personal storyline

            Gaelimil froze with shock at the sight of his dead tutor. He had known Angolchíl the Wise ever since his father had brought him to Ost-in-Edhil for tutelage. The young Laegel did not understand why the Valar had allowed this to happen, and he found them unjust as he was gazing upon the dead body of his teacher. The sound and war chants of the orc army had brought him back to the present. They were in an unknown tongue; a tongue that hurt the young elf upon listening it, unlike anything that had ever hurt him before. And they were nearing.

                Suddenly, a crude shout could be heard coming from behind the young elf and he did not have time to react. Drops of foul blood then dripped on the map, and soaked Ost-in-Edhil in a crimson lake. Gaelimil turned hastily to see the source of the commotion and he saw his tutor, Angolchíl wielding a bow and arrow. He also noticed a foul creature, unlike anything he had ever seen before, very close to him and the map table with an arrow implanted deeply in his throat.

               It is said that a being without a purpose is a being which does not truly exist. It exists only to live, without a higher meaning, goal or motivation. Gaelimil thought himself to be such a being. He did not know his purpose. All he knew at the moment, while he was staring in the eyes of the savage orcs that were surrounding him, was that he had to fight. He had to fight for his life, for what he held dear… yet most of all he had to fight for a purpose...