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She bore him three children in Gondor, of whom The´oden, the second, was his only son. When Fengel died the Rohirrim recalled him, and he returned unwillingly. But he proved a good and wise king; though the speech of Gondor was used in his house, and not all men thought that good. Morwen bore him two more daughters in Rohan; and the last, The´odwyn, was the fairest, though she came late (2963), the child of his age. Her brother loved her dearly. It was soon after Thengels return that Saruman declared himself Lord of Isengard and began to give trouble to Rohan, encroaching on its borders and supporting its enemies. 29483019 17. The´oden. He is called The´oden Ednew in the lore of Rohan, for he fell into a decline under the spells of Saruman, but was healed by Gandalf, and in the last year of his life arose and led his men to victory at the Hornburg, and soon after to the Fields of Pelennor, the greatest battle of the Age. He fell before the gates of Mundburg. For a while he rested in the land of his birth, among the dead Kings of Gondor, but was brought back and laid in the eighth mound of his line at Edoras. Then a new line was begun. 1070 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Third Line ´ In 2989 The´odwyn married Eomund of Eastfold, the chief Marshal of the Mark. Her son Eomer was born in 2991, and her daughter Eowyn in 2995. ´ ´ At that time Sauron had arisen again, and the visit web page of Mordor reached out to Rohan. Orcs began to raid in the eastern regions and slay or steal horses. Others also came down from the Misty Mountains, many being great uruks in the service of Saruman, though it was long before that was suspected. Eomunds chief charge lay in the east marches; and he was a great lover of ´ horses and hater of Orcs. If news came of a raid he would often ride against them in hot anger, unwarily and with few men. Thus it came about that he was slain in 3002; for he pursued a small band to the borders of the Emyn Muil, and was there surprised by a strong force that lay in wait in the rocks. Not long after The´odwyn took sick and died to the great grief of the king. Her children he took into his house, calling them son and daughter. He had only one child of his own, The´odred his son, then twenty-four years old; for the queen Elfhild had died in childbirth, and The´oden did not wed again. Eomer ´ ´ and Eowyn grew up at Edoras and saw the dark shadow fall on the halls of The ´ ´ ´oden. Eomer was like his fathers before him; but Eowyn was slender and tall, with a grace and pride that came to her out of the South from Morwen of Lossarnach, whom the Rohirrim had called Steelsheen. 2991F. 63 ´ ´ (3084)Eomer Eadig. When still young he became a Marshal of the Mark (3017) and was given his fathers charge in the east marches. In the War of the Ring The´odred fell in battle with Saruman at the Crossings of Isen. Therefore before he died on ´ the Fields of the Pelennor The´oden named Eomer his heir and called him king. In that day Eowyn also won renown, for ´ she fought in that battle, riding in disguise; and was known after in the Mark as the Lady of the Shield-arm. 1 Eomer ´ became a great king, and being young when he succeeded The´oden he reigned for sixty-five years, longer than all their kings before him save Aldor the Old. In the War of the Ring he made the friendship of King Elessar, and of Imrahil of Dol Amroth; and he rode often to Gondor. In the last year of the Third Age he wedded Lothı´riel, daughter of Imrahil. Their son Elfwine the Fair ruled after him. For her shield-arm was broken by the mace of the Witch-king; but he was brought to nothing, and thus the words of Glorfindel long before to King Ea¨rnur were fulfilled, that the Witch-king would not fall by the hand of man. For it is said in the songs of the Mark that in this deed Eowyn ´ had the aid of The´odens esquire, and that he also was not a Man but a Halfling out of a far country, though Eomer gave him honour ´ in the Mark and the name of Holdwine. [This Holdwine was none other than Meriadoc the Magnificent who was Master of Buckland. ] 1 A PP ENDIX A 1071 ´ increased both in the dales and the plains, and their horses multiplied. In Gondor the King Elessar now ruled, and in Arnor also. In all the lands of those realms of old he was king, save in Rohan only; for he renewed to Eomer the gift of Cirion, and Eomer took again the Oath of Eorl. Often he In Eomers day in the Mark men had peace who wished for it, and the people ´ ´ fulfilled it. For though Sauron had passed, the hatreds and evils that he bred had not died, and the King of the West had many enemies to subdue before the White Tree could grow in peace. And wherever King Steam fall sale went with war King Eomer ´ went clash of clans him; and beyond the Sea of Rhuˆn and on the far fields of the South the thunder of the cavalry of the Mark was heard, and the White Horse upon Green flew in many winds until Eomer grew old. ´ III DURINS FOLK Concerning the beginning of the Dwarves strange tales are told both by the Eldar and by the Dwarves themselves; article source since these things lie far back beyond our mortal kombat 11 mobile little is said of them here. Durin is the name that the Dwarves used for the eldest of the Seven Fathers of their race, and the ancestor of all the kings of the Longbeards. 1 He slept alone, until in the deeps of time and the awakening of that people he came to Azanulbizar, and in the caves above Kheled-zaˆram in the east of the Misty Mountains he made his dwelling, where afterwards were the Mines of Moria renowned in song. There he lived so long that he was known far and wide as Durin the Deathless. Yet in the end he died before base coc Elder Days had passed, and his tomb was in Khazad-duˆm; but his line never failed, and five times an heir was born in his House so like to his Forefather that he received the name of Durin. He was indeed held by the Dwarves to be visit web page Deathless that returned; for they have many strange tales and beliefs concerning themselves and their fate in the world. After the end of the First Age the power and wealth of Khazad-duˆm was much increased; for it was enriched by many people and much lore and craft when the ancient cities of Nogrod and Belegost in the Blue Mountains were ruined at the breaking of Thangorodrim. The power of Moria endured throughout the Dark Years and the dominion of Sauron, for though Eregion was destroyed and the gates of Moria were shut, the halls of Khazad-duˆm were too deep and strong and filled with a people too numerous and valiant for Sauron to conquer from without. Thus its wealth remained long unravished, though its people began to dwindle. It came to pass that in the middle of the Third Age Durin was again its king, being the sixth of that name. The power of Sauron, servant of Morgoth, was then again growing in the world, though the Shadow in the Forest that looked towards Moria was not yet known for what it was. All evil things were stirring. The Dwarves delved deep at that time, seeking beneath Barazinbar for mithril, the metal beyond price that was becoming yearly ever harder The Hobbit, p. 1 1072 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS to win. 1 Thus they roused from sleep2 a thing of terror that, flying from Thangorodrim, had lain hidden at the foundations of the earth since the coming of the Host of the West: a Balrog of Morgoth. Durin was slain by it, and the year after Na´in I, his son; and then the glory of Moria passed, and its people were destroyed or fled far away. Most of those that https://warstrategygames.cloud/games/pc-games-2000.php made their way into the North, and Thra´in I, Na´ins son, came to Erebor, the Lonely Mountain, near the eastern eaves of Mirkwood, and there he began new works, and became King under the Mountain. In Erebor he found the great jewel, the Arkenstone, Heart of the Mountain. 3 But Thorin I his son removed and went into the far North to the Grey Mountains, where most of Durins folk were now gathering; for those mountains were rich and little explored. But there were dragons in the wastes beyond; and after many years they became strong again and multiplied, and they made war on the Dwarves, and plundered their works. At last Da´in I, together with Fro´r his second son, was slain at the doors of his hall by a great cold-drake. Not long after most of Durins Folk abandoned the Grey Mountains. Gro´r, Da´ins son, went away with many followers to the Iron Hills; but Thro´r, Da´ins heir, with Borin his fathers brother and the remainder of the people returned to Erebor. To the Great Hall of Thra´in, Thro´r brought back the Arkenstone, and he and his folk prospered and became rich, and they had the friendship of all Men that dwelt near. For they made not only things of wonder and beauty but weapons and armour of great worth; and there was great traffic of ore between them and their kin in the Iron Hills. Thus the Northmen who lived between Celduin (River Running) and Carnen (Redwater) became strong and drove back all enemies from the East; and the Dwarves lived in plenty, and there 0.23 pubg 0 download lite feasting and song in the Halls of Erebor. 4 So the rumour of the wealth of Erebor spread abroad and reached the ears of the dragons, and at last Smaug the Golden, greatest of the dragons of his day, arose and without warning came against King Thro´r and descended on the Mountain in flames. It was not long before all that realm was destroyed, and the town of Dale nearby was ruined and deserted; but Smaug entered into the Great Hall and lay there upon a bed of gold. From the sack and the burning many of Thro´rs kin escaped; and last of all from the halls by a secret door came Thro´r himself and his son Thra´in II. They went away south with their family5 into long and homeless wander1 p. 317. 2 Or released from prison; it may well be that it had already been awakened by the malice of Sauron. 3 The Hobbit, pp. 2078. 4 The Hobbit, p. 5 Among whom were the children of Thra´in II: Thorin (Oakenshield), Frerin, and Dı´s. Thorin was then a youngster in the reckoning of the Dwarves. It was afterwards learned that more of the Folk under the Mountain had escaped than was at first hoped; but most of these went to the Iron Hills. A PP ENDIX A 1073 ing. With them went also a small company of their kinsmen and faithful followers. Years afterwards Thro´r, now old, poor, and desperate, gave to his son Thra´in the one great treasure he still possessed, the last of the Seven Rings, and then he went away with one old companion only, called Na´r. Of the Ring he said to Thra´in at their parting: This may prove the foundation of new fortune for you yet, though that seems unlikely. 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Na´r stooped to take the head, but the voice of Azog1 said: Drop it. Be off. Heres your fee, beggar-beard. A small bag struck him. It held a few coins of little worth. Weeping, Na´r fled down the Silverlode; but he looked back once and saw that Orcs assassins creed come from the gate and were hacking up the body and flinging the pieces to the black crows. Such was the tale that Na´r brought back to Thra´in; and when he had wept and torn his beard he fell silent. Seven days he sat and said no word. Then Azog was the father of Bolg; see The Hobbit, p. 1 1074 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS he stood up and said: This cannot be borne. That was the beginning of the War of the Dwarves and the Orcs, which was long and deadly, and fought for the most part in deep places beneath the earth. Thra´in at once sent messengers bearing the tale, north, east, and west; but it was three years before the Dwarves had mustered their strength. Durins Folk gathered all their host, and they were joined by great forces sent from the Houses of other Fathers; for this dishonour to the heir of the Eldest of their race filled them with wrath. When all was ready they assailed and sacked one by one all the strongholds of the Orcs that they could find from Gundabad to the Gladden. Both sides were pitiless, and there was death and cruel deeds by dark and by light. But the Dwarves had the victory through their strength, and their matchless weapons, and the fire of their anger, as they hunted for Azog in every den under mountain. At last all the Orcs that fled before them were gathered in Moria, and the Dwarf-host in pursuit came to Azanulbizar. That was a great vale that lay between the arms of the mountains about the lake of Kheled-zaˆram and had been of old part of the kingdom of Khazad-duˆm. When the Dwarves saw the gate of their ancient mansions upon the hill-side they sent up a great shout like thunder in the valley. But a great host of foes was arrayed on the slopes above them, and out of the gates poured a multitude of Orcs that had been held back by Azog for the last need. At first fortune was against the Dwarves; for it was a dark day of winter without sun, and the Orcs did not waver, and they outnumbered their enemies, and had the higher ground. So began the Battle of Azanulbizar (or Nanduhirion in the Elvish tongue), xcom nintendo the memory of which the Orcs still shudder and the Dwarves weep. The first assault of the vanguard led by Thra´in was thrown back with loss, and Thra´in was driven into a wood Steam fall sale great trees that then still grew Steam fall sale far from Kheled-zaˆram. There Frerin his son fell, and Fundin his kinsman, and many others, and both Thra´in and Thorin were wounded. 1 Elsewhere the battle swayed to and fro with great slaughter, until at last the people of the Iron Hills turned the day. Coming late and fresh to the field the mailed warriors of Na´in, Gro´rs son, drove through the Orcs to the very threshold of Moria, crying Azog. Azog. as they hewed down with their mattocks all who stood in their way. Then Na´in stood before the Gate and cried with a great voice: Azog. If you are in come out. Or is the play in the valley too rough. Thereupon Azog came forth, and he was a great Orc with a huge iron-clad head, and yet agile and strong. With him came many like him, the fighters of his guard, and as they engaged Na´ins company he turned to Na´in, and said: What. Yet another beggar at my doors. Must I brand you too. With that he rushed at Na´in and they fought. But Na´in was half blind with rage, and also very weary with battle, whereas Azog was fresh and fell and full of guile.
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