Born Lannor Mordiel, in 2986 T.A., in the great port city of Pelargir to a prominent family of merchantmen. The Mordiel's were wealthy with their fleet of ships bustling in and out of the mouth of the harbour, transporting goods across the seas, the family doing much trade with lands far off.  

The Mordiel Shipping Company before it's dissolution was headed up by one Adamar Mordiel, himself the son of Respen Mordiel who had first brought the family to prominence. But they were not always so rich. As ever in commerce there is strife, competition between great merchant houses in all realms of men. For three generations, ever did the Mordiels come into competition with the older Magris family who viewed them as upstarts. Ever since Respen Mordiel sent out his first ship all those years ago they have quarreled. Whether in their personal lives or in business. Fiercely undercutting one another, stealing each other's contracts. There was no love lost between them. Their rivalry would last until 3011 T.A. wherein a very public scandal would see the family lose their livelihoods. Sentenced to death by hanging following a swift trial and damning evidence, Adamar and his son Gwaedhon would swing from the gallows as a result of the families past association with smugglers and pirates. For Adamar in part owed his families increasing fortune due to his role as a black marketeer. Profiting off the backs of other merchant's stolen wares or that which had been imported from Umbar. In 3011 T.A. the middle son and captain of the merchant fleet Lannor Mordiel was also a man marked for execution. Only no man, nor woman ever heard from him again. In the intervening years the Magris family had swooped inwards and acquired all the Mordiel's assets, strengthening their position and now their dominance over Pelargir's merchant scene was complete. There were rivals, of course. But few with the financial power to be able to threaten them.

Not until the year 3016 of the Third Age, did the second son emerge out of the old Haven of Umbar. A terrible crew at his back of Corsairs and Haradrim

Tales spread like wildfire across the sea ports and fishing villages of Gondor over the next years. Of a man tall, fearsome and black bearded. Grim were the accounts but the message was all the same, a new scourge had befell the Bay of Belfalas. A man of Gondor without question, like the rebels belonging to the Kin-strife of old. Each merchant ship that dared show defiance, put to the sword. Only a single survivor of each crew left to speak of the terrors that befell them. They each recounted the same stories in the telling, of a man with an insatiable appetite and ferocity. Who dined upon his victims. The men he had slaughtered. Eventually even the tales of these lone survivor's dwindled, in the end swathes of ships would surrender their wares without the single shot of an arrow, or the drawing of a cutlass.The few vessels that still put up resistance, they were found ghostly. Bodies hung like meat from the mast, missing vital organs.

The message was loud and clear.

Beware the Butcher of the Bay, for all ye who resist. Will be meat for his table.

Following the dissappearance of Doronor Magris, the patriarch of the Magris Enterprise. Along with his son Adasser and the lady Bariel he was wedded to. Spoken accounts of the deeds pertaining the Butcher seem to abruptly come to an end.

His legend brief, his legend as terrible as any Corsair Lord that has sailed the coast in recent years. Doubtless to fade in time. But for now there are those who would still remember the man who would have named himself Butcher. Captain Lannor Mordiel, son of Adamar. Some have doubtless even connected the two.