She was an Elf. Abandoned by her parents at age five, she was found by a kind woman. She was of the men race, and took care of her until she was eight, when she died from old age. Her son took care of her now, but he was cold, and an alcoholic, so he physically abused her.

All that anger, and sadness she built up inside of her was like a dam. One day, it burst. She didn't know she had powers until that moment. He had slashed her across the face with a dagger for collapsing in exhaustion after a full days work in the field. All that anger and pain burst out of her, cutting through him. When she calmed down, she looked down at his broken body, and overwhelmed by fear and sadness, she ran, and ran and ran, until Elrond found a terrified little Elf girl at the gates of Rivendel. He took her in, and treated her like his own daughter.

Ten years later, she found herself going on the adventure of a lifetime.

This is the story of Evinia.

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