Elénril was born twenty
years at the edges of the Green Wood, in the small village of Nendor. The inhabitants
lived by the traditional customs. The village had been found as a settlement around an
ancient beech, with a central stream, the Nenrant. In the beginning it was simply called
"Nen pel Neldor" water around a beech, but in the course of time this name was
contrasted to "Nendor". When this temporary meeting-place turned out to have
many advantages, Elves decided to settle down and choose a leader. The leadership is
passed on from father to son ever since. Women are supposed to run the house, to cook, to
wash, to give birth. Men hunt and form a small army, just in case.
Elénril's mother, one of the race of Human, was called Culalqua (Red Swan) because of
her beauty and flaming red hair. Culalqua had been living in Nendor her whole life, among
the High Elves. As a child she had been found in the woods and they had accepted her as an
equal. At marriageable age she was asked by Camthalion (Strong Hand), a handsome
dark-haired Elf. He was one of the many fighters and, sadly, notorious for his fits of
temper. They were peacefully wed, for Culalqua had been by the High Elves a long time ago.
When their first son was born, and was to be called Maegedhil (Sharp Elf), the present
leader, Himkanó, did not agree, for he thought the son of an Elf and a Human was not a
true Elf. Nevertheless he consented to it, out of respect for his father, who had taken
Culalqua in so selflessly.
Maegedhil was like his father, both outward and inward, but even more fiery. His only
interests lay with hunting and fighting, he could grow angry and walk away without any
reasons, and cared not about feelings, his own not more than anyone else's. The twelfth
age of children of Nendor was celebrated. This involved a feast and a ceremony, in which
they acquired their second name. Mostly this name told something about the nature of a
person. Maegedhil was therefor called Ringsarn (Cold Stone), and he was proud of it.
Elénril (Starshine), their second child, was born in days of winter, on a cold, clear
night, when the many stars laid a gloss over the path, which determined her name.
Fortunately she inherited only her fathers honesty, fighting spirit, strength and hair,
not his fits of temper. Her mother gave her beauty, diligence and brown eyes. She was more
interested in weapons than housekeeping, and was taught the arts of combat by her father.
This was not appreciated by Himkanó and he forbid them to continue their exercises. But
the weapons called out to them, and they picked up their training during long wanderings
on the moor. Himkanó had no authority there. Often they would travel to the Towns of
Human, and learned how to trade and drink. They spent long times alone in the forest, or
on the moor, just to avoid domestic chores. Camthalion an Elénril brought many tools,
artefacts and food from their journeys, and Himkanó was satisfied. During the ceremony
Elénril was called Ranmir (Wandering Jewel), and this was how Himkanó showed his
appreciation.
Himkanó had now reconciled to the fact that Elénril would never become a proper
housewife. But he could not permit his own son to take her as wife. To avoid further
problems, he banished Camthalion and his family. They travelled into the woods, in search
for Forest Elves. They found them in the depths of the woods, by the Nenrant. Elénril and
her father had encountered several Elves from the Green Wood on their earlier journeys,
and the family was taken in without complications. After some time, Culalqua again got
pregnant. Alas, she was not young anymore, and mortal. The child was born dead and Culaqua
died of bloodloss, after several hours. She and her daughter Lothgalen (Green Flower) were
buried together on the banks of the Nenrant.
Camthalion and Elénril prospered in their new surroundings, but Maegedhil grew
restless. One day he left, in the direction of the Vinegarlake to explore the area, and
never returned. The Forest Elves did not regret, for they had not cared about the
Vinegarlake. They preferred the quiet Green Wood. When the number of game decreased, they
wandered further and settled down somewhere else. There was a formal leader, but no elite,
no ranks or classes. Camthalion was appointed as hunter, and he pled for his daughter to
join him in the same profession, but she refused. The tranquillity, being able to do
whatever she pleased and the kindness of the Elves had done her good, but she still
preferred to wander around woods and moors. And that is what she did, always keeping the
Green Wood as her home base.