Lasdir was a High Elf- one of the few left in Middle Earth. He dwelt in the peaceful forest of East Lorien, which was governed by the Lord Celeborn, husband of Galadriel, who had departed for Valinor a short time ago. He was tall, graceful, and haughty even for an Elf. He was a sentinel of Amon Lanc, the great Elven Fortress. Out of Amon Lanc, on that day, came Celeborn's two children who happened to remain in Middle Earth.
Celibana, and Celeburn. Celeburn was in his mid 300s. He was a great archer, whose skills had managed to allow him to hunt down Pallando, one of the evil Blue Wizards, and shoot him unconscious before he could encourage the Easterlings to wage war. Pallando was captured, his staff broken, and he was held trapped in Caras Galadhon, Capital of West Lorien. Pallando used to be good, but Sauron… his power was strong enough for Saruman, and Alatar and Pallando could not resist it either. Now only Alatar remains to corrupt the realms of men to return to worshipping Sauron, the Ever Present Lord, even after his defeat.
And Celibana. A young female elf, in her early 200s, who had not seen battle. She was so innocent, so naive, that it was sad for all of those who looked upon her. Some day, she may become more mature, less naive, and be perfect.
I have to continue patrolling. I must focus. An attack can come any moment. Or perhaps, the High Ones will need me. The ruling council. I must continue working, because I am the best. That is why I defend Amon Lanc, and not some lesser stronghold. I am the best of the defenders, the second best general, fluent in writing, magic, and swordplay.
