Andarne Sûlfëa Celegfaron, Urugdagnir.

Background

After-name(s): Lamaen, called by his Mother. Flet-runner, when on an errand. Star-arrow, gifted title from the Rohirrim. Colfindir, when in his homeland. Túion, used ceremonially, Celegfaron - Gifted by a grateful Malledhrim Soldier, he is most known by this now.

is name is Andarne, which in the tongue of Men, means 'Long Beside Water'. One of the Silvan Elves, born on Minui (1st) Laer (June), the year 3400 of the Second Age, to a Noldo father (Ornalaurëon) and Nando mother (Abheniel). He is the leader of a contingent of The Malledhrim, known as 'Lamath uin le Taur' (Echo of The Forest). The way of the sword was not uncommon amongst most of the Galadhrim, but he favoured what everyone had a basic understanding of...the way of the bow and arrow. Always a lover of History, and the tales of Old; he quickly became learned in the Scholarly Arts, and oft frequented the Archives at Caras Galadhon.

is long life has taught him many things, his bow-arm is strong, as is his will. His eyes peer out from beneath golden locks, their silvery appearance seemingly peircing all that they fall upon. Many times, he has fought in skirmishes against the enemy. Often succeeding, sometimes failing. One such failure, was on the borders of the river called Limlaith, Orcs ambushed the patrol, and three survived alone. Andarne was the second of the trio. Following this, Andarne returned to his homeland, before venturing forth to see the world, and its wonders before coming to Ered Luin; whence he was caught up in a conflict nobody could prevent. A decade later, he visited the lands of Rohan, where he was gifted the title of 'Star-arrow' by an elderly Rohirrim whom Andarne saved. The sorrows of the Eldar are great, yet the Galadhrim do not have such a longing for The West. As such, Andarne will not dwindle, nor fade.

he light of Lórien will be shining with his people for all time, and Andarne will be there to guide it with as many of his kind that still remain. His life has been frought with peril, and lonliness. At a young age, his mother left for the West, his father was killed in battle. His sister was ravaged by Yrch, resulting in her death, and his Nephew and Niece sailed, like his mother. It was this lonliness, that resulted in his capture by Orcs. For many weeks, he was subject to torture, interrogation, and other fiendish mishaps. But Andarne stood strong, and did not falter in any means, even when the whips cracked at his flesh, or the brands of Yrch burned him. He does not oft speak of this to many, indeed; even his beloved Malainel did not know the full story. But one day, perhaps, he will share it to all that ask. It was after this horrible event, that Andarne took upon the Mantle of The Malledhrim, rising through the ranks quickly, to what you see today; a leader with the best of intentions at heart. Together, with Telfaras, Tiolas and Ioristiel, they seek to make the lands of Elvendom safer, for travellers and residents.

ove is no longer a burden for him, as he has found one that will hold his love forever; more than he has ever given to any other. Malliel. Though a short time spent together, both feel the same passion for one another, and after many, many weeks of lonliness, meditation in the wild, and seperation from all things civilised; Andarne feels the need for companionship. He hopes, dearly, that Malliel will accept him; and love him as he loves her. But duty will come first; something that the two of them understand. But their love, will keep them strong.

he past is more precious, says he. Andarne will always remember the tales of his ancestors, and his ancestors ancestors. Of Finrod and Men, of Gondolin, of Galadriel and all Elf-kin. But most of all, he remembers the lessons taught in each tale. Every little detail, he takes to heart; his pen is the sword, his voice is the shield. A feature of which he has mixed feelings about; one once said of the betrayer, Maeglin; "He resembled in face and form", "but in mood and mind he was the son of his father" and "His words were few save in matters that touched him near, and then his voice had a power to move those that heard him."

now that Andarne takes kindly to those in need, and delivers swift vengance to those who betray his trust. He obeys laws set in writing, and carries forth the banner of his people when it is needed. His age matters not, in his eyes; for it is but a number, a fraction of what he has yet to live. His foes quake when they hear his bowstring quiver, his arrows notch, and his roar; "An Elbereth! Edhellin Crist!" but one of many Elf-kin battle cries. He protects those who deserve it, and along with his kindred warriors, they will make the world safe once more.

f all his adventures, he keeps them locked away; within a chest. It's walls are of iron, and it's lock of steel. A simple thing, indeed. Within, are kept no secrets, but truths. And he does not hesitate to let others read the contents, for there is nothing to hide.

n Ornalaurëon and Abheniel; Andarne's Parents:

rnalaurëon was a soldier in the Noldorim Army, though indirectly descended from the Vanyar (through his father), and loyal to the cause of Gil-galad and his people. Many years he had served, rising quickly through the ranks. After many, many years of battle; Gil-galad took his troops to rest, and let them go their own way, if for a little while. It was when he came to the land of Lothlorien, that he met Abheniel, a refugee from Ered Luin. She, herself, was from an obscure background, child to parentless parents, now deceased; and one of the Elves who did not partake the journey from Cuiviénen to Valinor. When their eyes locked across the crowded lands love burst like an inferno in their hearts, and not long after, they were with child. Settling down in Lothlórien, under the rule of Lord Amdír, father to Amroth; who took upon the mantle of Lórinand. Not long after Lindvai, Andarne's elder sister, was born; Abheniel was pregnant with Andarne. Ornalaurëon was summoned back to the army, a decision he would later regret, as it would be his last in Middle-earth. He died on the slopes of Mordor, along with hundreds of his kin. Abheniel, distraught by grief, set westward, many years after she gave birth to Andarne, leaving her children to whatever fate they might make for themselves, until the ships started sailing, and she rejoined the ancient journey she once refused to partake in. Abheniel regretted leaving her progeny, but she felt in her heart, a need to go to a home never lived in by herself, yet her children should face the sorrows she herself, could not bear.

Family Tree of Andarne

Timeline of Andarne