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It was times like these which really made Beleg feel like a fool. Three hundred and fifty years he had worked in this office and he had never noticed that the desk drawer had had a false bottom. Three and a half centuries and he had never found his father's final words to him… until now. To my beloved son, I write this the day before I depart to war against Gawen and the Reach. Should I not return, then this will be my confession, my final testament. Six years ago, when my youngest brother Ostoher put…- 309.2 K • Completed
- "Tears unnumbered were shed the night Lys…" The homeland had gone insane. That was all Kilaren son of Ecthelion would ever say when asked about the ongoing war back in the mainland. 'Homeland' however was a term used subjectively. Like many others, Kilaren had been born and raised in Lys, as the past five generations of his family were. He could even trace his lineage back to the original garrison that had been sent to the isle during the reign of Argeleb II six hundred years ago. Kilaren had never even…
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- Demons run, when Arnor goes to war. 735 E.L. Tarondor had not been idle in the twenty-three years since his reign began. Shortly after his coronation, he addressed the full Council of the Sceptre and told them his plan. They would invade and conquer the Grey Islands. Immediately many of the council members had protested, saying it was too risky, that they had no navy. Tarondor had only replied, "I will build you a navy." Support for the war had been limited, mostly from the coastal regions, the areas which…
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- Fifty years. Fifty years since he had become king, and finally he would begin the conquest he had dreamed of for so long. In all honesty, Celepharn was surprised that he had waited so long, but he had heeded his son Celebrindor's counsel. Arnor had not prospered by being hasty, and it was no insignificant foe that stood against them. Very cunningly, the old kings of the Arbor and Oldtown had arranged for the union of their kingdoms and houses and now their grandson was the king of both realms. Any other…
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- Eldacar His name was Eldacar, fourth King of Arnor, proud scion of Númenor. It was the four-hundred and forty-first year since Elendil's Landing. Currently he was seated upon the White Throne as he heard the daily requests and complaints of his subjects. Eldacar had done this for 50 years now, but he had never quite gotten used to how tedious the daily demands of court were. His son Arantar was far more suited to this job than he was, hence why Eldacar often had him rule in his stead as he journeyed on…
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