Eleona had found the soft, velvet-like dress in the closet before she went to the dinner, as the elf had said. It confused her when she put it on for it fit her perfectly. The fabric was the color of a ripe raspberry and along the hemline there were small accents of a hazel green very similar to her own eye color. The dress accented her curves in a pleasant way. Being only slightly taller and thinner then the normal dwarf stature she was not slender like the elves, but she had a warmer look then them, something that seemed to speak of a soft, glowing light shinning in a black night. Soon after she had gotten dressed Eleona had left for a private dining hall that the elf woman had told her about eariler and had given specific instructions for finding. Now Eleona sat on the left side of Lord Elrond and Gandalf was on his right. Gandalf was in his normal attire and Lord Elrond in a crimson robe with faint accents of the color of autumn leaves.
"Who were your parents child?" Elrond asked.
"My mother was Mirana and my father's name was Caladin."
"Caladin? I know that name from the halls of men. He was a noble that had lived in Gondor. But he was thought dead for he went missing." Gandalf spoke up. "He was said to be descended of the Elves of Old. That might explain your ability to see what is akin to the future."
"A descendent of the Elves of Old has never been know to have an ability like that." Elrond added.
"Eleona what happened to your father?" Gandalf asked.
"He was killed by Orcs." Eleona said with hatred lacing the words. "That is what I was told by my mother."
"Why did the dwarves banish you?" asked Elrond.
Eleona looked at him for a moment before she let out a contemptuous laugh. "Those dwarves banished me for being half human. They thought themselves so above the other races that the notion of something like me seemed a sully to them on the race of dwarves. Therefore they decided to deal with the situation by banishing me and giving me this accursed mark."
The tattoo was in full view for she was not wearing the hood at this dinner. It had sharp geometric shapes that intertwined and it was of a dull black color. The size of the tattoo was only the width of a dagger handle and it did not take up much of her forehead. It lay a bit above the bridge of her nose and slightly higher then her eyebrows.
The three talked the rest of dinner about the journey the dwarves were making. Eleona asked to retire early and Elrond granted permission for he needed to talk to Gandalf alone.
"Gandalf, the elves will leave this world in only a few decades. I believe that middle earth is still to young to be without the wisdom of the my people. I do not say this out of pride but of concern." he said after Eleona went to her rooms.
"What do you plan in your mind that I do not see?" Gandalf asked of him.
"The people of this land need someone that can guide and counsel them when the elves leave for the Undying Lands. The girl is wise for her age and she could become like a seer of old. It would take it's price from her though."
Gandalf looked at Elrond with his old wrinkled and caring eyes. They were tired and age worn, decisions rested on them heavily. "How would she be able to counsel the races of middle earth through the years when she is mortal?"
Elrond let out a heavy sigh as Gandalf spoke. "There is a way for one of the ancient elf blood to become immortal. But only those descended from the elves of old can gain this gift."
"If you offer this gift Eleona must be the one to decide wether or not she receives it. I myself advise against it. She is too young to bear immortality." Gandalf counseled.
"I will ask her in the morning, until then we have something else to discuss. Saruman is coming here soon. He heard of your journey with the dwarves. The council will meet tomorrow."
That night Eleona thrashed in her sleep. The future lay before her eyes and it frightened her. Something dark crept along the lands.