Acornellien, nicknamed Acornia for short, is a two-hundred-thirty-two year old elf hailing from Duillond, a settlement located within Falathlorn in Ered Luin. She lived for the first two-hundred years of her life rather sheltered in the safe and lovely little house in Duillond, where she resided with her father, mother, and twin-brothers.

She always knew she was, well, different. Even from a young age she never thought like the other elves. She never felt compelled to only observe and learn. No, she wanted to experience the world and gain insight on how the other races lived not through books and tomes and lectures...but by living among them.

And so on her two-hundred-and-first summer she set out, much to the dismay of her parents. "You will find naught but disappointment," her father told her the day she sought to leave. Her mother agreed, her golden brown head bowed sadly. "Stay a little longer, my pia nocha. Stay with us."

But Acorniellen would hear none of it, with a soft and sad farewell, she set out to begin carving her own path in the vast and confusing world of Middle Earth...