So this is my new story. Tolkien owns the Lotr, and you know this mann. My story line's a little off, because if my elf had really been born during the time of Eorl she would only be like 500 years old. But besides that any comments or suggestions.

For many years Middle Earth has lived in the darkness of the shadow. Lines of kings have been lost, dwarven realms destroyed, men were losing before the battle had even begun.

Long long ago deep in the green valleys of Arda, in the court of Eorl the Young, First and greatest King of the Riddermark, lived Eawelyn the gold. She was said to be the fairest human to have graced Arda in an age. Her eyes were as deep and blue as the depths of Lake Evendim, her hair as gold as the treasures of trolls. Her grace matched that of elves, and her beauty challenged the tales of old.

Nobles and peasants fell for her charms alike. Men came from Kingdoms as far away as Esgaroth and Arnor to beg for her hand in marriage, but Eorl had already promised her hand. The King had arranged a fortuitous marriage between Eawelyn and the future Gondorian Steward before she was even born. It was a match made to reunite the two kingdoms under one banner, and redesign all of free mans Middle Earth.

Eawelyn grew up with all the power and prestige expected of somewhere of her heritage. Whilst the princess was growing, so was the Kingdom. The people of the world were vying for the favor of Rohan, so they might trade for the famed Kingdoms horses. The hordes of gold, silver, and jewels grew until Eorl's people were among some of the wealthiest in Arda.

One spring a group of Ambassadors from Lothlorien had been sent into Rohan to discuss trade between the Goldwood and the Mark. They gave Eawelyn the Gold a beautiful emerald ring set in elvish silver. The ring was to represent the bond between the Lady Galadriel and the lines of men. Whilst there one of the young Galadhrim caught a glimpse of the young princess riding in the green pastures of the Rohirrim. The foolish guard fell in love with her upon first sight. While the Ambassadors and the King were negotiating treaties and trading rights, the young elf found the Princess.

When she looked upon the handsome elf, she knew she was lost body and soul. The two fell madly in love. They spent their short time together sneaking around the caverns of Edoras. However the bowman was not the only one who had noticed the princess a jealous guard of the Rohirrim had long sought Eawelyn's favor. The guard noticed the glances between the elf and the maiden and soon became suspicious. The guard took his concerns to his Captain, a fervent elf hater, the two caught the young elf sneaking away from Eawelyn's quarters. They dragged the young elf into the square for all to see, and beat him ruthlessly. Eorl was enraged that his daughter would do such a thing, with an elf no less. Yet Eorl could not have the young elf disposed of, thus he sent the elves of Lothlorien back to the wood, and banished them to never step into the Mark again under the threat of death.

Then a great tragedy befell the House of Rohan, Eawelyn the gold was with child. The young Steward had not yet come to claim his wife, therefore a painful task lay before Eorl. It was standard for women of the Rohirm who have children out of wedlock to be burned at the stake or stoned in the river Celebrant, but Eorl could not murder his only daughter. He loved his daughter more than life itself, thus he sent her into the East, to the deserts of Rhun. And Eawelyn the gold fell out of existence, to live on only in legends of Middle Earth.

Nobody knows how long she walked in the dry heat of the desert, but when a Wainriders scout found her, the maiden was near death. The Easterlings are by all accounts a vicious people, they murder without regret or thought, but the Wainriders have a great love for children, and respect for mothers. The Scout brought the fallen princess back to his Chieftain. Chief Nabeem was a mighty warrior, but when his wife Habeeza saw the young pregnant maiden, she begged her husband to keep the woman. "She is naught but a child my Lord, a beautiful pregnant child at that. Someone has left her to die, and her strength has prevailed. The babe will be strong and beautiful, a good loyal warrior."

Under the Chieftain's care Eawelyn grew strong again. She told her story to the friendly Chieftess, yet in the night the girl still longed for her elven mate. The Easterlings looked upon the woman of the Rohirrim with curiosity, yet most would not approach the lady. She had hair the color of gold and pale skin, whilst the Wainriders had hair as dark as the night and skin tanned from many hours in the hot desert sun.

On a cold winter night she gave birth to a beautiful daughter with deep blue eyes, and hair the shade of honey; before leaving this world for the next. The babe was swathed with blankets and brought before the Chieftain. Looking upon her ears the Chief, christened the baby girl, Avra'sha, the Blood of the Sun, the Warrior Queen of the East.

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