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Amroth Amroth watched carefully, his face betraying no emotion as the fire ship approached the enemy fleet. The waves had moved it forward. One of the Greyborn ships moved to board and investigate but the rest continued moving forward. They had the advantage now, sailing downwind. In an ordinary battle, their greater speed would increase their ramming power. But this was no ordinary battle. Turning to the flagship, he observed with baited anticipation as his brother took the steelbow, lit the tip on fire…- 309.2 K • Completed
- All warfare is based on deception. Tarondor Skinchangers were an amazing group of individuals. They were blessed by the Maiar with a wonderful gift. Some may discriminate or persecute them for it, but not the people of Arnor. In Arnor, skinchangers were granted high honours and positions. Their talents were recognized. His predecessors had realized the incredible advantages skinchangers could bring to Arnor and had decreed protection for them. By law, skinchangers and a rarer subset, greenseers, were…
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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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- Tarondor A horse. Tarondor could hardly believe it. His father, the mighty King Tarcil, brought down by the very creature he loved most, more than his eldest son even. The irony of it was so incredible, Tarondor almost felt like laughing. It had been two days since Tarondor had returned to Annúminas and five since his father had died. Immediately after he had been informed by Amroth, Tarondor had sent ravens across the kingdom, summoning the Council of the Sceptre, a gathering of the great lords of Arnor…
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- The cool ocean wind blew over his sun-kissed face. Far above, he could see the small white specks, seagulls, flying free with their wings. Once he had dreamed of soaring in the clouds just like them, but as he grew up, he knew that he would never attain that dream. In its stead he chose the sea, proud and untameable. Perfect for him. He was Tarondor, Crown Prince of Arnor, mightiest and greatest of the kingdoms on land, and when he ascended the throne, he would extend Arnor's power to the seas as well. His…
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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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- The legends, histories, and lore to be found in the sources for this text are very extensive. Only selections from them, in most places much abridged, are here presented. At the time of the writing of this text in the year 5700 since Elendil's Landing, there have been forty and one High Kings of Arnor, descended in an unbroken line from father to son from Elendil of old. As the lifespan of the royal house is some three to four centuries the average reign of the kings has been around 120 years, although…
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- Tall ships and tall kings Three times three, What brought they from the foundered land Over the flowing sea? Seven stars and seven stones And one white tree. --- A Rhyme of Lore _____________________________________________ The Dúnedain's early history is very mysterious. According to their own witness and the many, many accounts that would later be written, the Dúnedain hailed from an island to the far west. The Isle of Elenna, also known as Andor, the Land of Gift, for it had supposedly been…
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- Isildur "How has this never been discovered?" He asked Maple. She had lead him to a weirwood grove deep in the forest. "This is where my people and I speak with them. We have never worshipped them but men mistook our veneration for worship and followed our example." Maple said, not quite answering his question. Isildur beheld the weirwood tree. Its bark was white but in his own mind its beauty paled in comparison to the White Tree. Unlike the sapling of Nimloth, the leaves and sap of the weirwood were as…
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- "In all the long years of Arnor's history, the most feared of their weapons has always been their bows. It was said that the Men of Sea send before them a great cloud, as a rain turned to serpents, or a black hail tipped with steel; and in those days the great cohorts of the King's Archers wielded bows made of hollow steel, with black-feathered arrows a full ell long from point to notch. These were the greatest bows in the world, stronger even then the famed goldenheart bows of the Summer Isles or the…
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