Beginnings
Telpë was descended from the Laiquendi, the Green Elves of Ossiriand, which now in the third age of Middle-Earth is near to the Shire. Her hair was pale as moonlight in a fountain but golden as the sun, and in many braids came down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes were deep and blue as the oceans of Ulmo.
Milyamarien was descended from the Noldor Elves that had stayed in Middle-Earth after Morgoth was defeated and the Eldar had returned to Valinor and the Valar. Her hair was very pale, for it shimmered like silver in the light of the moon and stars, yet it looked golden in full sunlight. It fell in slight curls all the way to the middle of her back. Her eyes were grey as the mountains which she loved. She delighted also in the hills and all the rivers, and wondered often among the mountains of Ered Luin, which is how Milyamarien and Telpë first met. When they were but in their tweens, as the Hobbit's call that age, Milyamarien had travelled far to Ered Mithrin, the Grey Mountains which are north of Mirkwood where Telpë lived. Telpë also loved the mountains and had decided to hunt out the secrets that Ered Mithrin still kept. Milyamarien had found a small valley, deep in the midst of those mountains, and it chanced that Telpë also found that small valley. The two Elves had
immediately become friends, and stayed that way for the rest of their lives, but presently, they took to wondering Middle-Earth together, until they came and dwelt in the forests next to Ered Luin. By this time, Milyamarien was of the age of 125 and Telpë 115, which although is old compared to the lives of Men and Hobbits, they were still young by Elf years. They had rested by Ered Luin but a short time ere they heard trouble. The Orcs that still survived had gathered together and were multiplying in Khand beyond Mordor. They had been ravaging those lands nearby and had started to come into Gondor. They were few, but Milyamarien and Telpë knew that they would increase in number and do more damage if something was not done. So they resolved to travel east to Imladris that is Rivendel and take counsel with Elrond, and so the story begins...
Milyamarien and Telpë had journeyed over Ered Luin and over the Hills of Evendium, for they rested little or none at all, and followed the Brandywine south and had now come to the Brandywine Bridge, where they were going to camp, for the sun was setting and casting deep shadows about the land.
Telpë was clad in a dark green cloak and hood, and a pale ochre loose shirt. Her leggings were pale green, and her dark brown boots came up to her knees. She had a bow and a quiver of arrows on her back, with a small Elven dagger, one of the few original weapons that the Laiquendi had made and had been passed down to her, at her side. Two braids just above her ears came round to the back of her head where they joined and made a pony tail. She was but a little younger than Milyamarien, and was slightly shorter in stature.
Milyamarien wore a long grey embroidered skirt, which had two splits up either side. She wore a leather belt, and an almost tunic like top, alike to her skirt, with large sleeves. Under knee length boots, which were lined with fur to keep out the cold of the mountains, Milyamarien wore blue grey tights, and beneath her undershirt, hidden gems would occasionally catch the light and reflect it brightly back. She had a part mithril cross bow made by her grandfather, although she only fought when in great need.
Because Telpë was descended from the Green Elves of Ossiriand, she was not very good at lighting fires, and so left that task to Milyamarien, whilst she searched for dead wood and an appropriate place to sleep for the night. Milyamarien sang whilst she worked, and although Telpë did not often sing, she sand with Milyamarien for the joy of being abroad with Milyamarien and for the love of the stars that were now appearing in the sky.
Telpë found a flat spot near to the fire under the boughs of some trees. She set her pack down and placed Milyamarien's pack next to it.
They sat round the fire, eating lembas, and talking and singing late into the night, until the fire started to burn low, and they slept under the stars and moon.
Telpë was descended from the Laiquendi, the Green Elves of Ossiriand, which now in the third age of Middle-Earth is near to the Shire. Her hair was pale as moonlight in a fountain but golden as the sun, and in many braids came down to just below her shoulders. Her eyes were deep and blue as the oceans of Ulmo.
Milyamarien was descended from the Noldor Elves that had stayed in Middle-Earth after Morgoth was defeated and the Eldar had returned to Valinor and the Valar. Her hair was very pale, for it shimmered like silver in the light of the moon and stars, yet it looked golden in full sunlight. It fell in slight curls all the way to the middle of her back. Her eyes were grey as the mountains which she loved. She delighted also in the hills and all the rivers, and wondered often among the mountains of Ered Luin, which is how Milyamarien and Telpë first met. When they were but in their tweens, as the Hobbit's call that age, Milyamarien had travelled far to Ered Mithrin, the Grey Mountains which are north of Mirkwood where Telpë lived. Telpë also loved the mountains and had decided to hunt out the secrets that Ered Mithrin still kept. Milyamarien had found a small valley, deep in the midst of those mountains, and it chanced that Telpë also found that small valley. The two Elves had
immediately become friends, and stayed that way for the rest of their lives, but presently, they took to wondering Middle-Earth together, until they came and dwelt in the forests next to Ered Luin. By this time, Milyamarien was of the age of 125 and Telpë 115, which although is old compared to the lives of Men and Hobbits, they were still young by Elf years. They had rested by Ered Luin but a short time ere they heard trouble. The Orcs that still survived had gathered together and were multiplying in Khand beyond Mordor. They had been ravaging those lands nearby and had started to come into Gondor. They were few, but Milyamarien and Telpë knew that they would increase in number and do more damage if something was not done. So they resolved to travel east to Imladris that is Rivendel and take counsel with Elrond, and so the story begins...
Milyamarien and Telpë had journeyed over Ered Luin and over the Hills of Evendium, for they rested little or none at all, and followed the Brandywine south and had now come to the Brandywine Bridge, where they were going to camp, for the sun was setting and casting deep shadows about the land.
Telpë was clad in a dark green cloak and hood, and a pale ochre loose shirt. Her leggings were pale green, and her dark brown boots came up to her knees. She had a bow and a quiver of arrows on her back, with a small Elven dagger, one of the few original weapons that the Laiquendi had made and had been passed down to her, at her side. Two braids just above her ears came round to the back of her head where they joined and made a pony tail. She was but a little younger than Milyamarien, and was slightly shorter in stature.
Milyamarien wore a long grey embroidered skirt, which had two splits up either side. She wore a leather belt, and an almost tunic like top, alike to her skirt, with large sleeves. Under knee length boots, which were lined with fur to keep out the cold of the mountains, Milyamarien wore blue grey tights, and beneath her undershirt, hidden gems would occasionally catch the light and reflect it brightly back. She had a part mithril cross bow made by her grandfather, although she only fought when in great need.
Because Telpë was descended from the Green Elves of Ossiriand, she was not very good at lighting fires, and so left that task to Milyamarien, whilst she searched for dead wood and an appropriate place to sleep for the night. Milyamarien sang whilst she worked, and although Telpë did not often sing, she sand with Milyamarien for the joy of being abroad with Milyamarien and for the love of the stars that were now appearing in the sky.
Telpë found a flat spot near to the fire under the boughs of some trees. She set her pack down and placed Milyamarien's pack next to it.
They sat round the fire, eating lembas, and talking and singing late into the night, until the fire started to burn low, and they slept under the stars and moon.