Estanessehyarmenello Antafalmarindo (Firstborn from South, Stronghold of Sea-Spirits) that's my name, but you call me Lukas.
I was born long ago, not so far away from here near place you call now Ethellonde. It was the your early second age, when my parents have choosen to move to Lindon, as for me; i was suppesed to follow path of arts of quenya. I was sent to old beeing calling himself Merlac. He tried to teach me some things that were hardly understandable for such a young silva. I prefered swinging a sword (and broom most the time) to meditations and concentration training. Soon i departed Merlac's chambers and made for great unknown outside old tower in place you call Tower Hills.
I began to stroll around Lune River, I've been in Mithlond where I've seen great Lords. I've been in all those places you can imagine, great lakes in the north, khazad underground fortress in Blue Mountains. I've even visited some of dwarven mines (well maybe not as miner, but rather unwanted visitor). I took my time to get to everywhere. After every long journey I returned to Merlac where I was always welcomed. I spent time you call years in wilderness, without sight of sinda or human. It was all like perfect life. I've been in touch with nature. Unforutunately I haven't spent much time studying arts. Sword was my staff, helmet was my cape. Time passed fast. When I was something around your 600 years old I've seen some ships in Mithlond port. I didn't have much to do with dunedains, so I was not interested in meeting thoose firye. From time to time I was meeting another young slivan wizard that preferred sword to staff and wilderness to tower. Her name was Talen. We had a great time exploring Arda together. Now she's sailed West; maybe one time I'll follow her path. But that time my life was quiet, peacefull and exciting.
Soon the Shadow started to grow in strength in Eregion. I heard the vast armies of beeing calling himself Sauron invaded this Noldorian kingdoom. Our King Gil-Galad sent Elrond rimbo to save Eregion but it was too late, Lord Elrond failed to achieve victory and fleed to Rivendell. To our great luck and my great surprise those secondborn from the east, visiting Mithlond from time to time has arrived with huge army and rushed forces of Shadow from Eriador. You may ask, what about me? I was left aside. I was too young and unexperienced to go with Lord Elrond, I was left in Lindon with women and children. I have also not taken part in Numenorean victory in Eregion. I was again left safely at home in Lindon. I've promissed myself that next time, experienced or not, I'll do everything to get into fight!
But the time was passing slowly and nothing was happening. I went again into wilderness for a long time. I've started visiting places like Forchel, Misty Mountains, Harlond. I've even found some time to ask old Merlac for some more training, but I still wasn't wizard in it's full meaning and grace. Once when I was in wilderness a great storm appeared on the east. It last long enough to notice that something wrong is going on. Later I heard that Mithlond gossips that Numenor turned away from Illuvatar faith and allied with Shadow. That was in year 3319 S.A.
I still was away from all problems of this world. I did not care much about something called Arnor near great lake in northern Arda. All was peacefull untill year 2430 S.A. when our King headed for south with our army to serve someting you call Last Alliance. Guess what, I was not taken! This time I decided to stay in Mithlond to be the first to follow Gil-Galad for war. Years passed, I was working on my fighting skills and things you, Atani, call magic. And finally my time has come. In year 3440 S.A. sindarin Lord called Gildor came to Mithlond with message that our King that besiedged stronghold of Shadow called Barad-Dur. After 9 years of siedge we were still unable to destroy Shadow's last post. Our King needed reinforcements. So I finally got enlisted. Early in March of 3441 we set sails for southern ports of country called Gondor which happened to be near the place where i was born. We sailed quite a long and nearly got too late to port called Pelargir. As we were reaching banks of Anduine we had to fight with army of sailors on black sailed ships, calling themselves Corsairs of Umbar. We won, Pelargir was safe. We headed with lord Cirdan and silvan called Amroth to Osgiliath. There, I've seen tall man who later turned out to be our worst problem - Isildur. He was brave, but he was secondborn. What could he know about world of Shadow or arts that created power of Darkness and Light? But back to my story, we headed from Osgiliath towards Minas Morgul, fortress in Ash Mountains, that guarded Cirith Ungol pass. I've been there, I've fought there, I've won there... I also was wounded there... Damm I was also lucky... I'm still at this end of rainbow. I was pretty close to death, fortunately I survived... But it took me loong time to get back on my feet. In the meantime rest of our forces passed Ungol, got into Mordor and fought against hordes of Evil Shadow that rushed out from Barad-Dur. I heard that Isildur's father died with our King, and this man that I saw was then a king of Kingdom on Exhile. Well, I thought the war is over, the peace came to that land and there's nothing interesting to do in Arda. I decided to stay little longer, especialy that I wanted to spend some more time in Amroth's settlement few paces away from the land of my early childhood. For four your years i''ve been recoverying from wounds. But finally I got over and again began to stroll around the land of south. I went to lands called Khand and Harad. I've even seen an Oliphaunt and some Mumakils... From very short distance, to my great missfortune, from to short distance. I still wonder what happened, but as you may have noticed, I'm still alive. I'm unable to describe what happened, but remember my words: oliphaunts are not what they are seem to be from distance. I left Amroth's settlement in early years of third age heading for north. I decided to see little more before I depart East.
I went to north. I finally meet sinda of Thranduil's kingdom. I've also seen mountains northwards from his fortress. But I've never seen and creature called dragon, which were supposed to live somewhere over there. The land was safe so I decided to head home. All my work was done here, nothing left to help with. Lothlorien, Rivendell, remains of Eregion. Yes, yes, I spent long time on self choosen exhile in plains of Eregion. Nothing was left there. It's a land of sadness; empty and destroyed. As was about to depart in my last journey towards Mithlond, when Elrond informed inhabitants of Rivendell, that source of power of Shadow had not beed destroyed yet and the Evil still lurks somewhere in Darkness. Well, damm this Isildur, if he had listened words of our Lords we would be safe since long time. But I had my point in countinuing existance here. However after death of Gil-Galad we elves have not created kingdoom again. We were split, well secured but unable to deliver another deadly attack. Lord Elrond advised us to remain hidden, away from problems of secondborn, away from their succesion wars and mass migrations.
I remained away from problems of Gondor and Arnor, waiting for my time to finish task that I took part in. Around 2800 T.A. I came back to Lindon just to find that most of my friends departed East, even Talen left this world heading for better place. I was left nearly alone, old, stronger, more experienced, but alone. Time went by, humans constantly changed their settlements. Small country of hobbits arose near my beloved Lindon and Tower Hills, Arnor was destroyed long ago, Belegost started to remind dark, stinky hole in the ground, some raiders started to pillage land, all was turning to worse. Finally few years ago some groups of grey dressed dunadans started to show more often in Mithlond. I've heard gossips that new war in South has arisen and soon we shall be needed there. But to my great suprise Cirdan stated that no elven army will be sent to Gondor again. He said that it's not our task to achieve victory this time, our age has passed. I disagreed, we have not succed to complete task we were here for. So when 2 years ago, some dunedain came to Mithlond to recruit allies for war, i asked Lord Cirdan for permission. Permision was granted but I was forbidden to call myself soldier of Lindon. That's how I enlisted Grey Company as allied volunteer. I started to patrol borders of Shire and 4 months ago I was called back to Mithlond. We, the Grey Compay, were to meet dunedain Aragorn (who actually was leader of Grey Company; wierd, I've never meet him) as fast as it's possible. Our leader stated that it's too late to reach Aragorn in Rivendell or place called Edoras, so we should head for Gondor to meet him there. The fastes way we could use was our elven ships of Lord Cirdan. My admiral, shipwright, granted us large supplies and few ships and some old maps of shores of South Gondor and river Anduine. Three months ago we made for Ethellonde to finish what we have started 3000 years ago...