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[aranhilelemathir]

Tolkien OC Week, Day 2: Canon-OC Relationship

Word Count: 2070 Words

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Aranhil Elhanan Elemathir. The second son of Arathorn son of Arador. From a mere Dúnedain and ranger, to be the Lord of Núrnen and Harondor. But this story is not about it- It's all about his relationship with the future Steward of Gondor, Faramir son of Denethor, from another person perspective

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Ithilien, 24 November 3015

Although winter at South is not as cruel as at North, but November is still the peak of winter wherever anyone lives. It could be cold, but it will never being so cold like at North. That's what Faramir believe untill this day, even though he couldn't remember anything about the northern part of Middle Earth. But Mithrandir used to tell him about how Middle Earth looks alike outside Gondor.

Ferendir who told him if he born in Eriador, also tell many stories everytime he got a chance. Faramir, as the one who has a power among many rangers in Ithilien, insert that green eyed ranger into his patrol team, so he will listen to the straight haired ranger when he is chirping like nightingale and tell many stories to him. He told everyone in the team about the beauty of Lothlorien, then how majestic elven palaces could be, although one palace had been deserted for many centuries since The Battle of The Last Alliance ended with many tears on tow.

Ferendir also taught Faramir to draw only with a charcoal pencil and rubber. Untill in his spare time, the Captain of Ithilien Ranger will not only read or write a poem. But he will take his sketchbook and pencil, then draw something under the green foliages of the forest. Ferendir became like a brother for many rangers in Ithilien, and Faramir put that childish ranger in his heart as his older brother, just like how he used to treat Boromir in his heart.

Faramir would die for both of them if it's needed. At least it happened untill Denethor decide to banished Ferendir from Gondor six months ago, and the Steward told his youngest son if the cheerful ranger will be executed if he set his feet in Gondor again. Denethor's word feels like a death sentence to him. But Faramir really has no power against his father.

He is not Boromir. Even Faramir could sense his father's hatred towards him long time before he joined the army. Beside his strained relationship with his father, Faramir's love for his father is unconditional, just like his loyalty to Gondor. He is patiently waiting for the King to come and reclaiming his long deserted throne in Echtelion Tower, although his situation has worsened after Ferendir leave him alone in Henneth Annun. He feel so lonely in his fight against Mordor since then.

But the presence of his guests sparked a little hope in his fragile heart. Rian told him if both of Faramir's guests, one of them is Bertrand who Faramir knew already, is a Ranger of the North. Their sudden visit elevate his soul and hope. Bertrand know Ferendir already, and Faramir put a great hope to the Ranger of the North, since he think this ranger know something about his Brother Feren.

After Rian lead his guests into his study, Faramir's gray eyes looking to his guest intently. The blue eyed ranger put Star of the Dúnedain on his left shoulder of his black cloak, and greet him in traditional Elvish way. Faramir stood up and reply it in the same way, before his right hand signalling for his guests to sit on the wooden chairs before he sat back on the exact same chair in front of his guests.

"Please forgive me for disturbing you again, Captain Faramir," Bertrand said before he bowed his caramel haired head, "but i come here with Findegil for a tracking necessity."

"Tracking?" Faramir raised his left eyebrows, totally can't grasp anything from what the skin-changer mentioned before, "why it should start from Henneth Annun, if any of you may grant me with one important information here, please?"

"Because it's our zero spot, Captain. Gondor was where it start."

"Where it start... Please don't tell me if both of you are asking me about Ferendir's whereabout."

Findegil and Bertrand turned their head and looking to each other. They did so for a pretty long time untill Faramir decide to stood up. Findegil and Bertrand did the same thing and nod their heads before Faramir pull Findegil's arm and walking outside the base behind the waterfall. The gray eyed Gondorian feel something disturbing in his mind. He can sense many questions flooding his conscious, since Faramir is certain if Ferendir is really an important person.

Although he know if the Northern Dúnedain is just a few in number now, but his father got an important reason why he decide to drop an unusual decree on a northerner like Ferendir. Faramir pull Findegil's hand untill both of them enter the forest. Faramir glanced to the left and right, trying to make sure if nobody followed them. Findegil and Bertrand respond remind him if Ranger of the North got one strict culture for their chieftain, and how Ferendir used to move also remind Faramir to elven grace.

That green eyed ranger never told anyone where he used to grow. But as the one who met with elf sometimes, Faramir is certain if Ferendir is not an ordinary person who grow together with another man like him or many rangers here. Faramir stop to pull Findegil's hand when they're under the old aspen tree. His gray eyes trying to grind on Findegil's blue eyes. But he can see Findegil's eyes scream a lot of loyalty. Faramir smiled and tapping on the black haired ranger's shoulder for some times.

"We are close to each other," Faramir could feel if Findegil's blue eyes darted to his gray eyes, "he teach me to draw, and i lost my interest in drawing many months ago."

"I could imagine it, Captain. You are wise and gentle like King Theoden," Findegil intentionally cut his words, "but now i could see why he decide to didn't blowed his disguise to you."

"Hold on, Brother Feren was in disguise at that time?"

"His real name is not Ferendir, Captain. It's northerner custom to hide his identity really well."

Certainly Findegil only told Faramir a half of the truth. Since it's not only Ferendir, but also Thorongil. But what is important right now is Ferendir, since that cheerful ranger promised to everyone to go home, both Lothlorien and Eriador, in this winter. But everyone in Lothlorien only catch his feral reddish chestnut horse around five months ago, and everyone in Dúnedain camp immediately know about a letter which tell about Lord Celeborn's suspicious on Ferendir's whereabout.

"You got a nice brooch, Findegil," Faramir said while he leaned his back on the tree and sit there. His eyes fluttering when a cold wind caressing his face, "what is his real name then? I promise i will protect this secret with my life."

"Aranhil," Faramir's eyes already bulging on this kind of name. The King's Heir, "Aranhil Elemathir, to be precise. That's his real name."

"Only one lineage which used that pattern, and that name... Sound so heavy."

"It is, and i'm glad you can guess his parentage. I feel too lazy to reveal if Aranhil is the heir of Isildur."

Faramir turned his head away from Findegil and nod his head. The blue eyed ranger sat close to the Gondorian, make sure he got his time to digest this fact. In the other hand Faramir stare blankly to the foliages, feeling surprised and scared at the same time. Because he know exactly what happened at the day before Ferendir vanished, since he is the one who accompanying Ferendir to the Echtelion Tower.

He was there when Denethor spat to Ferendir's face and banished him. But what make Faramir feel not so comfortable now is because he remember if his father bring the Stone of Anor at that time, and now someone from the North come to him and ask about Ferendir's whereabout. Faramir remember when Mithrandir explained about palantir to him.

It's a really useful device, since anyone may communicate in two way as long as that person has a palantir. But he know if there are only three palantirs in Middle Earth, and Gondor is the one among those three. But unfortunately Faramir doesn't know where the last two are. What the gray eyed ranger could recall now is Ferendir's pain when Denetor throw the clothes which covered the palantir.

"Gracious Valar, no way!" Faramir murmured in a slightly scared tone. Findegil turned his head to the light brown haired Gondorian, "i guess i know where he is now."

"Are you certain with that, Captain?" Findegil asked. Faramir stare straightly to Findegil's blue eyes before asking about palantir, "is the Steward use it before?"

"He did, and will always. I remember Lord Denethor make one spot at the top of the tower to put the palantir."

"This is really the worst possibility. Thank you for your information, Captain. Me and Bertrand should create a new plan for this."

Findegil stood and whistle, then a tiny gray owl flap it's wing in front of the blue eyed ranger. Faramir also stood up and offer to lead the way back to his base. With a tightened jaw Findegil nod his head and walking back to the base behind the waterfall with the youngest son of the Steward. Everything is really messed up, and probably Findegil need to rode back to Eriador alone just to inform what his intuition told to everyone.

In the other hand Bertrand will transformed into his tiger form and catches and questioning anyone who approaches or leave the Black Gate before killing it. The plan sound so good, and probably the best one in this situation. Findegil doesn't want his comrade to wait longer than this. He can't afford Ferendir, or Aranhil to wait for another month. That childish ranger could face anything now, especially after Faramir asked him about palantir.

But it's better for Findegil to not spill anything about his plan to Faramir right now, since Findegil can't trust the Captain of Ithilien Ranger now. His loyalty to Gondor could lead everyone in a wrong way. Findegil simply hope if Faramir could figuring things out later, after he and Bertrand could retrieve his friend from anyone right now.

When both of them arrived at the base, Findegil barked to Bertrand if they will go immediately now. Rian look surprised with Findegil's behaviour. Faramir grasping for Findegil's right wrist, and that make the black haired ranger to stop his feetstep and turning his head to him. Faramir could feel if the northerner Dúnedain has tensed in a really short time, and he thought if something bad will approached everyone.

"What possibly would happened in four or five years?" Faramir asked. Findegil sighed, his blue eyes stare to Bertrand who stood behind the Captain of Ithilien Ranger, "please tell me. I also speak Sindarin if you don't want to reveal your secret."

"Another two palatir are in Sauron and Saruman's hand. The Steward will spoke only with those two if he used the palantir."

"Ah Valar, i hope he will forgive my father."

"Even Ranger of the North doesn't know the answer. Aranhil is a really complicated person, but i'm sure about the wrath from three elven realms if they thought your father also take his part in this accident."

"Three? How could that possible to happen?"

"Because he spent his times not only in the wilderness. He grow in Lothlorien and close to many high ranked elves from Rivendell and Mirkwood, including the Elven King and the supposed to be the High King of the Noldor."

"This is the most disastrous year for him then."

"Then if you will excuse me, Captain. I can't afford him to wait for another cycle of moon."

Faramir deliberately let his grip loosened. He could hear Findegil talking with Bertrand. The skin changer heavy but low growl could be heard clearly in Faramir's ears. He got his right to feel angry, since in the end Bertrand decide to bring his sister to live in Lothlorien before they lives like any Ranger of the North.

They were practicing their animalistic side there, and getting drowned by Lady Galadriel wisdom about emotional control. They grow stronger because of Aranhil's offer to them, and now only guilt which burdening Faramir pure heart. But asking for his forgiveness through someone else is really not his style. Faramir silently pray so he could properly ask for Aranhil's forgiveness about Denethor and himself once he could meet with him.

[aranhilelemathir]

Another Aranhil Elemathir, in the 4th age

[aranhilelemathir]

Aranhil Elhanan Elemathir, son of Arathorn, younger brother of Elessar Telcontar. From a mere ranger to the Lord of Núrn and Harondor. Gained such a complicated and unpredictable personality after some months of torture. True to his name and tittles-The Elfshield. The Slayer of the Fallen Maiar. The Stray Wolf Pup of Yavanna. Gentle but ferocious, cold but also warm at the same time.

[aranhilelemathir]

I'm not so good in drawing but i think i will drop this full body art of my main Tolkien OC. His name is Aranhil 'Elhanan' Elemathir! Ranger of The North, and... alright, i will let everyone guessing about him, only by his name haha🤣