My past is dark and hidden, even the age of my birth slips away from my memories. This was long ago, but the last memory of that days is when my father, mother, brother and as I thought, my love were slain by a troll in the wild forest of Mirkwood. Darkness covered my eyes and for many years I was lost. Then, by the kindness of Elrond and his servants, I was returned to my life and swore the terrible oath that I will hunt down all the evils I face until my death or overthrowing the Enemy, that I won't suffer the evil live free as long as my hand holds the bow.

Some centuries later I came to know that my love was still alive...

I love music, wilds of Middle-Earth and the stars. I have wandered all across the land, I saw the lands for which the sea of Rhun is the unreachable West and those lands for which Mordor and Harad seem a bit too northy. 

I guard the woods of Lothlorien, patrol the shores of Anduin and serve the Golden Lady, but sometimes the errands and my oath make me leave the Golden Wood and roam all across the land hunting down the enemies of the Free Peoples. 

Some Elves consider my close friendship with men, hobbits and sometimes even dwarves an oddity neve to be forgiven, but after I awoke and the mistrust to everyone was gone, I felt that all the peoples deserve concern, help at need and consolation, they all have their needs and sorrows, and as long as I can help them, I do it.