URNARSELDO
_{Third Age, Rune-Keeper, Troublemaker}MYNDILON OF TIRION
_{First Age, Second Age, Third Age, Valinor; Kin-slayer, Warrior-Smith, Lost Soul}

MyndilonBasic Stats
Full Name: Myndilon
Nickname/Aliases: Myn (only for those closest to him)
Age: 13,760 (roughly)
Date of Birth: 21st of Yavannië, 1250 YT (September 21)
Species: Elf ('High' Elf, born in Valinor)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Nationality: Valinor
Hometown: Tirion
Current Residence: Rivendell (though enjoys travel and never remains for long)Family and Relationships
Parents: Anumaryn (father, deceased, confined to the Halls of Mandos); Erralwe (mother, residing in Valinor)
Children: Nenalawe (daughter, Sailed West after the start of the Third Age), Gandramor (son, first killed in the War of the Last Alliance, currently living in Valinor), Solurion (Currently living in Valinor)
Grandchildren: Klaernir (grandson), Aarandir (grandson), Assanolwe (granddaughter)
Great-grandchildren: Halanor, Amaneniel, Urnarseldo, Oriinthel
Pets: Angavar, a pale bear
Current Partner: Silandawen (currently in Valinor, sailed west after his disappearance and presumed death)
Have they ever been married?: Yes
Are they in any kind of romantic relationship?: Yes... though it's a long-distance relationship at the end of a one-way trip.Physical Stats
Height: 6'11"
Weight: 230 lbs.
Body build: lean
Eye Color: pale grey
Glasses or contact lenses?: None, though he needs them after his imprisonment; working long hours in the dark caused visual degeneration
Hair Color: White
Type of hair: thin, straight
Hairstyle: worn long, generally unkempt and shaggy.
Complexion and skin tone: bronze
Do they have any disabilities?: No physical disabilitiesIntellectual and Spiritual Attributes
Schooling: basic reading, writing, religion, and math when he was young in Valinor, from the private tutors that served the royal family (and, occasionally, those who served them)
Native language: Quenya
Secondary Languages: Quenya, Sindarin, Khuzdul, Common speech
Personality type: ENFJ
Any Mental Illnesses: Began to fade during the latter years of his captivity by the orcs of Moria, leading to memory loss and increasing instances of confusion; he fears being alone, and hasn’t yet worked up the nerve to step foot into a forge again (suffering what we could call PTSD)Unique Items: Tuluamrûn["dawn-bringer"], a weapon forged in Valinor by his father, given to him when he came of age. Lost when he was captured by orcs, and reclaimed ten years after his return to polite society.Some more information, in list form because I don't feel like writing it all out right now
As the son of a knight in service to Feanor, Myndilon, too, was expected to take up the oath. His reasoning in trying to absolve himself, right or wrong, is that he swore to serve Maedhros, and that means doing what he says, even if he doesn't like it. He truly loved the sons of Feanor-- he grew up in the same circles, had the same tutors; they were very close. And he has the personality and loyalty of an immortal golden retriever, in the best and worst ways.His father was gravely wounded in the Dagor-nuin-Giliath, but survived; in honor of the bravery shown by both Anumaryn and Myndilon, they were raised from simple servants to minor nobility themselves, even gifting them one of Feanor’s own forge-hammers.Myndilon followed Maedhros dutifully for the next centuries, enduring countless wars and disasters, and committing more atrocities at the behest of his lords. They wear on him, and after the second Kinslaying in Doriath, he decides he can do no more. After the sons of Feanor learn of Elwing’s Silmaril and decide to march upon the Havens of Sirion, Myndilon refuses to join. He is demoted, shamed, and called an oath-breaker, but his life is spared for his long service to the Princes; he ultimately does not participate in the Third kinslaying.After the third kinslaying, Myndilon remains in Himring as a guard, keeping a watchful eye upon all who live there. He is a kind presence, at least, for the sons of Elwing and Eärendil. It’s at Himring, too, where he meets a young refugee from Nargothrond named Silandawen. After several years of back and forth, they realize their love for each other, but don’t commit to anything just yet.After the fall of Himring, Myndilon spends a few years just wandering. He lost his liege and felt at fault— though there was little he could have done at the end. He eventually finds himself Eregion and, realizing that his service to the sons of Feanor isn't over, because Celebrimbor still lives, pledges himself to the Smith-Lord’s service.He would never claim to be a master smith, not even a particularly good one; but he does have a talent for smithing weapons, both beautiful and practical. He loves adding little embellishments inspired by those around him. Flowering vines for the girl from Nargathrond he's head over heels for, symbelmynë for the brothers in arms he's lost, even a sprig of holly for himself.After the fall of Eregion, he finds himself in Lorien. He serves as a guard and, while not directly working with the Galadhrim, runs in the same circles. They tolerate him, but many are starting to see him as haunted, or at the very least a sort of bad luck magnet. After some years spent in Lothlorien, Myndilon and Silandawen decide to move to the refuge of Imladris— though they often travel over the mountains to spend the spring and early summer with their grandson and his wife in Felegoth (Myndilon is not particularly welcome, given his history with Thranduil’s father, but they suffer his presence for a few months, at least).Some years later, after the birth of his first great-grandchild, Halanor, the little family was attacked on the road to visit Lothlorien while passing through the southern reaches of Mirkwood. Though Halanor escaped, his parents were not spared.While seeking to avenge the death of his grandson and granddaughter-by-marriage, Myndilon ventured into the mountains to try to find the murderers of his kin; while trying to travel over the mountains, he was captured by a band of orcs from Moria. Though they don't know who he is, they recognize the work of a master smith when they see it. They take him captive and force him to smith weapons for nearly two hundred years.During his capture by the orcs, Myndilon was forced to work on a range of weapons, including everything from swords, shields, and other melee weapons, to bows, to even being forced to reverse-engineer dwarven crossbows. During the end of his imprisonment, the orcs began forcing him to make parts for some sort of machine he didn’t recognize— though he’d eventually realize, during his travels after the start of the War of the Ring, that they were Sauron’s siege-engines.After two hundred years of captivity, and realizing that he was beginning to fade, Myndilon became desperate enough to attempt another escape; he’d tried before, all leading to his eventual re-capture and the deaths of his fellow thralls. Using some of the weapons he’d been working on, he incited a revolt among the thralls of Moria; they were working close enough to the surface, and were able to kill some of the guards and run. Though he didn’t learn what became of the others, Myndilon found himself near the peak of the mountains, and escaped through a side-passage. Disoriented and weak, but free, he tried to climb his way down, landing in Eregion.Myndilon walks with a limp because of his escape: he fell down a steep ravine, suffering multiple fractures in his left leg and hip. He was found by some wandering Rangers, and brought to their camp. They healed him as well as they were able, though he insisted upon traveling before he’d recovered. In his haste, the wounds were never set properly. To fix it now would involve more pain than he lives with, so he simply accepts it. Occasionally, when the pain is too great, he will use a cane.

UrnarseldoBasic Stats
Full Name: Urnarseldo
Nickname/Aliases: Seldo
Age: 75
Date of Birth: 24th of Lótessë (May) 2943
Species: Elf
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Hometown: Rivendell
Current Residence: Wanderer, doesn't claim anywhere as homeFamily and Relationships
Parents: Asanolwe (mother, deceased); Nymaril (father, deceased)
Pets: None
Extended Family: Halanor (cousin); Oriinthel (cousin); Myndilon (great-grandfather)
Current Partner: None
Have they ever been married?: No
Are they in any kind of romantic relationship NoPhysical Stats
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Body build: lean
Eye Color: sea green
Glasses or contact lenses? None
Hair Color: Red
Hairstyle: worn long-ish
Complexion and skin tone: bronze
Do they have any disabilities?: No physical disabilitiesIntellectual Attributes
Schooling: basic reading, writing, and math; extensively studied the works of Celebrimbor extensively, in preparation to become a smith... but found performing magic shows with those runes to be more fun.
Native language: Quenya
Secondary Languages: Quenya, Sindarin, Common speech, Khuzdul (....sort of.)
Personality type: ENFJand random tidbits since writing a full bio is Too Much atmSeldo was born right around the time Thorin's company came and went through Rivendell. His parents might have met them, and like their son, would have asked entirely too many questions entirely too quickly. They were both curious, but more of a scholary-type than Seldo is; they both studied the old Runes of Power, and sought to bring the art back from the dead, even taking multiple expeditions into places like Khazad-dum in their quest.Seldo was a bit of a surprise, but his parents rolled with it, taking the little boy along on their safer travels— scholarship, after all, waits for no man, elf, or elfling. By the time he was seven, Seldo had visited as far north as Erebor, and as far south as the great settlements of Gondor. (his favorite was Rohan. He loved the horses.) He frequently visited his cousins in the forest, and insisted on bringing them gifts each time... with whatever money his parents would give him.One fateful trip, though, was different. Assuring him they'd be back, his parents left Urnarseldo in the care of the Last Homely House, and returned one more time to Moria, delving into the deepest, darkest pits of the mines, stumbling upon the lair of the Balrog within.Urnarseldo was almost 10 when his parents died; he didn't yet fully understand what happened to them: for the longest time, he thought they were simply still away. He asked the older elves, and they tried to explain that their spirits still lived, and they were in the Halls of Mandos, and they would be reborn. Seldo didn't understand this either, though, and hitch-hiked his way to the Grey Havens. He tried to buy his way onto a ship so he could "visit his parents". He was turned away, and sent home.Upon his return to Rivendell, Seldo started teaching himself about his parents' area of study: ancient runes of power, and the works of Celebrimbor. He, like them, was a quick study; he might have even been considered a sort of prodigy in the Second Age.He grew bored of study, and began wandering around his fortieth birthday. He'd use the knowledge he'd gained in his studies to perform "magic shows" for the little backwater villages he passed through, claiming to have the """"power of the wizards"""". All for the entertainment of others, and himself.