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Raolor

The Final Lesson

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"What I want to teach you, is loss.
This is my final lesson...
Never stop. Never let you be shaken by the world.
By what happens to those you hold dear.
Never hesitate, and never give up."

"This is the moment your elder brother ceases to exist...
But we are fellow warriors of the Eldalië now."

"Farewell, Losgael... warrior of the Order of Hammer's Wrath."

The Gift of Fire

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"Whenever you are in times of need... remember, fire is our friend." - Ráolor's words to Norliriel

Annunghil and Raolor training - weapon shouldered

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Brothers-in-arms Annunghil and Raolor during a sparring session in Imladris.

 

Tië Mahtarinwa: The Beginning

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Annunghil and Raolor training - meeting force

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Brothers-in-arms Annunghil and Raolor during a sparring session in Imladris.

 

Annunghil and Raolor training - glaring

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Brothers-in-arms Annunghil and Raolor during a sparring session in Imladris.

 

Annunghil and Raolor training - grip change

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Brothers-in-arms Annunghil and Raolor during a sparring session in Imladris.

 

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Tië Mahtarinwa

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This chronicle is OOC managed by Annunghil and Raolor

In Rivendell, the two Noldor Annunghil and Raolor have met again, and time has come to face Sauron the Abhorred in the last war of the Elves against the dark tower of Mirkwood, as shown here: Tië Mahtarinwa - Way of the Warrior

What We Leave Behind

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He was still young when it happened. Once united and mighty, they were divided and weakened. Factions were established, swords were forged in secret and dark whispers spread; words of treason and rebellion. Lies. It had been Morgoth who sowed the seeds, but the Noldor took care of the harvest.

They had bitterly paid for each their wrongs.

Mists of Thargelion

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[First Age of the Sun, year 536, somewhere in Dor Caranthir]

 

"Mists are the dreams of the Olvar, they are their sorrow, their hope and their thoughts", he remembered.

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