As far as memory reaches, her ancestors had been in the warrior trade, guarding and fighting, patrolling on the roads, even protecting ships. Her ancestors had amassed some wealth and some fame for it. Naturally that in tournaments, hosted by city, gathering Elven warriors from far and wide, her family was in the finals almost every year. Her brother Taur had won the last 7 Tournaments in a row. It was shocking that one day he did not return from a simple caravan job. What was even more surprising, no one returned at all, the whole caravan just vanished. After 10 years of search, most of her family had given up on her brother, as they had not gotten even a single bit of information about what had happened, what occurred there. Her mother took it very hard, the loss of her son was not something she was prepared for. As her mother did not recover in her spirit, and her father did not want to leave her alone ever fearing that she might die from sorrow, it was on Estel’s shoulders to provide for the family and the Estate. The Combat training her big brother had given her made it easy to start her career, just in a year her pay was as high as the average, in 3 years she already had a name and her pay was well above that of standard guards, it was said she is worth 10 of them. Just last year she was the only female to get to the finals of the Big tournament, and she actually won it.

Even though now her name and her knowledge could keep her in work as a tutor in combat arts or in the city watch and she could settle down, she still chooses to go on with the caravans. Her love for her brother, the circumstances of his disappearance, did not let her go even after 50 years, she still goes on every Caravan that takes the route to Mirkwood, and hopes she will get to know something more.