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Tarnaire

Tarnairë Celedhel, »Ithiliell«
| Name | Tarnaire |
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| Status | Dormant |
| Occupation | Messenger between the coast and the woodland |
| Age | Ancient |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Falathlorn |
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| Outward Appearance | Clad in silver and the hue of the moon, Tarnairë earned the by-name Celedhel, the Silver Elf. She honors that name, keeping true to always wear something of silver; may it be a ring, a necklace or a mere thread of the argent metal woven into her attire.
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Background
»This bow, greater than I, both in size and in craft.
It was given into my custody by the fortress on the river Narog;
And it is not quite forgotten yet, I believe.«
- Tarnairë and her Bow
As child of Finrod's people she was born in Nargothrond and although of the Ñoldor she bore bright golden hair. Still young of years, Tarnairë hearkened to the stories of her mother and one she loved especially: Of how sun and moon came into being. She loved the tale so greatly that she sang to the moon and to Tilion whenever Tarnairë saw him on the sky and when he was gone, she wept.
In the elder days, Tarnairë served her people as warden upon the plains of the Talath Dirnen, safe-guarding the road north to the land of Brethil and Doriath.
After the Fall of Beleriand the Elf traveled Middle-Earth, walked over mountains and into Greenwood, the Great, even came upon the deserts of Harad in time, where she freed a slave and helped him to become a warrior.
Recently she returned to Mithlond and into the lands of the Ered Luin. There she serves as messenger between the city of Círdan, Imladris and Lóthlórien.
| Friends | |
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| Relatives | Father: Alarcaryon Mother: Anwára Alas, both of them dwell now Aman |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Tilion, Literature, Wandering, Freedom |
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| Hates | Ignorance and Oppression |
| Motivation | To see good people smile or be freed of a burden. |
| Quotes | »O, by the Aratari, would you just know; How much I would like to not just be called Moon-Maiden but truly be her. My heart is set ablaze with argent fire whenever I gaze up at Tilion and I weep when he misses upon the sky.« |
Tarnaire's Adventures
| Sildëriendë Nyárë - Of Alarcaryon and Anwára [Chp. I] | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Last Song of the Eldarin Blossom | 12 years 10 months ago |
| Cold Moon Night | 12 years 10 months ago |
| The Devout and the Elf (3) - Return to Hayabêth | 13 years 1 week ago |
| The Devout and the Elf (2) - Warrior's Consecration | 13 years 3 weeks ago |

