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myceliumelium · 3 months
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Maglor's duel with Ulfang the traitor. This episode is so interesting to me bc we don't often see Maglor taking initiative and doing something on his own. He acts very much as one of Maedhros' follower, but I think that this moment and his mercy for elrond and elros are the two defining actions that shape his character in my head.
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aamuusva · 9 days
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A red sun rises
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Thinking about Maglor (as you do) and how the only death directly attributed to him is Uldor, the treacherous captain of the Easterlings who turned against the Union of Maedhros at the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.
Of course, we can infer that Maglor has killed quite a few people before Uldor, and will go on to kill many more. Between Alqualondë, Menegroth, Sirion, and his tenure as captain of the Gap, Maglor has plenty of blood on his hands. But the text is quite vague about his role in these killings. We are not told, for example, that Maglor slew Nimloth or Dior. We are not told the names of his victims at Alqualondë, or the names of the guards that he murders at the end of the War of Wrath. While Maglor is certainly involved, his individual contribution is “lumped in” with the collective guilt of the Sons of Fëanor.
…which makes his slaying of Uldor all the more interesting!
Suddenly, Maglor is acting as an individual. It is not the sons of Fëanor who slay Uldor, but rather Maglor himself. The manner in which he kills Uldor is also worth noting: Maglor defeats him in single combat, meaning that they probably faced each other one-on-one. In the death of Uldor, we see a rare instance of Maglor acting independently.
Why this sudden independence? I think Maglor takes a personal interest in Uldor because Uldor is a traitor. He is separating from the sons of Fëanor, something that Maglor proves incapable of doing. The death of Uldor emphasizes Maglor’s greatest virtue (which is simultaneously his greatest vice).
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arlenianchronicles · 1 year
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I noticed some reblogs of my old Fingon+Turgon art, and, believe it or not, I got inspired to redraw one of those paintings! You can find the originals below the cut XDD For those of y’all who don’t know, I was intrigued a while back by Fingolfin riding to Angband with his eyes glowing like a Vala’s. I headcanoned that he passed that ability down to his kids: when they’re super angry or something, their eyes start glowing too!
So far I’ve only drawn Fingon in that setting, so I thought to myself, why not give Turgon his turn? Thus, here they are, reuniting during the Nirnaeth Arnoediad! I removed their armour to make it easier on myself to draw (and harder for them during the battle lmaoo)
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camille-lachenille · 4 days
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Day 5: Tears Unnumbered
A letter from the private archives of Lord Elrond of Rivendell, now kept in the Royal Archives of Arnor.
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My d[e]ar[es]t R[uk]o (name uncertain), I have high hopes for the battle to come so tr[y] [n]ot to fret too much (I know it […] like asking A[rie]n not to rise [b]ut try for me.) Here is a token of my [word illegible] to keep you safe (?). With [word illegilble], Fin[no]
Despite the obvious damage, this letter dated to the second half of the First Age is remarkably preserved from time thanks to countless layers of Elven enchantments. All the damage seems to have been inflicted during the lifetime of the person who received this letter (Elf Ruko), probably due to poor conditions of storage. The spots and smudges let the historians think they may be tears, for the paper shows no other sign of water damage, and some words are worn out by what may be frequent touch.
We may make the educated guess that this letter was re-read by the elf called Ruko after the battle as they mourned their friend Finno and was an object of high personal value. The historians of the First Age agree that the battle mentioned in this letter is likely to be the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, the battles of Tears Unnumbered, as it fits in the timeframe this letter is dated from.
Despite its briefness, this letter is a precious and rare testimony of a close friendship between two soldiers, showing that, despite the state of semi-constant war of the First Age, there was an efficient messenger service between the Elven strongholds.
We know not how this letter ended in the keeping of Lord Elrond of Rivendell, nor why he put such care in its preservation, but this is one of the last written primary sources we have from the First Age and we can only be grateful it survived to this day to offer us a brief glimpse of two unknown, long dead Elves.
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istaricelebelasse · 19 days
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“…his banner, blue and silver, they trod into the mire of his blood.”
Watercolour and pencil
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gwaedhannen · 1 month
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Thus ended Nirnaeth Arnoediad, as the sun went down beyond the sea. Night fell in Hithlum, and there came a great storm of wind out of the West.
Hey so the fuck's with this windstorm anyway. The capitalization of West makes it clear it's coming from Aman and presumably Manwë, so is it:
A "we warned you" to the Noldor?
A "time to run" warning to the people of Hithlum whose first knowledge of the defeat would instead be Orcs and Easterlings?
Clearing away the cloud of smoke that Morgoth generated at the start of the battle?
A "we're still watching" warning to Morgoth?
A completely coincidental natural storm accidentally attributed to the Valar?
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melestasflight · 1 year
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I was rereading the Nirnaeth chapter last night, and it struck me how many brotherly vibes are present throughout.
How Gwindor goes completely savage after Gelmir is massacred and pursues Morgoth’s heralds all the way to the very stairs of Angband, and even ‘Morgoth trembled upon his deep throne’ as he heard Gwindor’s people banging on his doors.
How Turgon opens the leaguer of Gondolin after 356 years and risks everything he has built to aid Fingon. How even on the last day of the battle, when he probably knows that everything is lost, he ‘hewed his way to the side of his brother.’
How Maglor, the mightiest singer of the Noldor, slays Uldor the Accursed when he draws near the standard of Maedhros.
How Húrin and Huor decide to stand together until the very end, and neither of them leaves, even when ‘all the hosts of Angband swarmed against them, and they bridged the stream with their dead.’ How Húrin screams ‘Aurë entuluva!’ seventy times as he takes down enemies only feet away from where Huor lies dead with all the people of their house.
The fact that every pair of brothers loses one, other than Maglor, and even he would not be certain all his brothers live in the midst of that chaos. And that does not stop them but propels them further until they have given it all.
The battle begins with Gwindor and ends with Húrin. Those who have lost a brother. Those who will now be thralls in Angband, and even that will not be their final end.
Goosebumps. Every. Damn. Time.
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cuthalions · 11 months
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Then Morwen bade farewell to Húrin without tears; and she said: 'I will guard what you leave in my keeping, both what is and what shall be.' And Húrin answered her: 'Farewell, Lady of Dor-lómin; we ride now with greater hope than ever we have known before. Let us think that at this midwinter the feast shall be merrier than in all our years yet, with a fearless spring to follow after!' Then he lifted Túrin to his shoulder, and cried to his men: 'Let the heir of the House of Hador see the light of your swords!' And the sun glittered on fifty blades as they leaped forth, and the court rang with the battle-cry of the Edain of the North: Lacho calad! Drego morn! Flame Light! Flee Night! Then at last Húrin sprang into his saddle, and his golden banner was unfurled, and the trumpets sang again in the morning; and thus Húrin Thalion rode away to the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.
— THE CHILDREN OF HÚRIN, CHAPTER I: THE CHILDHOOD OF TÚRIN
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isilwhore · 4 months
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The sons of Fëanor, after the Nírnaeth Arnoediad
(It’s ok, you can feel bad for them, they were trying to do something good)
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My favorite detail, because Maglor & Caranthir 🥺
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fitolop · 4 months
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The Silmarillion, ch. 20: of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad
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myceliumelium · 2 months
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damn I cant believe i actually finished this WIP. Their last kiss before Fingon gets reduced to a fine mist.
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warrioreowynofrohan · 5 months
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I’m really struck by this bit from the Nirnaeth Arnoediad:
Now Morgoth, who knew much of what was done and designed by his enemies, chose his hour, and trusting in his treacherous servants to hold back Maedhros and prevent the union of his foes he sent a force seeming great (and yet but a part of all that he had made ready) towards Hithlum; and they were clad all in dun raiment and showed no naked steel, and thus were already far over the sands of Anfauglith before their approach was seen.
Then the hearts of the Noldor grew hot, and their captains wished to assail their foes upon the plain; but Húrin spoke against it, and bade them beware of the guile of Morgoth, whose strength was always greater than it seemed, and his purpose other than revealed. And though the signal of the approach of Maedhros came not, and the host grew impatient, Húrin urged them still to await it, and to let the Orcs break themselves in assault upon the hills.
Húrin in this scene is 31 years old. He’s already been leading his people for ten years, ever since his father died in one of the follow-up assaults to the Dagor Bragollach. And he’s more self-controlled and cannier than elven-lords who are centuries to millinnia old. Not only that, he has the self-confidence to argue this point with the High King of the Noldor and all of his commanders, repeatedly, and is convincing enough that they listen to him, up until the gruesome killing of Gelmir, and Gwindor’s attack. He’s doing what a good general should be doing in this situation: urging them to maintain their advantage of cover and the high ground, and not be baited.
(This is the thing that you’d want the leader/general of your army to be doing, but prudence, caution, and levelheadedness are not exactly Fingon’s hallmarks. I’m amusing myself by imaging a parting conversation between Turgon and Húrin when Húrin leaves Gondolin. “Take care of my brother,” Turgon says to the 17-year-old. “Don’t let him do do anything stupid.” “Do my best!” Húrin promises.)
But it doesn’t last, and Gwindor launches his attack, and Fingon leads them all out to follow him and rides straight to Angband, and Morgoth springs his trap. And it all ends with Húrin being captured and the tragedy of everything that Morgoth does to his family - Húrin, who knew better, and warned them all that Morgoth was playing them.
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windrelyn · 1 year
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@feanorianweek 2023
Day 1: Maedhros, after Nirnaeth Arnoediad
Btw I’ve been drawing for Fëanorian Week for five years~
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ofmiceandwomen · 1 year
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I posted a poll on what I should draw next and based on the popular demand, happy Maedhros won (I see you, Silm discord folks!)
Have a relieved Mae!
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I didn’t go for exactly cheerful moment, but I choose to pick a scene of our RP AU where the Fifth Battle never became the Nirnaeth Arnoediad (well unless you’re counting the Orc tears). The most powerful Noldorin singers have seemingly beaten the Dark Lord, unaware that it was the Dark Lord’s deception.
In order to secure the Union’s victory, Maedhros engaged Morgoth in another duel, finishing Fingolfin’s mission to cripple him, which almost costs his life. This is the moment he is finally awake, healers doing their job and he finally received the message that Fingon is alive and they won.
He is badly injured and in pain. Yet, he would call this day the best in his entire life.
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The Hill of the Slain by Ted Nasmith
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