Amarthniel Ídhrambar

Name Amarthniel
Just a traveling warrior at the service of anyone in need.
She is a traveler, but has homes in Lindon, in The Shire, and in Rivendell.
Outward Appearance

Although young-looking in the manner of Elves, her features are marked by the griefs and sorrows of loss and death.


Since she is mostly a traveler and wanderer, her clothing is more often than not worn out and not showy. She is not prone to dresses and  such, for she rarely attends occasions where such attires might be necessary. Indeed, she cares little for that kind of appearance nowadays.

Tall and lean, pale-skinned. In these later years, she wears her hair rather short, and its color is similar to that of her mother: an ashy, light brown hue, somewhat darker than hers, perhaps as a result from her father's side, whose hair was dark. From him she also inherited her bright gray-blue eyes, along with the piercing, heavy look on them.


Truly, to Amarthniel's both joy and despair, she is the living image of her father, in female and Elven form. Raised by him, she got his same disposition of mood and temper: severe, taciturn and yet quick to anger, strong-willed, proud, a firm pursuer of justice and an enemy of mockery, derisions and wrong-doings. With the passing of the ages, however, the longing for years long gone, for her lost family, and the wisdom that comes with age, she has become much more patient and forgiving.


Despite everything, she is easily moved by the genuine needs and pains of others, and she will do all under her power, to the very extremes of her abilities and beyond, to help those who might need it, for she can never rest knowing that  she can do more for the aid of others.

Since she found a haven for her hurt heart amongst the Hobbits, with them she's learned to be merrier and to laugh often, something she rarely did before, because of the many misfortunes of her life.



There is indeed one year missing from most tales, from the day when Túrin son of Húrin left Doriath, and until he joined the Gaurwaith; in that time, he met a wandering Nandorin maiden by the name of Edhellen, who reminded him of a lost, forgotten friend from his childhood. Amarthniel was born in those forests to them both, but soon after, her mother was murdered by some of the many groups of outlaws that dwelled around the area, when her father was not with them. Therefater she was raised by him, despite the burden of raising a child in the wild, for he could not leave her under someone else's care at the time. Then, as years passed, despite his attempts to send her away in order to keep her safe, and the secrecy that both kept of her identity and their kinship, in an attempt to keep Amarthniel safe from her father's curse, they were never truly apart.

The stories never tell of her, but she was always there, hidden, in the background; from the time in Amon Rûdh until Turambar's stay amongst the Men of Brethil in Ephel Brandir, later witnessing his impaled corpse in Cabed Naeramarth. Amarthniel then passed under the care of King Thingol and Queen Melian, meeting Húrin Thalion during his brief visit there, when he called her Ídhrambar, after her longing for her father and his ruined fate.

She served as a warrior in Menegroth, and she later met Dior Eluchíl and his family, who, being related to her, brought her some peace of mind until the fall of Doriath, when her inability to find and save Eluréd and Elurín consumed her in grief. In that time she met Maedhros, son of Fëanor.
Moving then in search of Elwing, she met Eärendil, her cousin, and again peace returned to her heart. But this did not last long, for soon the attack on the Havens of Sirion, and her belief on the death of Elwing and the captivity of her twin sons brought desperation back to her life. Later, after she found them under the care of Maglor, and witnessing the children's love for him, she remained with them, (developing, as well, love for the remaining sons of Fëanor), until the War of Wrath.

After these events were over, even though Morgoth had been defeated, Amarthniel knew that his influence on Arda yet lingered, and thus, he was not truly gone. So, despite Eönwë's message to follow into her father's destiny and die as a child of Man, she chose to remain as an Elf, until the last of Morgoth's designs were eradicated from the world; even though this choice meant that she would never see her father again.


I'm aware of what I appear to be doing with such an OC, but this is my homage to my own father, who recently passed away. This was the OC I used to play with him and his friends (all huge Tolkien nerds), when they all got together for some TTRPG sessions set in Tolkien's universe, for my dad most of the time played as Túrin Turambar. I want to leave a living note of those days. That's all.

So, I love you, dad. See you on the other side.


Any that would align themselves with Evil.
The star of Eärendil, which reminds her that she is not alone; the sea and sea-faring, despite the bitter memories it brings her, for it holds many joyful ones as well; The Shire, the simple life of its good folk, and the peace they bring to her.
Evil beings and persons, hipocrites, dragons (DESPISES them), and more than anything, Morgoth.
The promise and her own oath to remain on Middle-earth until the last remnants of Morgoth's designs are erased from Arda.

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