2495 TA
Forty years had passed, and Farothwen had grown into a strong, skilled and fair maiden. She was acquainted with all areas of Elven knowledge, and her father Beleglor made sure she knew as much as he could teach her about her own race, the last descendants of Elros.
She was openly shunned by some of the Elves of Mirkwood, who did not believe in any sort of Elf-Man relations. She knew that, when she was ready, she would have to leave this land, her home, and find her own kin. But, however, she was still not ready. Indeed, she was still very young, both by Elven and Dúnedain standards.
Beleglor had just started weapons training. Farothwen was showing great promise with both bow and sword, but her favourite weapons were two long knives she carried on her belt.
Keeping with his trade, Beleglor had also taught his daughter to sing. She had a sweet singing voice, and sometimes he would not sing at all, preferring to play his harp and listen to his beloved daughter.
Her ability was so renowned that King Thranduil had asked her to perform at his next banquet, on the night of the new moon, which was only a week away.
Forty years had passed, and Farothwen had grown into a strong, skilled and fair maiden. She was acquainted with all areas of Elven knowledge, and her father Beleglor made sure she knew as much as he could teach her about her own race, the last descendants of Elros.
She was openly shunned by some of the Elves of Mirkwood, who did not believe in any sort of Elf-Man relations. She knew that, when she was ready, she would have to leave this land, her home, and find her own kin. But, however, she was still not ready. Indeed, she was still very young, both by Elven and Dúnedain standards.
Beleglor had just started weapons training. Farothwen was showing great promise with both bow and sword, but her favourite weapons were two long knives she carried on her belt.
Keeping with his trade, Beleglor had also taught his daughter to sing. She had a sweet singing voice, and sometimes he would not sing at all, preferring to play his harp and listen to his beloved daughter.
Her ability was so renowned that King Thranduil had asked her to perform at his next banquet, on the night of the new moon, which was only a week away.