I am Lord Elrond Peredhil of Imladris. I can trace my lineage back to Finwe and Thingol. I am the master of the elven ring Vilya. I have my very own refuge, Rivendell. I am a member of the White Council. I was the herald and heir of King Gil-galad and marched with him at the Last Alliance. I played a crucial role during the War of the Ring and handpicked the Fellowship.
A little respect would be appreciated. And no, I never had any children with Galadriel and Arwen is my only daughter, so cut those stupid Mary Sues out.
This is my story. Or journal, rather.
My late wife:
My children: (also the father of Sundance Priscilla Halfelven, Butch Gimli Peredhel, and Boo Radley Elengil kinda)
My famous great-grandma, don't fuck with me:
Fathers-in-law: (plus other assorted Celeborns, unfortunately)
Mothers-in-law: Insert pictures of 9.2 billion scary-ass Galadriels here.
Slaves to my will: (also Lindir, but his face is too terrifying to behold)