From the earliest of her memories Maelandriel has been in servitude of the former Greenwood, although unlike her more adventurous and in many ways more skilled twin sister Laelandriel, she prefers to devote her time discovering the more mystical side of her nature. A curious Tawarwaith by any means, Maelandriel is often found with her head in dusty old books and long forgotten tapestries rather than perfecting her skill with both bow and blade. Her lust for knowledge and a firm interest in ancient gems and powerful artefacts has only intensified lately as she defiantly seeks for ways to rid the curse that looms over her once proud homeland.  

Born a daughter to the Mirkwood in the Third Age, she knows not of the beauty that once was, having ever only witnessed it in its corrupt and ruinous form.  Whilst she was young, her mother Faelandriel often weaved stories and songs of lament; of a time where the forest was a lush and peaceful place - a vibrant bloom of colour and harmony. In turn these tales only impacted her views more as she ascended into adulthood and her passion and resolve only grew as time passed, leading her to seek assistance outside the norm and indeed the woodland realm.

Maelandriel is in some ways unlike many Wood Elves. Whilst a large majority of the Silvan are hostile to intruders she is often welcoming, within reason of course. Although she has a keen dislike to the vulgarity and persistent mining of the natural lands by Dwarf kin, she also has the foresight of seeing that Middle-Earth should rally as one to confront the larger threat. Whilst many of her people would see this as nothing more than a feeble weakness, she believes that the many outweigh the few in every possible way. Now a self-appointed ambassador of Mirkwood, she wanders the lands with her sister and various woodland companions as protection by her side, instilled with a glimmer of hope and salvation in her mind.

((Still a WIP placeholder as we flesh out our characters))