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Umbar

Language Of Light Signals

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Second Age of the Sun, later years (before the Downfall of Númenór), near the old haven of Umbar.

The Black Tide

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Story

"A king is he that can hold his own or else his title is vain." -Maedhros

 

Trouble on the horizon

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Trouble on the horizon

Suppression & Acceptation: The Named Nameless

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Thou art an abomination!
Thou possesses the art of misery.

The Memory of Karbazîr

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Conceptual
Karbazîr,
Were my beliefs wrong? My credence forbidden? It was but a concept of affection.

Umbar Part 1

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Conceptual

The night was dreary and miserable, the rain sweeping in off the ocean appeared to be unending and unrelenting, despite the harsh desert that the port city was nestled in. A young beggar boy, an escaped slave, sat curled up with his back pressed against the wall of a building. He sat in the muddy streets, filled with grime and filth from animals and humans. 

The song of the Red-haired Maid

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Poetry

This is a transcription of the Red-haired Maid lyrics, as it is sung in havens from Linhir to Umbar

 

 

In far Andrast lived a girl,

With a heart of fire and fire in her hair

An Account of Umbar

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Official Document

 

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