Eryllin was born in the Second Age, when Eregion and its people stood proud and great beauty was crafted from the smiths and forges of Ost-in-Edhil.

  In such a family she was born of a lineage that could be traced all the way to the Houses of Gondolin, in the past age. Her father, a smith of quite some renown encouraged his curious child to learn of her peoples lore and the great deeds of old, as well as explore the wilds.

  She would've probably followed her father's footsteps as a smith were it not for the terrible slaughter and destruction that followed. It was by luck and the kindness of her kinsfolk that the young elf was shipped to safety northwards and so escaped the horrible fate of her parents, though her memory of those bloody days would never fade.

  Eryllin grew up in the safety of Imladris ever since. Being offered several times leave to go westwards towards the Haven and beyond, she never felt quite ready to do so. Instead she chose to return the kindness of Lord Elrond and the protection she received by learning the ways of the woods and becoming a guide and protector of those of her kind who made the Journey.

  Time went by and fewer were the numbers of the elves going Westwards. And more perilous the trails and woods became, filled with creatures and men evil of heart and mind. In such times, she joined with  Lord Anglachelm, being of her own kin and one of the few renowned Lords to take up arms and fight back the shadows that crept ever more openly.

  It is with Bar-en-Vanimar in which her hopes now lie to finally exact revenge and destruction on the foes who sacked her city and its people...