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Lirvaethor

Lirvaethor

Name Lirvaethor
Status
Deleted
Occupation
Lingollon, Maeron, Past Defender of the Royal Line of Finwe
Age
Quite Old
Race
Elf
Residence
Imladris
Kinship
Outward Appearance

A young looking, black-haired Noldo Elf stands before you. His face is angular and soft, portraying an sense of wisdom and young in age, but in truth, he is quite old. His pale blue eyes would give you the sense of wisdom, beauty, merriment and a slight display of past sorrow. He is most certainly tall, for he stands at 7'0 feet. His stance is never slouching, impolite, or informal, but an 'aura' of calmness and merriment is around him; even in times of battle or war. He is neither fat nor skinny, displaying a balanced weight. One might find him in robes of a soft and silky manner, but seldom does he wear any sort of weapon or dawn Armour, for he values peace and dislikes war and violence in general. But if you do spot him wearing Armour or any weapon, it would be proudly displaying the banner of one forgotten king. His weapons would be that of Elvish swords, forged long ago in the days of Gondolin. He does not look as old as he does, for he is 7,241 years old, born in the 1,480th Year of the Trees. 

Background

Liremahtar was born to Siremahtar and Celveliltallë in Aman. He and his father followed Ñolofinwë in the Exile, and they took part in the kinslaying, which was afterwards a matter of sorrow to them. But when they attempted to cross Helcaraxë, Siremahtar fell to its bitterness, and this added to Liremahtar's determination to reach Middle-earth. Soon after they arrived, the Battle of Lammoth took place, in which Liremahtar fought to honour his fallen sire. When they made contact with the Sindar in Mithrim, he took up his Sindarin name as Lirvaethor. Lirvaethor dwelled in Dor-lomin, Fingon's domain for a time. He attended Mereth Aderthad and spoke with many of the Laiquendi and some of the Sindar. He was among the force of the Noldor that fought in Dagor Aglareb, from which he had gained a gruesome gash across his chest, and so a distaste of war and Orqui had grown within him. He went to Nevrast, to heal and recover. Soon later he accompanied the Noldor of Nevrast to Gondolin, from which he stayed. During that time he thought of his father, and how his fallen sire would think of him, due to his distaste of war, and how he would simply become a Maeron and a healer, though seldom would he encounter a fellow Edhel that would require healing. Sadly his time of being a Healer was at its end for some time, for he had participated in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, being of course of King Turgon's force, from which he would fight gloriously, singing loudly and courageous of Elvish songs and Poetry while he was fighting. It was a grave loss, many a days did Lirvaethor mourn for his fellow friends and brothers-in-arms. Sorrowful was Lirvaethor, for he heard now that Fingon had fallen, so sorrow was laid more heavily upon his shoulders. Long did he mourn, more longer now with the sorrowful news, but he did indeed overcome sorrow. He was among the Noldor that were in the House of the Harp that resisted their treacherous lord's orders, and deserted to aid Glorfindel and the House of the Golden Flower in the marketplace, but soon did he realize that he needed to escape, so he did. He was at the Havens of Sirion during the Third Kinslaying, from which he also escaped, lucky, or fateful was he. Seldom did he participate in acts of violence but he had joined in the battle of the War of Wrath, serving alongside his Noldor brethren. After the drowning of Beleriand, he dwelled in Lindon, serving as a healer and artist. He was in Elrond's host that came to Eregion to aid, later did he still go with Elrond, staying at Imladris. He still does reside in Imladris, but often did he go to Lindon.

                                              

Friends
Any Edhel that is known to him
Relatives
His Mother: Celveliltallë, his Father: Siremahtar
Rivals/Enemies
War, Orqui, excessive violence
Loves
Stars, music, Lore, knowledge, Imladris, Beleriand, His wife and Children
Hates
He finds that Hate is too strong a word, so instead he dislikes violence, Orqui, people that often think of songs badly.
Motivation
To simply be a Lingollin and bring merryment
Quotes
"I simply hope to bring Merryment and joy to those who have sorrow upon their shoulders."

Lirvaethor's Adventures

I Vala Oromë 8 years 1 month ago
Laer en Lingollon 8 years 2 months ago
i Vala Manwe 8 years 2 months ago
The Fisherman 8 years 2 months ago
I Vala Ulmo 8 years 2 months ago
Lirvaethor's Adventures

Lirvaethor's Gallery

Lirvaethor's Gallery