The strongest princess in all of the galaxies, his herself under the moon. The half elf- half dwarf princess born to Thandibus and dwarf mother hid herself in the wilderness of Plithir. Claiming home to both the darkness and light now she now called the dark forests her home. The dark forests where the moon light shall not pass through except when she summons it. The moon then had become flaming yellow and shone through the dark forests. The dwarfs who were ancestors of Aramir, Blothir, thydon, Krimlim and a few more helped her in such dark times. When they informed her that the horsemen were looking for her and told her to hide elsewhere,
She blessed them with the power to summon the yellow moon. Thank you! said the dwarves. No, thank you! she said and fled on her horse. The horsemen rounded the dwarves up and asked them where she was. They drew their axes, the bravest of dwarves and fought tooth to tooth with the horsemen. She looked up and saw the yellow moon in full light. She rode under the yellow moon away from the dwarves and the horsemen. A few dwarves were slain and the the others fled as the horsemen were too powerful
for them. The horsemen Vishnu hold of a dwarf and choked him until he pointed her at the direction she had fled. The horsemen chased her down the dark forests all the way up to the creek before the valley that led to Elithir. Eldreya the first rode as fast as she could knowing the wrath of her father only died after he had tasted blood. Even though it was his own blood! The horsemen's horses neighed loudly and the treading of the horseshoes in the ground rustled the leaves, and the noise was heard a long way. The dwarves ran away half happy and had sad. Happy knowing that they could summon the yellow moon and only the five of them now. And half sad knowing that the princess life was in danger. The ancestor of Aramir then called the yellow moon off. Let her ride in darkness! he whispered to the dwarves. Yes, they all agreed looking at the moon die away. Their powers over the moon would soon become less and less. Their bloodline would be not able to call for the yellow moon always and even then not hold it for a very long time. And through the times, only the light of the yellow moon would enter the dark forests.
Farafin, the elf met the dwarves in their lands. Farafin the elf was blessed with the light of Elithir. A wand that would paint blue light wherever he went. He removed his cloak and met the ancestor of Aramir. Where is she? asked Farafin the Lone Ranger. She went towards Elithir, the dwarf said. Farafin put his cloak down and revealed his face to the dwarf in the shining light. Do you know a shorter way, he asked as his face terrified the dwarf. Yes, replied the dwarf. Coke with me, he said as they got on the horse. The light of Elithir was powerless under the moonlight. A tracherous path we must go through said the dwarf, pointing east. Through the valley of eastern sea. There are sea goblins there, he said as his eyes grew with fear. Worry not! Said the elf as his eyes grew with courage. He treaded the dangerous path. It would take them two days to reach there. Worry not! said the dwarf. I shall summon the yellow moon, he said to the elf. The yellow moon shone for two days without a pause. The company would encounter the sea goblins under the yellow moon light. Farafin would go on to show the true powers of the light of Elithir.