Okay, I am back. Apparently, my father wanted to know why I taught Alphros the term "Nostad lín sui orch!" which mean "Your smell is like an orc!" I told him Alphros must have heard Legolas and I discussing it. He looked at me like I was a foreigner so I continued to explain that I asked Legolas to teach me bad elvish terms he uses in the North. Father wanted to know "why would I want to know bad words?" I said, "because bad girls, say bad things." He looked at me again like I was mad, so I took that as a sign for me to exit. My father may want to put me in a place for special people soon.Now, where was I, oh yes...
Well now I must bring up Denethor, the late Steward of Gondor. He loved me greatly for many reasons actually.
I was the only girl in the family
I loved war stories and fighting (I am the first Lady Warrior of Gondor, did you know? Yes! Another story, another time. But that is one of my titles.)
I listened and did as I was told
I reminded him of his wife and my aunt Finduilas.
I miss her and my mother dearly. Sometimes I feel I miss out on all the mother/daughter things. Anyway I do not want to get upset and too emotional.
Everyone in my immediate family looks alike in some form, so it is not hard to pick us out. My father, Prince Imrahil of Dol Amroth, along with Elphir and Amrothos are very tall, slender in build and fair. They have dark brown hair that is almost black depending on the way the light hits it. Erchirion and I are opposite all those. Though we are not really short, we are shorter than those three. This is fine with me because I am a woman but Erchirion is the shortest male in our direct family. He and Faramir share the same height but he is broader and more built muscle wise. We both have a mixer of out father and mother's hair being an interesting mixture of reddish brown. It is more evident when the sun hits it and the red really takes over. As far as skin color goes we have done something no other family of humans and I hear elves have ever accomplished.
Okay, I must tell the story behind this one. In elvish history there is a tale of a dark maiden named Morriel. The elves called her this because she had a bronze complexion, which may have come from being outdoors in the sun for long periods of time, no one is sure. Many say she traveled up from the south but her origins are still not certain. It is said wherever she went she brought good fortune to all. Morriel eventually married a half elf, Lindirin, who always wrote songs for her, which she loved greatly. Anyway as time went on she bore his children, but only one son came out like his mother. Their son, Morrien, was named after his mother. And he also brought good luck to those near him. As time went on the family intertwined within the elvish race. And only once in a few generations an elleth would have a dark child, which all praised to bring great fortune to everyone.
Well this trait lied dormant for many years before it appears in a son or daughter. It has been passed down through generations until it appeared in the least likely place. Yes, you guessed it, in Dol Amroth. It was traced to Mithrellas the elleth married to Prince Imrazor. One of their sons was a little darker than the others. It is known he brought great wealth to Dol Amroth and surrounding cities. Well this is where my brother and I come in because since then there has not been a bronze child in Gondor. I heard from some visiting rangers many years ago that there was an ellon like this in Rivendell, but he died in battle and had no offspring. The battle was won though and his people lived in peace for many years. Unlike this elf, Erchirion and I are more human than anything. At the marriage of King Elessar and Queen Arwen, my father told the Lady of the Wood, Galadriel, about us and she seemed very pleased. She said "there has never been two dark children in one family, so you must be doubly blessed." My father agreed and said the lady glowed even brighter. She also extended an invitation to our family to visit Lothlorien. I do plan on taking her up on this offer.
So there you have it, my family background. Due to our appearance and fortune, my family has encountered many stalkers. I do not know for sure if this good fortune thing exist but during the war Dol Amroth did not lose anywhere near as many knights, families or land than other cities. I even fought in a couple of battles and helped plan attacks in council but that is another story for another time. Erchirion hardly had any bruises and those who fought along side him were also spared. Dol Amroth has since recovered from the Mordor War but not fully. I do not think anyone can recover from such a thing and be completely healed.
Now you know enough about my family I can tell you where I fit in. I am the youngest and only female save for Lalaith. Thank goodness for her and Alphros, my much-needed distraction. I have many responsibilities, which I now share with Lalaith, but I will not bore you with describing them. I like to have fun, hang out with my friends, drink, dance, sing, read, and most of all ride my horses.
One of my best friends is Orodriel; she is the youngest Princess of Lamedon and least paid attention too. Therefore she practically lives in Dol Amroth. Her name means mountain maiden, her mother was fascinated with elves as well. And then there are my favorite noble twin sisters, Torian and Nisorian. No one really knows what their names mean but I think it has something to do with the word crazy. The four of us are an interesting group with different temperaments. I think the royalty of Gondor do not like us sometimes. We tend to hang out with many types of people including the stable boys (hahaha) and our maids, who are young and fun too.
Well this is getting to long; I'll continue it tomorrow. Amrothos has gotten his hands on some Dorwinian wine and needs help drinking it. I think it will be a long fun night...