Prologue: Elrond's Discovery and The Scholar of The Lady
Riding along the river Anduin, Elrond was ever alert. Being near to Moria there was a chance that one would encounter a company of Orcs that were on their way to Mirkwood, or on their way down to Mordor. The Orcs rarely went through Lothlorien for the Elves that dwelt there hunted and killed any Orc that passed into their forest and none ever escaped its borders once wondering in there.
Elrond had just broken free from the safety of the wood he had been visiting, his daughter Arwen had come back from the wood over three months ago with a request from the Lady of the Wood that Elrond pay a visit to Lothlorien. So, as summoned he had come, and now after staying a month there, the Lady bid him to ride safely back to his people in Rivendell.
So, riding along the great river he was glad to be on his way home.
Suddenly he saw a figure up ahead, lying slumped near the river, instantly he got off his horse and readied an arrow, his eyes searching the land around him for any sign of movement or ambush. There was none, so he put his bow away, but laid a hand on the hilt of the long knife that hung from his waist, ready to draw at any sign of movement.
Approaching the figure he saw that it was unconscious and it appeared to be a female, however she was dressed rather oddly.
A silver dress clothed her body but the material looked like none he had seen and the style rather odd. The dress barely covered all of the maiden, the bottom half of her legs were exposed for all to see, which indicated to Elrond that she was not of the Elven race.
As he approached she did not stir, so he was able to walk right up to her and stand over her, where he saw another piece to the puzzle.
This maiden had wings, which was quite odd, but the wings were badly damaged, torn in many places and now lying useless by the maiden's side and Elrond looked around for signs of what had done this to her.
He saw tracks all around her and it only took him a few seconds to realise that the tracks were from Orcs. A group of about ten he guessed and from the look of the tracks they had caught the maiden by surprise because it looked as though she had not even tried to defend herself.
Elrond kneeled down and put his hands to her arm, looking for a pulse.
Surprisingly he found one, though it was quite weak, so he put a hand on her shoulder and closed his eyes, concentrating on calling out to her.
He was able to find some form of her spirit and he managed to bring it back into contact with the body, but it was very faint and he knew it would easily drift away again.
So, he walked back to his horse and brought the animal forward, while getting a cloak from it and wrapping it around the being's shoulders.
Then, Elrond picked her up and placed her onto his horse and he mounted and sat behind her. He had to get her back to Lothlorien, which was the closest dwelling that he knew of and ask the lady to heal her.
On the way back to Lothlorien, it dawned on Elrond that this maiden was of a race known only to few. A race called fairies, but it was believed that they had all been destroyed long ago.
When he made it to Lothlorien, he called for them to get a room and the Lady.
A servant took him to the room, where he carried the maiden and laid her carefully down on the bed, trying not to crush her wings, though they were hidden by the cloak.
The Lady of the Wood entered the room a small time later.
"Elrond what is the meaning of this?" She asked him and he mentioned to the maiden lying on the bed, then requested that the servants leave.
"Galadriel, this maiden has been injured badly by Orcs, I fear she may die and I wish you to heal her."
"She is no Elf." Galadriel said and Elrond nodded.
"She is of a race thought to be dead." Elrond said then he mentioned for her to walk behind the maiden and he removed the cloak slightly.
"A fairy?" Galadriel asked, gasping in shock and once again, Elrond nodded.
"I believe so."
"I shall try my best." Galadriel said gravely, then she walk to the other side of the bed so that she could see the girl's face and sat down, placing her hands on the girl's shoulders.
Elrond waited the amount of time that it took until Galadriel stood up, slightly shaken and exhausted from the healing she had just performed an hour or two later. Then Elrond helped Galadriel place the fairy in underneath the covers and they covered her hair and ears with a hood so that her secret would remain safe.
"What happened Elrond?" Galadriel demanded when she had finished and Elrond shrugged.
"I do not know for certain, but from the tracks around her, it appeared that ten Orcs had caught the maiden off guard and left her there to die, but four hours before I arrived." He said and Galadriel looked grave.
"She will live?" He asked, uncertain.
"She will. But it will take her a long time to recover. Her spirit cannot even remember what her name is or what she is. And I was unable to heal any of the hurt that the wings have encountered." The door then burst open to admit Celeborn, his elven face looking slightly angry.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked looking at Elrond, then to his wife.
"Celeborn, you are looking upon a fairy that is badly injured."
"And I shall tend to her until she awakens from her deep sleep. Elrond, I shall take her into my care and make certain that she survives. She will dwell here in Lothlorien until she recovers from this awful deed that has been done to her." Galadriel said and Celeborn nodded.
"As you wish my lady."
"Well, I need to be back on my way to Rivendell, so I shall leave her in your care Galadriel. Send word on her progress when you can." Elrond said, then he departed from the room, as did Celeborn.
Galadriel stood looking at the fairy for a short while before she walked from the door, searching for her servants.
A year later, the fairy finally wakes up. After showing some confusion as to what happened, Galadriel establishes that the girl has no memory of her past at all. The girl does not even know of what race she herself is; yet she seemed to speak Elvish fluently.
So, Galadriel decides to take the fairy on as her scholar and dress her in a hooded cloak so that her wings, ears and hair are covered and she is able to pretend to be an Elf. Galadriel also gives the fairy an Elvish name of Celebfaer, meaning 'Silverspirit' because of the silver dress she was found in and her ability to call spirits. Celebfaer was also given some elven- style dresses that had a low enough back to let her wings move.
Over the next 50 years, Celebfaer trains with Galadriel, learning how to meditate and explore her mind and eventually she starts to remember bits and pieces about fairies and all of her previously learnt abilities are brought back to her. And with Galadriel's help she is able to establish that her age is 559 years old but her real name or where the fairies dwell she is unable to recall.
Almost immediately after she regains that small amount of memory, Celebfaer starts to learn new things and without a teacher she is unable to control the summons as it is learnt. A few weird events happen in Lothl?rien, like huge gusts of wind running through the forest, around trees and finally out of the forest. On another day a fire started in the middle of nowhere, but was quickly put out by some unseen force. And these events are all caused by Celebfaer's inability to control her summons.
Galadriel notices this and decides that it would be best if she took Celebfaer out into the woods each day so that if she learnt a new summons and could not control it, the effect would be seen only by Galadriel. Also she stopped it before the elves of Lothlorien started to suspect that it was Celebfaer causing these weird things to happen.
And so Galadriel starts to teach Celebfaer mind control in a hope that she will be able to control the summons that she learns before they become too powerful and burn down all of Lothlorien. In return Galadriel asks Celebfaer to educate Galadriel on the ways of fairies.
After a heavy three months of training Celebfaer learns to control the summons when she learns it and it does not just hit the first target that it sees. Instead she is able to keep the new summons under control until they get away from the City and then she shows Galadriel the new summons on a target of her choosing.
After about four hundred years of this, Arwen comes to Lothlorien and Galadriel introduces the daughter of Elrond to Celebfaer and the two become close friends.
Soon a message comes from Elrond with a request that Celebfaer and Arwen both come to Rivendell because Elrond is eager to meet the fairy and see what she has learnt.
At Rivendell a great feast is held in honor of Arwen returning to her father and her brothers returning to Rivendell after a long journey.
When the fairy meets Elrond, she bows low as she was taught in Lorien.
"I owe you my life my Lord." She says and Elrond shook his head.
"I did what had to be done at the time, but we shall talk later this evening during the feast. I hope that you can dwell here in Rivendell for many years as I wish to learn from you Celebfaer." He replied and she bowed once more.
"As I said, I owe you my life Lord Elrond and would love to stay and dwell in Rivendell for a time to learn what I can from the Elves here."
50 years pass and the fairy has learnt much and taught Elrond as much as she can about her people without giving away secrets that are forbidden.
Soon the fairy misses the trees of Lorien so journeys back there to dwell once more with Galadriel and Celeborn to which she looks to as her family.
And so many years pass and the ring is found by Bilbo Baggins of the Shire and once Gandalf reaches Rivendell with the news, a messenger is sent to Lothlorien.
The fairy decides to go to Rivendell and see if she can be of assistance as the news of the One Ring is even within the lore of fairies.
Riding along the river Anduin, Elrond was ever alert. Being near to Moria there was a chance that one would encounter a company of Orcs that were on their way to Mirkwood, or on their way down to Mordor. The Orcs rarely went through Lothlorien for the Elves that dwelt there hunted and killed any Orc that passed into their forest and none ever escaped its borders once wondering in there.
Elrond had just broken free from the safety of the wood he had been visiting, his daughter Arwen had come back from the wood over three months ago with a request from the Lady of the Wood that Elrond pay a visit to Lothlorien. So, as summoned he had come, and now after staying a month there, the Lady bid him to ride safely back to his people in Rivendell.
So, riding along the great river he was glad to be on his way home.
Suddenly he saw a figure up ahead, lying slumped near the river, instantly he got off his horse and readied an arrow, his eyes searching the land around him for any sign of movement or ambush. There was none, so he put his bow away, but laid a hand on the hilt of the long knife that hung from his waist, ready to draw at any sign of movement.
Approaching the figure he saw that it was unconscious and it appeared to be a female, however she was dressed rather oddly.
A silver dress clothed her body but the material looked like none he had seen and the style rather odd. The dress barely covered all of the maiden, the bottom half of her legs were exposed for all to see, which indicated to Elrond that she was not of the Elven race.
As he approached she did not stir, so he was able to walk right up to her and stand over her, where he saw another piece to the puzzle.
This maiden had wings, which was quite odd, but the wings were badly damaged, torn in many places and now lying useless by the maiden's side and Elrond looked around for signs of what had done this to her.
He saw tracks all around her and it only took him a few seconds to realise that the tracks were from Orcs. A group of about ten he guessed and from the look of the tracks they had caught the maiden by surprise because it looked as though she had not even tried to defend herself.
Elrond kneeled down and put his hands to her arm, looking for a pulse.
Surprisingly he found one, though it was quite weak, so he put a hand on her shoulder and closed his eyes, concentrating on calling out to her.
He was able to find some form of her spirit and he managed to bring it back into contact with the body, but it was very faint and he knew it would easily drift away again.
So, he walked back to his horse and brought the animal forward, while getting a cloak from it and wrapping it around the being's shoulders.
Then, Elrond picked her up and placed her onto his horse and he mounted and sat behind her. He had to get her back to Lothlorien, which was the closest dwelling that he knew of and ask the lady to heal her.
On the way back to Lothlorien, it dawned on Elrond that this maiden was of a race known only to few. A race called fairies, but it was believed that they had all been destroyed long ago.
When he made it to Lothlorien, he called for them to get a room and the Lady.
A servant took him to the room, where he carried the maiden and laid her carefully down on the bed, trying not to crush her wings, though they were hidden by the cloak.
The Lady of the Wood entered the room a small time later.
"Elrond what is the meaning of this?" She asked him and he mentioned to the maiden lying on the bed, then requested that the servants leave.
"Galadriel, this maiden has been injured badly by Orcs, I fear she may die and I wish you to heal her."
"She is no Elf." Galadriel said and Elrond nodded.
"She is of a race thought to be dead." Elrond said then he mentioned for her to walk behind the maiden and he removed the cloak slightly.
"A fairy?" Galadriel asked, gasping in shock and once again, Elrond nodded.
"I believe so."
"I shall try my best." Galadriel said gravely, then she walk to the other side of the bed so that she could see the girl's face and sat down, placing her hands on the girl's shoulders.
Elrond waited the amount of time that it took until Galadriel stood up, slightly shaken and exhausted from the healing she had just performed an hour or two later. Then Elrond helped Galadriel place the fairy in underneath the covers and they covered her hair and ears with a hood so that her secret would remain safe.
"What happened Elrond?" Galadriel demanded when she had finished and Elrond shrugged.
"I do not know for certain, but from the tracks around her, it appeared that ten Orcs had caught the maiden off guard and left her there to die, but four hours before I arrived." He said and Galadriel looked grave.
"She will live?" He asked, uncertain.
"She will. But it will take her a long time to recover. Her spirit cannot even remember what her name is or what she is. And I was unable to heal any of the hurt that the wings have encountered." The door then burst open to admit Celeborn, his elven face looking slightly angry.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked looking at Elrond, then to his wife.
"Celeborn, you are looking upon a fairy that is badly injured."
"And I shall tend to her until she awakens from her deep sleep. Elrond, I shall take her into my care and make certain that she survives. She will dwell here in Lothlorien until she recovers from this awful deed that has been done to her." Galadriel said and Celeborn nodded.
"As you wish my lady."
"Well, I need to be back on my way to Rivendell, so I shall leave her in your care Galadriel. Send word on her progress when you can." Elrond said, then he departed from the room, as did Celeborn.
Galadriel stood looking at the fairy for a short while before she walked from the door, searching for her servants.
A year later, the fairy finally wakes up. After showing some confusion as to what happened, Galadriel establishes that the girl has no memory of her past at all. The girl does not even know of what race she herself is; yet she seemed to speak Elvish fluently.
So, Galadriel decides to take the fairy on as her scholar and dress her in a hooded cloak so that her wings, ears and hair are covered and she is able to pretend to be an Elf. Galadriel also gives the fairy an Elvish name of Celebfaer, meaning 'Silverspirit' because of the silver dress she was found in and her ability to call spirits. Celebfaer was also given some elven- style dresses that had a low enough back to let her wings move.
Over the next 50 years, Celebfaer trains with Galadriel, learning how to meditate and explore her mind and eventually she starts to remember bits and pieces about fairies and all of her previously learnt abilities are brought back to her. And with Galadriel's help she is able to establish that her age is 559 years old but her real name or where the fairies dwell she is unable to recall.
Almost immediately after she regains that small amount of memory, Celebfaer starts to learn new things and without a teacher she is unable to control the summons as it is learnt. A few weird events happen in Lothl?rien, like huge gusts of wind running through the forest, around trees and finally out of the forest. On another day a fire started in the middle of nowhere, but was quickly put out by some unseen force. And these events are all caused by Celebfaer's inability to control her summons.
Galadriel notices this and decides that it would be best if she took Celebfaer out into the woods each day so that if she learnt a new summons and could not control it, the effect would be seen only by Galadriel. Also she stopped it before the elves of Lothlorien started to suspect that it was Celebfaer causing these weird things to happen.
And so Galadriel starts to teach Celebfaer mind control in a hope that she will be able to control the summons that she learns before they become too powerful and burn down all of Lothlorien. In return Galadriel asks Celebfaer to educate Galadriel on the ways of fairies.
After a heavy three months of training Celebfaer learns to control the summons when she learns it and it does not just hit the first target that it sees. Instead she is able to keep the new summons under control until they get away from the City and then she shows Galadriel the new summons on a target of her choosing.
After about four hundred years of this, Arwen comes to Lothlorien and Galadriel introduces the daughter of Elrond to Celebfaer and the two become close friends.
Soon a message comes from Elrond with a request that Celebfaer and Arwen both come to Rivendell because Elrond is eager to meet the fairy and see what she has learnt.
At Rivendell a great feast is held in honor of Arwen returning to her father and her brothers returning to Rivendell after a long journey.
When the fairy meets Elrond, she bows low as she was taught in Lorien.
"I owe you my life my Lord." She says and Elrond shook his head.
"I did what had to be done at the time, but we shall talk later this evening during the feast. I hope that you can dwell here in Rivendell for many years as I wish to learn from you Celebfaer." He replied and she bowed once more.
"As I said, I owe you my life Lord Elrond and would love to stay and dwell in Rivendell for a time to learn what I can from the Elves here."
50 years pass and the fairy has learnt much and taught Elrond as much as she can about her people without giving away secrets that are forbidden.
Soon the fairy misses the trees of Lorien so journeys back there to dwell once more with Galadriel and Celeborn to which she looks to as her family.
And so many years pass and the ring is found by Bilbo Baggins of the Shire and once Gandalf reaches Rivendell with the news, a messenger is sent to Lothlorien.
The fairy decides to go to Rivendell and see if she can be of assistance as the news of the One Ring is even within the lore of fairies.
