#maeglir

[rohavon]

Maeglir/Laicalíro bust for my own reference

[moved-to-rohavon]

mallovorel and maeglir just being domestic

mal is a friend’s oc, maegs is mine :) 

[loremastering]

i didnt realize how huge the water lilies in beorns house were until i did a size comparison 

[paperdoe]

(Maeglir)

Essence

Alias: Maeglir.

Other names: Laicalíro (Quenya, Valinor dialect) 

Race/class: Vanyar/Noldor High elf Minstrel.

Sexuality: Heterosexual. 

Gender: Male.

Age: 7000 at least.

Nature

Compassionate + Perceptive + Brave + Intuitive + Adventurous + Creative + Loving

Secretive - Cynical - Haughty - Volatile - Pessimistic - Despondent

History

1st age: Born into Valinor during the Years of the Trees to parents of both the Noldor and Vanyar. As a kid, discovered his love for music, and would always be seen traveling with a song in his heart and a tune whistling from his lips. Grew proficient at multiple instruments made during those days. His favorite proved to be the harp.

After the silmarils were taken by Morgoth, his younger brother and noldorin mother were roused by Feanor’s speech and wished to follow him. While Maeglir understood why, he himself was not, and wanted to stay in Valinor. Nether less he went with the host of Fingolfin to Middle-Earth, by order of his father to keep the rest of their family safe. His mother went with Feanor’s host to Alqualondë , and became a kin-slayer, and their Vanyarin father remained in the Blessed Land. Thus their family became estranged.

After staying for a time in and around Lake Mithrim, Went with Finrod Felegund to Nargothrond to dwell there with his brother, while his mother wandered. Had little to no contact with her. Though he knew how to defend himself, Maeglir learned more of the art of war in the underground city. Managed to balance both his studies of music and fighting. Participated in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, in which he lost his brother, who fell in battle. After Nargothrond was later sacked, he fled to Ossiriand, where the green elves were kind enough albeit wary, to shelter him for awhile.

Participated in the War of Wrath, in which he was reunited with his father for a brief moment. They both mourned heavily for the lost brother, and his mother whom he learned had become a servant of Celegorm, and had fallen in Doriath when the sons of Feanor tried to wrest the silmaril from King Dior. Managed to escape the breaking of Belariand by a hair. He never lost his passion for music despite all this, though lamentations were the only songs he would write and sing for awhile.

2nd age: Lived in Lindon for a long time. Dealt with his grief by throwing himself into further study and performance of music and song. He quickly began to master it more proficiently than he ever had before. Maeglir even saw fit to start his own school of song in Lindon. Participated in the War of the Last Alliance, though he suffered a deadly blow from a nazgul. So devasating was the wound that he became comatose for millennia. Woke up severely weak and confused. But with much healing, is slowly starting to become a part of life in Middle Earth. Though he has vowed to leave once Sauron is defeated and all set right.

Late Third Age, present time: Slowly regained his skills of music, song, and fighting. Is heavy in heart most days, but finds glimpses of joy here and there. His deep voice can be gentle and healing, yet it can strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. Though deep inside Maeglir there is a desire to rest and find further healing, for now, a war drum beats within his heart. He is focused on defeating Sauron and his minions before he leaves these shores for good.

[eomer]

Essence

Alias: Maeglir.

Race/class: Vanyar/Noldor High elf Minstrel.

Sexuality: Bisexual.

Gender: Male.

Age: 7000 at least.

Nature

Compassionate + Perceptive + Brave + Intuitive + Adventurous + Creative + Loving

Secretive - Cynical - Haughty - Volatile - Pessimistic - Despondent

Brief Background

1st age: Born into Valinor during the Years of the Tree’s. As a kid, discovered his love for music, and would always be seen traveling with a song in his heart and a tune whistling from his lips. Grew proficient at multiple instruments made during those days. But his favorite proved to be the harp. 

 After the silmarils were taken by Morgoth, his younger half sister and noldorin mother were roused by Feanor’s speech and wished to follow him. While Maeglir understood why, he himself was not, and wanted to stay in Valinor. Nether less he went with the host of Fingolfin to Middle-Earth, by order of his parents to keep his half sister safe. His mother went with Feanor’s host, and became a kin-slayer, and their Vanyarin father remained in the Blessed Land. Thus their family was estranged after. 

After staying for a time in and around Lake Mithrim, Went with Finrod Felegund to Nargothrond to dwell there with his sister, while his mother wandered. Had little to no contact with her. Though he knew how to defend himself, Maeglir learned more of the art of war in the underground city. Managed to balance both his studies of music and fighting. Participated in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, in which he lost his sister, who fell in battle. After the city was sacked, he fled to Ossiriand, where the green elves were kind enough albeit wary, to shelter him for awhile.

Participated in the War of Wrath, in which he was reunited with his father for a brief moment. They both mourned heavily for the lost sister, and his mother whom he learned had become a servant of Celegorm, and had fallen in Doriath when the sons of Feanor tried to wrest the silmaril from King Dior. Managed to escape the breaking of Belariand by a hair. He never lost his passion for music despite all this, though lamentations were the only songs he would write and sing for awhile.

2nd age: Lived in Lindon for a long time. Dealt with his grief by throwing himself into further study and performance of music and song. He quickly began to master it more proficiently than he ever had before. Maeglir even saw fit to start his own school of song in Lindon. Participated in the War of the Last Alliance, though he suffered a deadly blow from a nazgul. So deadly that he became comatose for millennia. Woke up severely weak and confused. But with much healing, is slowly starting to become a part of life in Middle Earth. Though he has vowed to leave once Sauron is defeated and all set right. 

Late Third Age, present time: Slowly regained his skills of music, song, and fighting. Is heavy in heart most days, but finds glimpses of joy here and there. His deep voice can be gentle and healing, yet it can strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies. Though deep inside Maeglir there is a desire to rest and find further healing, for now, a war drum beats within his heart. He is focused on defeating Sauron and his minions before he leaves these shores for good. 

[moved-to-rohavon]

it’s the eyebrows

[moved-to-rohavon]

some anatomy practice with maeglir. you aren’t allowed to see his hands sorry 

[moved-to-rohavon]

Life will flash before my eyes So scattered almost I want to touch the other side And no one thinks they are to blame Why can't we see That when we bleed we bleed the same - Muse little thing with my noldo/vanya oc maeglir.