Thankee much, Arestevana! This is probably waaaay too easy for you folks, but we shall see.
A namesake of precious metals,
He lived in the city, among the petals.
But before long peace met its horror,
They packed their bags and went to war.
But victory they could not defend,
He met the stunted father's end.
A reincarnation of himself,
I ask of you: Who is this elf?
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