Chapter 1
Celeblas loves nature. It healed, it was kind, and Celeblas had a special connection with nature. She preferred the company of flowers and tr
ees to humans and elves. She had made a few friends in the past, but they had all since died.
Glorfindel and Gil-nar had been her only good friends and now they were gone. Gil-nar was long missing, past many memories and Glorfindel was gone too, now sitting in Mando's halls. Suddenly Celeblas stiffened, and she heard a familiar voice in her mind. Estë was speaking to her and Celeblas listened intently.
"Celeblas, I must seek your help, for Sauron, servant of Morgorth, is gaining power. The other Maiar are planning to face his forces at the edge of the brown lands with the elves. Come to the edge in three days time." Celeblas sat for a while digesting what must have happened; then she said goodbye to her kind, beloved friends and went visible, traveling to the doorway of the Brown Lands.
Two days later, Celeblas was at the elves and men's encampment. When she first arrived she noticed that there was a large camp set up with both elves and humans. She saw many banners, from Greenwood the Great and from the Noldor elves alike. She remembered Estë's instructions and wondered who was now the high king of the elves.
Celeblas had cut herself off from everyone including the other Maiar at the beginning of the second age. She thought she saw a familiar face among the elves; but quickly dismissed the feeling. She could feel the other Maiar, who could see her, even though she was still invisible, talking not too quietly about her appearance. Celeblas was a very powerful Maia though she preferred not to fight physically. She became visible and walked towards the central command tent where the high king and his advisors would be.
Celeblas wanted to meet the king because she needed to know that he could be trusted before heading out onto the battlefield. She did not want him to be biased because she was a Maiar, so she appeared as a she-elf forester from the North. She had used the disguise before and most of the times were successes. Only her old friend Glorfindel had been able to see through it, but he was dead. She just hoped it would work once more. As she introduced herself to the guard by the name of Nyssa and waited for permission to enter the tent and meet the king.