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arofili · 9 months

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lord of the rings ladies week day four | women of the south | ellanel meldatári | @lotrladiessource

Ellanel was the daughter of Evrindil, daughter of Elessar and Undómiel. She was dear to her uncle King Eldarion, and when he advancing in years had no children of his own, he named her his heir in the tradition of Númenor. Thus upon his deathbed, Eldarion surrendered the scepter to his niece, and she was named Ellanel Meldatári, First Ruling Queen of the Dúnedain in Middle-earth and Third High Monarch of the Reunited Kingdom. In her first years as Queen, she faced an attempted coup in the form of the Cult of the Dark Tree, but with the aid of her younger brothers Prince Tondir the Just and Prince Malfinor the Wise, she subdued the rebellion and prevented the rise of a New Shadow like unto the one vanquished by her grandfather King Elessar. Queen Meldatári ruled wisely and justly for nearly a century, much beloved by her people, and traveled far and wide, treating with her neighbors in their own lands and strengthening many alliances that would hold for generations after her reign.

[Ellanel is a Sindarin name altered from Ellonel, a rejected name for Arwen. Strictly it translates as “elf-daughter,” but I’ve chosen to interpret it as a compound of elda (“elf”) and aranel, meaning alternately “elf king” (as in Dior Aranel) and “princess” (as in Emerwen Aranel), which would give the translation “elf princess.” Meldatári is a Quenya name meaning “beloved queen.”]

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ettelenethelien · 2 months

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Headcanons for Aragorn and Arwen's kids

Eldarion:

So, he's the 100% canonical one... and I haven't got that much to say about him? Probably because he's canon, but...

He's known he'll one day be king since birth and it's always seemed the most natural thing in the world. He wears his heirship like well-worn coat; it's just that obvious a thing for him.

I don't mean he's entitled, by no means. If he lost this surety, he'd be disoriented, but he'd survive. As is, however, he knows he'll be king and it's as much a truth of life for him as grass being green or anything.

He's got this very specific air about him that's been common to all the half-elven boys (of his line at least, if there are more somewhere). It's not really definable, but if you stood him up next to Elladan/Elrohir/Elros/Elrond/even Eärendil at his age, it would have been obvious they're related.

Visually, he mostly takes after Arwen.

Long later, his first child is a daughter and Aragorn manages to get the law changed to allow for Ruling Queens in the future, citing the fact that his straight line of descent from Elros leads through two women who were unfairly passed over for the throne.

Gilraen Larinquë

For some reason I've decided the daughters both have a Sindarin and Quenya name each. Eldarion should also have one more name then, tbh, but I haven't come up with any.

"Gilraen" (S) is self explanatory. "Larinquë" (Q) popped into my head without explanation one day and associated itself very tightly with the character. It's the name of a tree that grew in Númenor ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

She usually goes by Larinquë.

She's got golden hair, which surprised literally everyone, because people of the line of Lúthien are typically dark. Her parents decide she must take after Galadriel, because that's the last person in her family tree to be blonde (actually there's also Eärendil but neither Arwen nor Aragorn ever saw him), but at some point Glorfindel pronounces her a carbon copy of Indis.

No one knows how come. The half-elven are famous for yielding people that look identical to their ancestors, but it's usually Lúthien. Still, Glorfindel should know so they shrug and move on.

Her character doesn't entirely fit in with the rest of the family either. No one knows where she got that certain primness and an exaggerated sense of what is proper, but she is like that.

They don't understand her, but respect her nonetheless.

When it comes to opinions on certain extended relatives, she absolutely loathes Fëanor & Sons in all the tales. She doesn't even think them narratively fascinating, just infuriating.

All of A&A's children are very musical (it took like a dozen generations of descent from Melian for the house of Elros to first produce someone who wasn't), but she's the most accomplished at playing the largest variety of instruments. Like virtuoso-level accomplished.

People are very surprised when after being quite suspicious of "those barbaric peoples in the South" she strikes up a friendship with the daughter of an ambassador.

Look, she knows how to admit she was wrong. That she now knows better. And she's always been too well-behaved to ever be impolite to somebody's face, that too, so turning a new leaf comes easily enough.

In fact the ambassador's daughter becomes her best friend and she visits her homeland with her one day.

And gets engaged to her cousin.

He's a scholar and they end up living in Minas Tirith where he translates things back and forth, sometimes official stuff, but also a lot of art, and dabbles in anthropology.

Eireniel Elrenë

"Eireniel" (S) means "daughter of kings", and tbh it's very appropriate, because there's few people descended from more kings in the world.

If it's formed analogously to "Eirenion"... well, that was a coincidence, thought it's not like Arwen is loath to commemorate her father's one-time best friend.

"Elrenë" (Q) means "memory of elves" and it might be a mothername of foresight actually??

Arwen spends a lot of time telling her children of the house of Finwë. Like, a lot.

But it's not just, or even mostly the legends. So much of it is composed of the stories Galadriel had told her once, of those little moments that never made it into history books, of who was like what in childhood... She doesn't think it should be forgotten.

And songs. Arwen knows a lot of songs that would mostly be scholarly interest at this point. And she teaches them to her kids, but mostly to Eireniel. Eireniel walks around Minas Tirith singing old songs of Doriath and Dorthonion in archaic dialects.

And one day, after Arwen is gone, she will decides to wrote those things up. And she does. It's not a typical history book, but it depicts everyone concerned as actual flesh-and-bone people. It becomes pretty popular for that.

On a different note, she also takes after Arwen and forms another link in the grand tradition of being Lúthien look-alikes.

Ok, it's not that simple actually. She does take after her father significantly and isn't identical to her mother. But when Celeborn first sees her after she goes through puberty, he takes a step back and exclaims "another one!". So the ressemblance is definitely there.

She and Eldarion are very close. Yes, poor Larinquë is the odd one out in this equation.

When it comes to musicality, she may not be as accomplished a player as her sister, but she really lives and breathes and thinks in music.

You know how people in ME are said to sometimes hear echoes of the Ainulindalë in the sea? Well, this is way stronger in Melian's descendants and doesn't only pertain to qater. In Eireniel's generation it's significantly weakend, but it's still there, and it shows.

Eireniel is just slightly weird.

There was this one time she stood in front of the sea somewhere in the coastal regions, and sang, and... things happened. There were people around, and they were intrigued to say the least.

She ends up marrying a son of the Lord of Dol Amroth and moving to the coast. She likes it there.

She has two children, Ëarnil and Eärwen and they're both silver haired. This is possibly even rarer than Larinquë's gold.

Two last completely random headcanons are that she enjoys sparring and has a funny habit of imitating birdcalls, which ability she bargained with a gardener to teach her as a child.

#mmm... I wonder if it shows that I first created Eireniel at c. 14 and she probably was a bit of an overdone teenage alter ego #not that she was ever meant to represent teen me closely but probably had elements of wish-fulfilment in her #...#I'm pretty sure I'm forgetting something important #but I suppose I'll edit it in if it returns to me.#//#my post #Tolkien #lotr #arwen's daughters #Aragorn and Arwen's daughters #Eldarion #tolkien headcanons #lord of the rings

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sallysavestheday · 9 months

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Tolkien drabble-a-day month continues! Thank you to @lotrladiessource for the great prompts for LOTR Ladies Week -- I’ve been having fun. Short bites of Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, Vidumavi, Gimli’s (furious) mother, Finduilas of Dol Amroth, Galadriel, Arwen’s daughters, and Eowyn are all to be found in Melodies Great and Small.

The rest of this month’s drabbles are in Fëanorians in Seventeen Kisses and Every Day a Change in the Weather.

I’m still taking prompts! Send me an ask and I’ll send you back 100 words of micro-Tolkien between now and August 1.

#my fic #fic recs #lobelia #vidumavi #gimli's mother #finduilas of dol amroth #galadriel #arwen's daughters #eowyn #tolkien fanfiction #July 2023 drabbles #lotrladiesweek

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juniemoe · 6 months

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ARWEN: lolth-sworn drow | noble | sorcerer | ♡ minthara

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞

Women who are caught between worlds, or between who they are. Both light and darkness are within them. Do they stay within their safe confounds, or branch out and find adventure? These women are challenging traditional norms and societal standards. They’re strong, and fierce, while upholding their femininity.

𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑦 𝑃𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑒

𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑖

𝐴𝑟𝑤𝑒𝑛

𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑛

𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑜𝑣

𝑆𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑎 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑘

𝑆𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑛

𝐹𝑒𝑦𝑟𝑒 𝐴𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑛

𝐴𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑎

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adhd-merlin · 8 months

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“You don’t think there’s something wrong with her, do you?” Gwen asks Merlin, with sudden worry. She presses her cheek against Ygraine’s forehead. “She doesn’t feel warm. She's drunk her milk as normal. It’s just… the crying.” “I’m sure it’s nothing,” Merlin reassures her. He holds out his arms. “Come on. Let me have a go.” Arthur eyes him doubtfully. “It won’t work,” he says. “Worth a try, isn't it?” Merlin says, with perhaps unwarranted optimism, and wiggles his fingers at Gwen. After a moment’s hesitation, Gwen peels Ygraine off her chest, and Merlin goes to take her. He picks her up and holds her with her head cradled in the crook of his arm, so that she's looking up at him. They all hold their breath as Ygraine's big, brown eyes set on Merlin’s face. She blinks a few times and goes still, and seems to study him for a moment. “Hello, little lady,” Merlin says, and she opens her mouth to let out a happy gurgle. “Oh, great,” Arthur says, in the misleadingly pleasant tone he sometimes adopts when feeling extremely peeved. “She hates me.” “She doesn't hate you,” Gwen says. The way she says it makes it clear that it’s a sentence she had to use on him before, and one she doesn’t care to repeat. “Well, clearly she does. Look at her.” Arthur gestures to Ygraine, now looking disrespectfully content in Merlin’s arms. His eyes travel up to Merlin’s face, and he narrows them at him. “Is it magic?” “No!” Merlin says, a bit insulted at the idea that Arthur could think him capable of using magic on his baby. On any baby, really. “I wouldn’t be upset if it was,” Arthur says. “I might even be happy to hear it.” “It’s not magic.” Merlin laughs despite himself, although Arthur looks worryingly serious. “Sorry. Just my natural charm.” “Perhaps it’s just seeing a new face,” Gwen ventures. “A new face? She saw him yesterday.” Arthur steps towards Merlin to frown down at Ygraine. “And surely she can't be tired of my face already, it's only been two months.” Merlin takes the chance to turn and stare at Arthur’s face, as if to examine it closely. “It takes some getting used to, to be fair. Give her a bit longer.” Arthur gives him a withering look. He’s apparently too tired to come up with an appropriate comeback, which only seems to irritate him further, and Merlin’s quite sure that the only thing saving him from being thumped over the head is the fact that he’s holding his daughter.

from: vignette iii — butterflies

#its my blog etc #merlin calling gwen's daughter “little lady”. very important to me actually #merlin #merlin fanfiction #arwen #merwenthur #mergwenthur #*

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shy-blue-blossom · 1 year

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Scary Day

Aragorn

After the war and all the fighting because of the dark lord, peace has finally graced Middle-earth. While everyone was enjoying themselves, there were still the problems of the remaining Orcs and uki-hai wondering middle-earth. That did not stop Aragorn and Arwen from having a son fourteen years after a little girl. A month after their son's birthday, they were blessed with a little girl, and they could not have been happier.

Four years later.

While Aragorn was teaching his son, Aaron, more techniques with a sword, Arwen was looking after their little girl, who had gotten lost in the castle once again. So as she was looking for her, she deemed it right to tell Aragorn and Aaron about it, well she told everyone in the castle that she was lost and if anyone saw her and they were to take her to either herself or Aragorn.

As they were searching the castle, they didn't think to look in the royal garden where all the beautiful flowers and breathtakingly tall trees. While the little princess was sitting in the gardens minding her own business and playing with the flowers, she didn't notice the things behind her.

Aragorn, Arwen and Aaron were looking all over the castle until Aaron said about the royal gardens and she could be there. When they arrived, they saw her playing with the flowers, but the shadow in the trees didn't go unnoticed by Aragorn.

"Y/n came here, please." He called to his little girl.

She looked to see her father, and the biggest grin found its way onto her face as she stood up and ran to her father, kneeling to hug her. He stood straight once again when her arms were around his neck, and his arm wrapped around her to stop her from falling. They began to go inside until Aragorn heard a string being pulled back. He put y/n down, who looked like she was about to cry, but when she looked up to him, reeling her pointy ears that she got from Arwen, she, too, heard the strings of bows being pulled back. Arwen had already got her in her arms and ran inside, closely followed by Aaron and Aragorn. Once inside, Aragorn began to give orders, and Arwen held y/n close. After everyone got into place, they made their way outside like nothing was happening, but when Orc began to fall to the ground, dead, they also began to help.

When everything had stopped, Aragorn looked to see elves standing there and at the front was a smiling Legolas. As he was about to say something, Aragorn heard people screaming and made his way back inside the castle to see an Orc with a scared little girl with h/c hair and watery e/c eyes was being held with a dagger to her throat. Instead of saying anything, he made his way up to the Orc and was about to cut his head off when he brought the dagger closer to y/n's neck. While he was having a staring contest with the Orc, Legolas made his way behind the Orc and grabbed his arm that had the dagger in and pulled it away from her neck, and the arm that was holding her was also pulled out. She dropped to the floor and crawled out from the Orc and towards her father. He scooped her up and hid her face in his neck as Legolas killed the Orc, and a guard dragged him outside to be burned alongside the other Orcs. When Aragorn moved to look at y/n's face, she did not move her face as she had her legs and arms tightly wrapped around him as she was crying softly. Arwen made her way over to them and hugged them both, and pulled Aaron in too.

A week later and the four-year-old still hadn't left the side of her mother, brother and mostly her father, and they did not mind because they knew where she was. Legolas was still in the kingdom, and she had already thanked him for saving her. One day Aragorn was looking over the city when a sudden happy giggle filled his ears and when he turned around, he saw little y/n being tickled by Aaron, who were both by the door, and y/n was in her brother's arms.

"Brother! Brother! Stop! Stop!" She cried in between giggles and laughter from Aaron.

"Never! For I'm going to keep my little sister all to myself." Aaron called as he stopped for a second and that was enough time for her to escape his grip and run into the room their father was in.

"Ada! Ada! Help me!" She called as she made pick-me-uppy hands as she ran towards him.

He didn't hesitate to pull her up when she got into arm's distance and swing her around, then bring her into a nice warm hug and kiss her forehead. He looked down at her to be greeted by a big grin on her face.

"So, sweetie, will you tell me what you have been up to with your brother?" He asked, and all she did was look towards Aaron with her head tilted to the side with a face debating whether to tell him or not.

"Well, when I had archery lessons with Uncle Legolas, she decided to have a go, with the help of uncle Legolas, of course. Then we played together and had something to eat. I read to her, and she played with nana for a while until I started to chase her and tickle her. She came to you." Aaron explained as he looked at y/n with brotherly love in his eyes and a bond that won't be easily broke.

When he looked down at her, she gripped his tunic, and he had a protective arm wrapped around her. He sat down and began to rock her backwards and forwards as she fell asleep in his arms, then Arwen came in with a blanket and when she saw Aragorn cradling y/n and talking quietly to Aaron as well she had a smile on her face and made her way over to them.

"It seems she beat me to it." Arwen said after placing the blanket onto her sleeping daughter.

"Nap Time?" Both Aragorn and Aaron asked at the same time.

She nodded then went to take her but was told otherwise by Aragorn who was enjoying holding his little princess like that, in his arms.

The end.

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#x reader #reader #x child reader #x daughter reader #sister reader #x sister reader #lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings #Aragorn x daughter reader #aragorn x reader #Arwen x daughter reader #x daughter!reader #x sister!reader #scary day

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sauronnaise · 2 years

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How Arwen got her name

Elrond: We need to find a name for our daughter.

Celebrían: Eärwen!

Elrond: We can't. That's your grandmother's name.

Celebrían: Fine. Arwen, then.

Elrond: Did you just-

Celebrían: Remove the 'e'? Yeah.

#elrond #celebrían #arwen #tolkien #shitpost #incorrect tolkien quotes #crack #incorrect lotr quotes #the lord of the rings #eärwen #how to name your baby daughter #when hubby doesn't want her to be named after your grandma #a tutorial by celebrían celeborniel #all hail teleporno #galadriel would be proud

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dianaladrislovebot · 20 days

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sometimes i mourn the fact that lana was probably an insanely different person before the fayz bc the gaiaphage effectively broke her :(

#like that’s my daughter let me cry #gone series #the gone series #gone michael grant #michael grant #fayz #the fayz #lana arwen lazar

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not-rome · 6 months

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finally writing single dad merlin after literal months of just talking about ideas for it. literally having so much fun right now

#i have so many ideas for this tbh #all of them have aithusa as his daughter arthur as coparent (not romantic) freya as the mom and gwaine as her brother (fun uncle gwaine)#also there's mercelot which is required as well as arwen #aithusa is determined to get her aunt gwen and uncle arthur together #also nurse merlin is a necessity #i'm writing a halloween version that's not at all like the main story idea but it's cute and fun and fluff which i never write #remus talks

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griffinsabina · 8 months

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#playchoices #my choices #the royal finale #trr daughter #eleanor rys #liam rys #arwen estrella #the royal romance

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theoppositeofprofound · 2 years

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Actually, the two main genders in Tolkien’s work are Daughter and Son.

#tolkien #wife and husband are also big ones #as are king queen princess etc #vassal’s another significant gender #Hero that one gets some people #heir is a significant one #but overwhelmingly a lot of them are daughters or sons #Éowyn? a woman yes but at her core a Daughter #and a Niece which is a daughter subtype #Faramir? That’s a Son #Arwen? absolutely a Daughter #even Feanor’s gender when it comes down to it is entirely Son #look at Beren and Lúthien my sweet mold breakers the ones who escaped #the ones who got their happy ending #look at how people DESCRIBE them #honestly I think this is one of the parts of reading his work #that feels the most historical #how weighted everyone is by the bonds of birth #even when they get out (Celebrimbor I think is not a Son by the time we see him in the second age) they’re still a bit warped #Galadriel breaking out of her cage of daughter and making the tough choice of whether to be a dark sorceress or a fair lady #maybe both?

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ettelenethelien · 3 months

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I'm lowkey obsessed about how weird it must have been for the children of Arwen and Aragorn sometimes. To look back on family history (i.e. history because that family is history) and see all that.

There would have been some aspects I know and understand. Realising generations of opressors tried to destroy your people and now you're here and they are gone, and the mere fact that you're alive, and not a slave either, is the victory of a thousand lost battles. I know that. Probably enough people do.

But there's other stuff and it's not something I can make an analogy from my own experience about. They're the newest scions of the House of Finwë, sort of, but that house is otherwise gone in Middle-Earth. They have hardly any cousins. Family trees are supposed to grow with time, but theirs ends in just them (I know it's a bit different with elves but still). Something like a fresh bloom on a branch almost dead. Perhaps more hopeful than tragic but still very lonely. Eldarion comes of age. Maybe the House has a special coming-of-age custom, but there's only his mother, Elladan and Elrohir to show it to him.

Are they even really of the House? They're mortals after all. But there's no one else left.

And then there's the hard-to-live-up-to-ness of it all. "My three-times-great-grandmother walked into Angband and I'm scared of heights". How do you deal with that.

Yeah, I'm obsessed.

#Eldarion #arwen's daughters #aragorn x arwen #house of finwë #my post #fourth age #Tolkien #lotr #tolkien meta

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sallysavestheday · 9 months

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@lotrladiessource For Day 6 of LOTR Ladies Week, have 100 words of textual ghosts (Arwen’s daughters).

Dark as otters, sleek as seals, Eldarion’s sisters slip through history like half-seen aquatic creatures, dodging, diving away when the hold of a true tale threatens. One is a singer with a laugh like a thunderstorm: rich and round and ringing, a sound that echoes from wall to wall until the city shines and trembles with her mirth. The other bends her elegant brows over miniatures crafted in jewel-dust, an echo of the Noldor in the Mannish South: fair mementos of the imagined past assemble under her hands. They are born, loved, and forgotten, like mist over water, passing on.

Still taking prompts for July Tolkien drabbles. Send me an ask and I'll send you back 100 words :).

#lotrladiesweek #my fic #Arwen’s daughters #July 2023 drabbles

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khaleesi-rose · 8 months

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The way that these two own my heart!! I wish I could have a bond like this irl!!

#arwen evenstar #lotr arwen #elrond peredhel #my fav daddy and daughter duo #elrond #lotr elves #lotr #rivendell #imma go cry now #arwen undomiel

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arofili · 2 years

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@tolkienocweek day seven | freeform | alwedeth findóriel and calemir artahéri

After their reembodiment in Valinor, Finduilas Faelivrin and Gwindor Guilinion were wed at long last, and in the Fourth Age they brought two children into the world. The elder was Alwedeth Findóriel, named for her parents’ happiness and in honor of her mother, while the younger was Calemir Artahéri, named for her green eyes, foresight of her future craft, and in honor of her mother’s father Artaresto and her father’s mother Maicahéri. Alwedeth grew into a beautiful young socialite, making friends easily and entering the political sphere of Tirion where Arafinwë her ancestor ruled, while Calemir was more reserved, becoming a dedicated and talented jewelsmith under the tutelage of her parents’ friend and cousin Celebrimbor, eventually even marrying his daughter Rodwen Mailindië.

[image description: 4 images arranged in 2 rows of 2. 1: my OC Alwedeth, represented here by Holliday Grainger in her role as Lucrezia Borgia. she is a woman with very pale skin and braided blonde hair, wearing an orange outfit with puffy sleeves, orange earrings, and an orange necklace. the image is captioned with the name “Alwedeth” and subtitled with the name translation “propserous one” 2: close-up of a blonde woman’s hair pulled into a bun, displaying a hairpiece of gold and green beads and gems designed to look like leaves. the image is captioned with the name “Findóriel” and subtitled with the name translation “noble hair daughter” 3: close-up of a silver necklace with a large green gem pendant, resting on a green book. the image is captioned with the name “Calemir” and subtitled with the name translation “green jewel” 4: my OC Calemir, represented here by a Polish model photographed by Beata Banach. she is a woman with light olive skin and brown hair pulled into a bun, wearing an orange and yellow old-fashioned dress with blue ribbons. the image is captioned with the name “Artahéri” and subtitled with the name translation “high lady” end image description.]

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