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Old 06-12-2004, 06:16 PM   #350
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Tolkien A Special Request

Sorry for not helping to move the story along. I'm kind of waiting for someone to do something with the Amroth group before posting for Ædegard. Maybe I should just start up on that, but frankly, I'm having trouble figuring out where the group is on the map!

I'm planning on a harrowing experience for Raefindan, coming up shortly. Should be written by the end of the night.

And now onto the special request, and please forgive the extended nature of this post!......

Friends, I'd like to ask your permission to add Elora as another writer for Tapestry. She and I would bring one new character each to the rpg: I would bring Falowik, and Elora would bring Uien. They have just finished their adventure in the Hills of Evendim, and in the months it takes for them to go to Eryn Lasgalen to see Lira buried (see Evendim for details), then go to Lorien, Uien's homeland, they would arrive there just about the time Ædegard's group is one day out of Lorien.

Why would Elora be a great addition to Tapestry?

Elora brings depth of character to all of her writing. She brings a unique perspective that involves the five senses and a well drawn point of view.

Elora writes Uien Aduial, a 579 year old female Sindarin Elf. Following is her character description, which is written by Elora, but edited by me in the interest of brevity. Uien carries no weapons of her own and avoids weapons, for they represent only pain, suffering and death to her.

Uien is a silvan Elf, tall and slender, with long golden hair that falls in a cascade to her waist. She has clear grey eyes and the timeless beauty of her people. Her eyes show her years of experience when she permits it. Uien has a light step and the innate grace of her kindred. Her hand is gentle. She appears ephemeral, giving occasion to the saying of her kin that twilight lives within her and her name.

Uien is a creative soul inextricably bound to the life and beauty of Middle-earth. Gentle of spirit, Uien is rarely given to anger unless it is on the behalf of those dear to her. She can be fierce when roused. As with many who hail from Lothlórien, she can appear lofty and insular, particularly when displeased with someone. Normally, she is given to quiet laughter. She is introspective and given to dreaming, with a love of all things living or growing.

Uien is particularly enamoured of twilight. It is the time of day she most loves, when the world can become magical. She is given to dance at such times, when she believes herself alone and unwatched. Once a creature of much mirth, Uien has quieted. A sadness lingers beneath the surface that many mistake as aloof pride. Yet her generosity of spirit has not been broken entirely and her friendship once given is true and eternal.

Uien is a healer. She is also a painter. Clever with her hands, with deft and quick fingers, Uien is capable of most tasks that she comes across. She can be swift and silent as a shadow and can see the true natures of those around her.

Quiet, Uien’s strength of will and determination often comes as a surprise. She is often mistaken as meek or distant. She will speak her mind when she thinks it necessary and follows her own will and instincts. She has acquired the wisdom of one who has observed those around her over the years. She had the blessing of a loving family in the closely knit community of the Galadhrim and formed close attachments to her parents and siblings. These attachments have remained with her.

Uien struggles with alienation and abandonment as well as shame. She can sometimes wander unwisely and this has led her into grave peril in the past. She is alone utterly, her kin gone, and found it hard initially to make her way in the mortal lands. She had a protected childhood that little prepared her for the harsh realities of life beyond Lothlórien’s protected borders.

Uien overcame this over time, but carries with her the shadow of a turbulent period of adjustment. She thrives when home, but has none in these later days to call her own. As a result, she is troubled by her itinerant state and wonders if she would have made the same choices had she known what the future held.

Uien was amongst the last generation born in Lothlórien. She was treasured by her people. Sauron returned to Mirkwood six years after her birth and the Watchful Peace ended.

In the War of the Ring, Uien's father and eldest brother fell in Mirkwood. Her younger brother returned, haunted by the death of the War of the Ring. It was then that she developed her aversion to weapons and things of war. Uien’s mother too saw only grief and death now, having lost her husband and her son and endured Three Ages in Middle-earth. Thus the decision was made to seek the Grey Havens.

Uien set out with her family with the last party to leave Lothlórien. Uien could not bear to leave earlier and still her heart misgave her as they departed. Moria was still closed to them and her people did not take that dark road. As with those before them, they made for the Pass of Caradhras. Her brother was eager to ensure they remained together on the pass and shepherded Uien on.

The urge to linger was still strong within her. Already she had begun to consider remaining at Imladris. The choice was never presented to her. Sauron may have been defeated, but the Misty Mountains continued to be plagued by orcs. They knew that the Elves took the Caradhras pass and would wait for their opportunity to strike at them.

A sudden storm crashed upon them once they entered the pass. Cutting snow and ice was hurled, the wind shrieking as if it sought to pluck them up and cast them either into the ravine or the clutches of the waiting orcs.

The party took cover, forced to wait out the raging blizzard. Uien found herself separated from them, forced to take shelter beneath an overhang. Her last sight was of her brother reaching for her through a gap in the snow that closed before she could take his outstretched hand. Caradhras spared neither Elf, Man nor orc it’s anger.

When the storm passed, Uien was alone. She searched, frightened for her family. Uien found orcs instead. They snatched up the lone Elf eagerly and made off with their prize. Uien found no trace of her party and could not know if they had perished or been forced to go down from the pass to escape the storm and the orcs.

Uien found herself in the darkness of an orc den. She endured torment and cruelty, and was saved from death by unexpected Dwarves cleansing the mountains of orcs. They discovered Uien badly injured and almost beyond recognition.

They took her with them and she slowly recovered in their care, alienated as an Elf amongst Dwarves. Uien took many months to heal, and not fully. It was difficult to live amongst Dwarves and once healed, took leave and set out in search of her kin. She found her way back to Lothlórien and found it almost empty. She told her tale of horror to Erebemlin and others. Though she knew them, she could not remain until she was certain of the fate of her family. Possessed by great grief, she wandered aimlessly. Her travels took her into Rhûn and once the people got over her Elven nature, for Sauron had told her many lies, she found temporary home. It was her first encounter with the Edain and she was little prepared for them.

A wasting illness swept through the village, and Uien healed one little girl. The villagers demanded that she cure the rest of them too, but she could not, and they condemned her. She was forced to flee. She went north and west, staying away from people until she arrived at the Prancing Pony Inn in Bree, penniless and exhausted. She felt too shamed to seek her people at Imladris, the orc pits surely hanging over her in their eyes. In Bree, Uien was somewhat of a novelty. Elves did not frequent the settlement. She managed to secure work in the stables, her ability with horses as with all living things emerging. She found she could heal them, and that they did not react with anger or hatred.

There she met Falowik Stonewort, a wanderer of the lands north of Bree, who had come to Bree for the first time in twelve years of self-imposed exile, to report a man captured by a party of evil doers. Falowik was a man with as troubled a soul as Uien's. Somehow, by a grace unknown to either of them, she was able to heal the despair in his heart. And by a grace neither of them foresaw, they came to love each other. Falowik was sure that he did not deserve it, but once given, her heart's love was his. Since then there paths have been interlaced, mainly through the adventure of the Hills of Evendim. And now they go to Lorien so that she can show him her homeland. There they will meet up again with Erebemlin's friends who remain in Lorien, and he will tell them the story of Amroth with its latest wrinkles. Uien immediately believes in her heart of hearts that if Amroth has returned, seeking Nimrodel, then Nimrodel must still be alive, somewhere, somehow, in need of being freed. Uien thinks of her ordeal with the orcs, and fears the same or worse for Nimrodel, and is urgent to follow the party of Ædegard and Amroth, and catch up to them.

Please let me know if it seems well to all of you to include these two characters in Tapestry. Thanks for considering them.
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