Ananduriel My name, given to me by my father is Uluithiad Milui, but my mother later picked Ananduriel for my mother name. And that is what I answer to, as well as my nickname, Duriel. A lady should not have to speak of her age, but if I must narrow it down I will admit to knowing what a childhood in Doriath was like. And it was wonderful. My father, Idhrengil, was adoring, brave, sweet and loving, and all the things a father should be, and my mother, Faeriel, was, if not mild-tempered, at least of a good natured spirit, easily reduced to laughter at the antics me and my younger sister used to display. After the slaying of Thingol may father went after the dwarves with much hatred in his heart, along with many of our finest soldiers. I have not seen him since - but I refuse to believe that it means that he is dead. He could have been wounded, and led to Valinor by comrades. After some years of fruitless waiting my mother decided that we should follow the Lady Galadriel when she moved to Lorien. I quickly felt at home there, and within a few years I was wholeheartedly a Galadhrim, one of the tree people. About year 1200 or so in the second age my mother grew weary of waiting for my father, and decided her time in Middle Earth was done. She, my sister and I spent many years talking about whether we should all go together as a family, still believing firmly that my father would be found in Valinor - but Caranduriel and I decided that there was still much beauty in Middle Earth for us to enjoy, and that our time had not yet come. Of course we have promised our mother that we will someday join her - but not quite yet. Around the year 920 in the third age I found love. A short 187 years after that I gave birth to my daughter, whom her father name named Thunderbird, in our own private version of Tawarwaith that became Xeitl. I gave her the mother name Keet, only she and I know the significance of that. She uses them both together. Having inherited my mothers temper, I had a bit of a fall out with Celeborn some time ago, and the Lady suggested that a stay in Rivendell might be good for my health, and even better for her peace of mind. So for the past decade or two I've dwelt in Rivendell, always striving to better my temper, but often failing. Ah, but it's a nice place to try it, although I miss my husband, but after 2000 and so years, a break is in order. I visit back home often, and my sister visits me in Rivendell as well. My daughter is here with me too, and I have made many close friends, making me a very content elf. Back to the top Return to the front page of the book