Scholar and Mistress of Lore.
|Age||Less than a thousand.|
|Residence||A terraced house near the shipyards of Mithlond is her home. At present, however, she is spending time in Rivendell.|
Aearlinn's initial foray into aiding her folk defend themselves from the growing sense of darkness, and what lay behind it, was as a proud member of the Mithdirith of the Havens as her grandfather had once been. However, after the passing of but little over a year she decided it best that she parted their company.
Innitially she returned disillusioned to Mithlond; to her work in the sail lofts and her studies with the Lady Cirthel and with the visiting Nolde who had first inspired her with tales of ages past. For the shortest time she believed it was the moment for her to perminantly leave the land of her birth - the rising tide of events was too much for any of her folk to withstand, even Cirdan the Wise. Yet to forsake Middle-Earth when others could not was not in her nature, neither would she be parted as yet from those loyal creatures she loved. Finally, there were the words of the Lady Danel at the time of her return to the east.
So after the passing of but a season Aearlinn ventured out from Mithlond with just her ravens, her eagle (and the ocassional gull) - as she had done many times before. Now it took all her skills to traverse Lindon safely, as she too headed east.
"If the power and knowledge to resist the darkness yet remains in these lands," Lady Danel had said, "it is to be found in Rivendell and in the Golden Wood. I go to aid the folk of Lord Elrond in whatever way I may, that my own life is not in vain."
It was Aearlinn's intent to follow the path of her first mentor; to seek to go against the tide of those many folk heading to the sea. So it was that she arrived for the second time in the Vale wherein lay the Last Homely House, and came upon those of the Bar-en-Vanimar.
Her parents still dwell in Mithlond, though are planning to sail West on the same ship as she when the time comes.
None she knows of.
All creatures untainted by corruption - particularly birds. The sea, and coastlands of Lindon. Good music, good and honest company. Studying ancient manuscripts, and anything pertaining to Elven Lore.
She hates nothing, but would rather avoid the presence of overly egotistic individuals. Such is the path of the fallen ones.
Her motivation has changed of late. Once her goal was to enjoy the beauty of life with friends and family. Now she tries to make what small stand she may for the light in a darkening world.
Look behind the pleasing fascade, the sweetened words that would lead to misplaced trust. In such ways did Morgoth and Sauron deceive many. Truth is the true beauty!