Giliath
TITLE:
Miruvorthaer (Master Vintner)
DESCRIPTION:
Giliath Lothdaimoth o nos Raavindonserke is tall, something over 6 1/2 feet. Long black hair is usually kept neatly gathered at the nape of his neck by a silver band wrought in the shape of a roaring lion. Sometimes a few braids can be seen woven along the side of his head, at other times it hangs loose. Dark grey eyes can appear almost black in some lights; in full sunlight flecks of green seem to swim in their depths. He has a thin nose, high cheekbones and sensitive lips. Well-muscled, he carries himself like a warrior, whether or not he happens to have a weapon with him. His general air is one of quiet confidence and he looks capable of caring for himself in almost any situation. On one long forefinger glints a double band of silver and gold; only on close inspection can it be seen that there are truly two rings. The gold is composed of interlocking mallorn leaves, and in the thin band of silver are leaping flames. Dark, tightly-fitted, forest green pants complete his outfit
PERSONA:
From Lorien, with kid. Winemaker extraordinaire. Avoids buildings. Also, watch out for the double personality bit.
HISTORY:
To see the long version (warning, it's really long) check my website: www.geocities.com/lothdaimoth. Beyond that, here's a basic overview.
Giliath awoke beneath the stars at Lake Cuivenen, and named himself after them. He began the westward journey to the sea, but halted when Thingol was missing and never crossed to Valinor. Dwelling near the sea, he allied himself to Turgon when the Noldor returned to Middle Earth, and followed him to Gondolin where he lived as a vintner for many years in peace. He was not part of the armies that Turgon sent out from Gondolin to aid his kin, but when the city was invaded, he took up a sword to fight on its behalf. Greatly wounded in the fighting, he none-the-less escaped safely and went and dwelt with Earendil and Elwing's people at the mouth of the Sirion.
Some, now, he turned to sailing and the building of such craft, yet ever his heart remained with the vines and the small vineyard he cultivated and the wines he made were when his heart was closest to knowing joy. Until again he was thrown unwilling into battle; for the sons of Feanor came upon them unawares and slaughtered nearly all who lived there. So again, Giliath lost the greater part of his friends and kindred, and it was with sorrow of heart that he followed Gil-galad north with the remnants that yet survived. And he came to both love and hate the sea; for it seemed to him that it had stolen first Tuor and Idril, and then Earendil and Elwing, and beyond that, it was from across the sea that the Noldor had come to slay his people. This he thought in his grief and pain, although he knew of the honor and valour of many others of that kindred. And the tale first heard of the wonders of Valinor were dimmed by grief.
At last, unable to find peace, he joined himself to others who crossed the mountains into the inner lands and found his way to Ost-in-Edhel, where once again elves of many kindreds dwelt in peace. Here he learned a little of the lore of the smiths, but as before, it was in the growing of grapes and vinting of wine that he began to regain a fragile peace and his long grief began to ease. But at last, Sauron encircled the city, and with the despair of the hopeless, Giliath took up sword once more and fought until a building falling crushed his spirit from his body and he fled to the long dark rest of Mandos' Halls.
All that long age and much of the next passed before one day, a babe gave his first cry beneath the golden leaves of Lorien. Named Lothdaimoth by his father and Darthalion by his mother, the child grew and thrived. Together with his cousin, Silgelir, he joined himself to those who ceaselessly guard the borders of the Golden Woods and it wasn't until Silgelir was slain, that he found he had grown weary of fighting and killing. At last he came before the Lord and Lady and begged that he might serve them in some other manner; and was given a place in the Arnpand. More years passed, and he found himself drawn, strangely as he thought, to the vineyards; becoming a vintner once again. It was only recently, when the mines he was inspecting caved in and he was caught beneath the crush of rock; that the memories of his prior life began to return and he named himself Giliath once more.
Then he and his wife made the decision to seek the Havens with their infant son. Arriving in Imlad, they spent some time there with Giliath's sister, Tiinwaia before going on to take ship and sail into the Undying Lands. But some little time later, unexplained, they returned to Imlad. They have been there since, with no word of why.
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Giliath (#9838), Miruvorthaer (Master Vintner)
Also Plays: [1mNob*[0m (Breefolk) and Ollie (Yfelwydan)
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CULTURE: Sinda Imladhrim POSITION: Culture Greeter
SPECIES: Quendi Alt-Feature
SEX: Male FLAGS: -C-G--/DHPf/OOC
LOCATION: Offline FIRST-ON: May 16 2006
TOP: 1h 51m 58s
LAST CONNECT: Fri Aug 03 19:32:10, was connected til Fri Aug 03 20:49:24.
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