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"... MORGOTH... ISSUED FORTH CLAD IN BLACK ARMOUR; AND HE STOOD BEFORE THE KING LIKE A TOWER, IRON-CROWNED..."
PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on a piece depicting Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor, dueling with Morgoth Bauglir, the Dark Enemy, at the Gates of Angband, Iron fortress to the Dark Lord in Northern Beleriand, at the feet of the Iron Mountains (Erin Engrin), the First Age (year 0456). Artwork by Ted Nasmith.
"Therefore Morgoth... issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the King like a tower, iron-crowned, and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a stormcloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it as a star; for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, that glittered like ice.
Then Morgoth hurled aloft Grond, the Hammer of the Underworld, and swung it down like a bolt of thunder. But Fingolfin sprang aside, and Grond rent a mighty pit in the earth.... Many times Morgoth essayed to smite him, and each time Fingolfin leaped away...; and he wounded Morgoth with seven wounds, and seven times Morgoth gave a cry of anguish, whereat the hosts of Angband fell upon their faces in dismay, and the cries echoed in the Northlands.
But at the last the King grew weary, and Morgoth bore down his shield upon him. Thrice he was crushed to his knees, and thrice arose again and bore up his broken shield and stricken helm. But the earth was all... pitted about him, and he stumbled and fell backward before the feet of Morgoth; and Morgoth set his left foot upon his neck.... Yet with his last and desperate stroke Fingolfin hewed the foot with Ringil, and the blood gushed forth black and smoking and filled the pits of Grond.
Thus died Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor, most proud and valiant of the Elven-kings of old. The Orcs made no boast of that duel at the gate; neither do the Elves sing of it, for their sorrow is too deep. Yet the tale of it is remembered still..."
-- "The Silmarillion," "Quenta Silmarillion," Chapter 18, "Of the Ruin of Beleriand and the Fall of Fingolfin," written by J.R.R. Tolkien (published posthumously in 1977)
Sources: http://oxfordinklings.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-fingolfin-and-morgoth-ii.html & www.henneth-annun.net/events_view.cfm?evid=1473.
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molteasee · 9 months
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Silmarillion Noldor Kings summed up pretty accurately 😂
Fëanor
Maehdros
Fingon (imo the last of the great kings)
Fingolfin
Maglor
Finwë
Turgon
Gil-Galad
Elrond
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galstelperion · 15 days
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Thus died Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor.
Great was the lamentation in Hithlum when the fall of Fingolfin became known, and Fingon in sorrow took the lordship of the house of Fingolfin and the kingdom of the Noldor; but his young son Ereinion (who was after named Gil-galad) he sent to the Havens.
The Silmarillion, Quenta Silmarillion, Ch 18, Of the Ruin of Beleriand and the Fall of Fingolfin
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velvet4510 · 20 days
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melianinarda · 1 year
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The Silmarillion aesthetic | Fingolfin, The High King of The Noldor
You know what I really love about him? What? Everything.
(art of Nolo by kusuri2013)
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thevalleyisjolly · 2 years
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*Please note that the poll is asking best king, not favourite character - who do you think, when all is said and done, was the "best" (most effective? most memorable? most noble? some other criteria?) king?
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nelyos-right-hand · 5 months
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A question that's been bothering me:
Also, if you have more elaborate thoughts on Fingolfin and his kingship, feel free to reblog and explain in detail, I'm really curious.
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aotearoa20 · 2 years
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House of Finwë
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Solider, Poet, King
he will tear your city down….
Fingolfin, Fëanor, Finarfin
-reminded and inspired by this, @someoneinthestars
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sorrowssinger · 2 years
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//On a somewhat depressing but kinda interesting note... I am curious what peoples favorite Elven High King deaths are. My favorite is a toss up of Gil Galad and Nolofinwe (Fingolfin).
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s-u-w-i · 3 months
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Thus died Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor, most proud and valiant of the Elven-kings of old.
@chechula made this great Finrod shirt for my birthday so I'm returning the favor 👑
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whats-in-a-sentence · 2 years
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Now Fingolfin, King of the North, and High King of the Noldor, seeing that his people were become numerous and strong, and that the Men allied to them were many and valiant, pondered once more an assault upon Angband; for he knew that they lived in danger while the circle of the siege was incomplete, and Morgoth was free to labour in his deep mines, devising what evils none could foretell ere he should reveal them.
"The Silmarillion" - J.R.R. Tolkien
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mahtariel-of-himring · 3 months
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Silm Headcanon:
Battle braids were common amongst the Noldor when they first arrived in Beleriand. The tradition of braids had transitioned from Valinorian family, friendship or marriage braids into ones for battle. New styles were invented and quickly spread across the Noldorian community.
The length, placement, thickness and beads that were added or not added told stories of survival and hardship throughout time.
The most common ones were the following:
First battle braids, a simple three strand braid with a black bead marking that an elf had spilled their first black blood.
Partaker braids, for different big battles that simply marked a soldier as having been apart of said fight.
Fealty braids, openly showing who one’s loyalty lies with.
And at last survivors braids, these were worn by those who survived any type of imprisonment by dark creatures, there was also a more complicated version of this braid for former thralls of Angband.
There were also very rare braids which brought the wearer great respect and honor if an elven warrior wore said braid in their hair.
One of the rarest and most admired was the braid marking the survival of an encounter with Sauron, which on its own was feat enough.
It was a complicated four too five thread braid with multiple smaller or larger beads depending on the length or severity of the meeting.
Another was the one worn by Balrog slayers. This braid however only really surfaced after the first age when Glorfindel returned from Valinor since there were no surviving Balrog slayers to wear it.
One of the few braids that stayed the same from Valinor to Beleriand was the braid of the High King. Having only ever been worn by Finwë, Fëanor, Maedhros, Fingolfin, Fingon and Turgon.
Gil-Galad did not continue this tradition due to his decent from the house of Finarfin who‘s braiding traditions, just as many other elven houses, had faded over the years.
But since braids were mainly worn by the first to arrive in Beleriand after the flight of the Noldor, therefore fëanorians and their loyalists over time battle braids became a symbol of their house which quickly resulted and a fast decline of elven battle braids being seen on daily basis.
After the second and third kinslaying they had nearly completely disappeared in all but those still loyal to the remaining two son‘s of Fëanor and the son‘s themselves.
There were also unique braid, only ever worn by one person.
One of those was Maedhros‘ side braid.
A simple but elegant side braid on his left with no beads or pearls or any decorations whatsoever.
He wore it always after his rescue from the cliffs of Thangorodrim.
This braid was neatly kept, closly against his skull and tightly braided.
The braid of Maedhros became a symbol for the Lord of Himring and only ever associated with him and his qualities.
His formidable talent as a warlord, his unchallenged title as the greatest and fiercest swordsman of Beleriand, his fëanorian heritage and his standing as leader of the followers of house Fëanor.
The orcs, goblins, werewolves and evil men began to fear the braid of the red haired elf and his name became even more devastating to them than it already was.
After Maedhros died none dared ever wear his braid, for it stood for a fury no one dared claim as their own.
The centuries went by and braids got fewer and fewer. The second age was nearly at its end and the war against Sauron in full go.
But then came the day on which Sauron’s forces marched with Celebrimbor‘s dead body used as a flag.
And the infamous fury of the Lord of Himring was set ablaze in another, one who deemed himself close to the deceased elf to this day.
Elrond.
When he saw his beloved cousin’s body, defaced and dishonored that fire his foster father had carried was lit within him, and something snapped.
The next day the entire army was in shock and disbelief as their King‘s herald walked onto the battlefield wearing said infamous side braid, paired with a set of armor made by Celebrimbor, and an ear cuff also known for having once belonged to Maedhros.
That day the orcs of Sauron learned to fear the fury of the half elf, for they had already forgotten what true Noldorian spirit was. Elrond cut them down one by one, killing hundreds of orcs by himself and struck terror into the hearts of his enemies as they watched their companions fall to his blade.
Elrond didn’t stop until nearly all orcs were either dead or had fled from his wrath.
Then he went to find his cousins body. He freed him from the wooden pole he had been bound to and carried him away. Far off into nature, away from Lindon and Eregion, far away from all they once knew and laid him to rest in a peaceful spot where many flowers grew and old trees surrounded them.
To this day Lord Elrond visits his cousin often, for his final resting place is no far from Imladris, and to this day he wears the braid once associated with Maedhros, and he would do so until his arrival in Valinor.
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velvet4510 · 3 months
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southfarthing · 2 years
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crazy that elrond is just walking around in his garden with his hobbit friend reading books and eating dinner or something and then you remember he's. the great grandson of THEEE LUTHIEN. the luthien of legend!!! and then the great grandson of TURGON! literal KING OF GONDOLIN. and then you calm down a bit and then immediately stop again because now you've remembered that if we go back another generation we've reached THINGOL and FINGOLFIN – the merging of elwë and finwë's folk. you know, the OGs?? he could (theoretically) be king of both the sindar (and all the teleri tbh) and the noldor......... that's like 2/3 of the big three groups of elves? he's one of the only living descendants of the high kings of the past, and not in a ridiculously distant way like aragorn is. he... he could be the king of the whole world honestly. and he isn't. he doesn't want to be.......he wants to be the lord of a haven where people can rest and heal and grow and learn and talk and love.......he chooses peace and serenity and safety over glory. he's his ancestors but actually successful. he's the sun. he's beautiful. he's as strong as a warrior. he's as wise as a wizard. he's as kind as summer. he's the bestest boy in the whole world. I'm eating my hat
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