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3154 E.L Five years. That was how long this blasted war had lasted. Arvedui had not been the one to start it, but he would finish it. He owed it to those who had given their lives for the cause. The prisoners he had let die in Morlond, the friends he had sent to their deaths in Tircarnë, and everyone else who had died for him in this war. "Launch another volley," Arvedui commanded. It had been over sixteen hundred years since Arcalen had last fallen, and back then it had been named something else…- 309.2 K • Completed
- 4546 E.L "I am his and he is mine," his daughter said before the Arnorian Prince leaned in to kiss her. Roland clapped as did all the other guests when the newlywed couple kissed. Though outwardly congratulatory and celebratory, he did still have some misgivings about the match. His daughter was only forty years old, middle-aged for the commoners of the Vale, but for the nobility who had the Blood of Númenor running in their veins, that was exceptionally young. Her new husband was three times her age and…
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- Sixth Moon, 88 AC Viserra "Alys dear, have you been settling in well?" Irina asked. She took a sip of her tea as she let Alys consider the question. The three of them were having their luncheon together today, a private meal Irina had invited her goodsisters to. They would be eating a light meal of more simply flavored (though no less delicious) chicken and some rice and garlic-fried vegetables to accompany it. High Tide's residents, Viserra had found, were quite obsessed with rice. Many insisted it was…
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- Any man who must say 'I am the King' is no true king It was soothing. Even as a child, the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below had never failed to calm his mind. Yet for a long time now, the peace he had once felt, standing on the balcony and staring off into the horizon of the Sunset Sea, had been tainted. In the span of seven years, Beleg's family had fallen apart. His grandfather had died, poisoned by one of his own sons. His uncles had been lost to him, one to execution, and the other…
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- "Push forward! We are soldiers of Arnor, we will not allow this fortress to defeat us!" Túrin ordered to his men as they charge toward Tyrosh. Under the Admiral's orders, Tyrosh had been mercilessly bombarded for the past few days with a storm of boulders and arrows that endlessly fell upon the city's defences. Though the walls emerged unscathed, the morale of the city's defenders had doubtlessly fallen. Their siege towers reached the outer walls of the city this time and their battering rams had reached…
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- Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and I… I took the path less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost (The remaining three rulers of Arnor missing from the Annals of Kings have been added to this edition.) XXXX Arathorn II 5342-5421 The fortieth High King was born in the year 5094, and he would die three hundred and twenty-seven years later in 5421. The early years of his life were spent dividing his time between Arnor and the North who were at the time separate wholly. The…
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Daemon's reign officially began at the turn of the century, the year 200 AC, a symbolic new beginning, for the restoration and renewal his reign would usher in. Once the dust from the War of Restoration had settled and all the punishments and rewards had finalized, work could finally begin on healing and rebuilding the realm. One of the most crucial institutions that Daemon needed to first see to was his Small Council. He first chose his brother, Lord Aegor Bittersteel, as his Hand of the King, followed…- 36.8 K • Completed
- "Another letter to Winterfell, Your Highness?" "Yes, thank you Rendil," Araphant answered the Rookery Master. The past eight months, Araphant had sent quite a few letters north to Lyarra, yet he had received no replies. It was coming to the point that Araphant was wondering if she was perhaps ignoring him as all his letters after his first, informing her that he was to wed soon, had gone unanswered. Araphant did not believe it was the work of any malice either as his letters to Elladan and his other…
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- 4397 E.L They had failed. Three years of war had seen the Arnorians slowly pushed up the Rhoyne before the advancing Valyrian army. It hadn't helped in the slightest that the Valyrians could attack from Norvos and Qohor as well as Volantis. In many ways, the war had been over the moment Garin had lost, yet still they had fought on. The Arnorian forces had shed their blood, sweat, and tears to defend their allies but with the fall of Ny Sar, the war was all but over. Aragost was very much not looking…
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- Aurane Seventh Moon, 86 AC When High Tide had been built, the solar had been positioned perfectly to allow their lord grandfather to look out the window and see Spicetown in all its glory and splendor nearby. Every day as he worked in the solar seeing to Driftmark's matters, their lord grandfather could look out and see the sight Aurane saw now. A strong and stout set of walls ringed the town, guarding against sea as much as land. Barbicans and portcullises protected their gates. Crenellated battlements…
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