It is said of the Mirkwood elves that they are more dangerous and less wise than others of their kind. Ethuilon is a perfect example of this. Though he's a very capable shot with a bow, and can hold his own in a close-quarters knife-fight, he is not known for making good life decisions.

He fought as part of Thranduil's army outside Erebor, where he suffered the loss of his right leg below the knee. Though he still can use a bow and a knife, thanks to a dwarven-made prosthetic, it's taking him some time to adapt to his new disability, and he has spent the last seventy years picking up and discarding various trades.

Up until twenty years ago, he also took occasional journeys outside the wood in the direction of Erebor and Dale - much to the suspicion of his kin.

Although for most of his life he was known as cheerful and gregarious among his people, he spent the last two decades in relative seclusion, following the death of his sister Echuirel. It is said that he cut off most of his hair and sequestered himself in Thranduil's halls, and, if he ventured outside in the interim, took care to make sure he was not seen by others.

During this time, he became known as Rethor - one who endures or remains. Though the name was probably intended as a compliment, he seemed to tolerate it rather than welcome it, and still calls himself Ethuilon outside of the wood.

He left recently to wander Middle-Earth and "broaden his knowledge of its music" - although he spends most of his time broadening his knowledge of wine instead.

Rumour has it he would no longer be welcome back in the woods of his home.

OOC note

Ethuilon does not have much of a reputation - he's only been around for three centuries, did not take part in any recent fighting, and has no notable deeds outside of "hanging around with Naugrim too much". However, you can elect to have met him before. A Dwarf of Erebor might know him as "that weird elf who used to spend suspicious amounts of time with Kolbrandr". A Mirkwood elf might know him as an amateur musician who tells rubbish jokes, or "that guy who cut off all his hair that one time".

His sister, Echuirel, was better-known; a capable warrior with a fierce spirit, about five hundred years old at the time of her death. Feel free to have met her!