#ladinion

[tathrin]

Some more Elves of Mirkwood, courtesy this picrew (and some heavy editing).

Legolas and his three closest childhood friends: Tulinwen, Gladhanar, and Ladinion. They're some of the last elves born before the Shadow fell over the forest, and maintain bright and youthful spirits despite the darkness that hangs over their lives.

Tiraran and Tarlas, Thranduil's two closest surviving friends and advisors. They are two of the oldest elves left in Mirkwood, and were both born before the Sun and Moon. It took them thousands of years to figure out they were in love.

Eregmegil and Hírilhúrin. Hírilhúrin is the chief (and much beleaguered) healer of the woods. Eregmegil is a Sinda of Doriath who was a child during the Kinslaying. Thranduil rescued him, and Eregmegil has been fanatically devoted to him ever since.

Tiraran, Eregmegil, and Hírilhúrin all fought for Greenwood in the Last Alliance, while Tarlas oversaw caring for the woods and those who stayed behind.

Tatharwen and Nivion, from Legolas's sister's generation. They were some of the first elves born after the war. (In fact, Nivion was one of the only elves actually born during the war, and he never met his father, who died in Mordor. He's not bitter.) Both are fierce fighters, and Tatharwen is especially famed for her dancing (but don't worry, she's just as graceful with her knives.)

Most of them have shown up in my Mirkwood fics already, and the ones who haven't will be making appearances in my Celebrimbor-Joins-The-Fellowship-AU story soon.

More picrews of my Greenwood OCs, including that sister, here!

[tathrin]

how would we give you a dwarf oc to borrow if we wanted to? asking for a friend

Ooh! Well, you can message me here, reblog or reply to the original post, leave it as a comment on the fic, write a post and tag or send it to me, whatever. I'm not picky about the format!

Unless you're asking more "how do I wrap-up a character and give them to someone else to use" than just logistically? If that's the case, just the basic foundational info about them would be great. I'll use some of the notes I keep on my Mirkwood elves to illustrate.

Merilgais — Silvan. oak-brown hair, grey eyes, elm-brown cheeks. Youngest daughter of Gilthawen, younger sister of Angmeril and Rhosslas. Short, wiry, fiercely cheerful. Sharp-featured, knife-blade smiles. Moves like a hummingbird; has trouble sitting still. Joy is spite against the Enemy so she is determined to be happy no matter what. Irreverent both by nature and in order to keep up other people's spirits; considers that her primary role in the forest. Prefers to fight with long-handled weapons. Favors a glaive but always carries a long knife too (sometime the trees are too thick for anything longer). Quick to anger and quick to laugh and quickest to throw herself into a fight. Crass and blunt, for an elf. (Learned a lot of swear words from Men during the Last Alliance.) Spent the three thousand years after the war refusing promotion to gon of a Greenwood company; finally reluctantly accepted a command shortly before the War of the Ring. Does not act respectful towards anyone "in authority" (including herself) but isn't as loose-canon as she seems: she respects experience and skill, just doesn't respect acting respectful. Treats Thranduil like a cross between a too-serious big brother whom it's her duty to bedevil into laughing and a climbing gym. Likes to be up high. Never met a tree (or tall person) she didn't want to scale.

Not that it has to be that detailed; there's just a lot to say about Merilgais (most in a tone of exasperation, I'm sure). Something more like this would work wonderfully too:

Ladinion — Silvan. beech-pale skin, cloud-pale brown hair. Gangly. Approx. sixty years older than Legolas. Earnest, anxious. Good archer, lacks confidence. Close to Gladhanar, but can get bowled-over by his friend's confidence and boisterousness. Particularly fair singing voice, although he is shy and sings only quietly and in groups unless pressed by his friends. Prone to blushing.

Tulinwen — Silvan. russet-brown skin, ruddy-crimson hair. Delicate-featured even for an elf, almost dainty. A little shorter than average. Has one wooden leg, cut-off a few inches below the knee. A singer and an archer, particularly renowned for her knack for shooting spiders dead right through the eyes. Shrewd, analytical, doesn't speak until she's thought things through.

Just a sort of quick cliff-notes "here's so-and-so." Does that help? (I hope so! Crossing my fingers for imminent dwarves!)