Latest portraits - Beleriand portraits.

Fëanor, Nerdanel & Celebrimbor - Children of Ñolofinwë - Ñolofinwë, Anairë & Grandchildren - Children of Arafinwë - Arafinwë, Eärwen, & Grandchildren - Finwë, Míriel, Indis & Findis, Írimë

HC:

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(Everything is Quenya. I got the words from Eldamo, and I think I put them together well enough.)

Fëanáro

Hwindaran - the Mad King

Aranáro - the Fire King

Liëaran - the People's King

Naitëhildë - the True Heir

Táriyon - the Queen's Son

Therindion - the Broideress' Son

Aranaitë - the True King

Maitimo

Ercambo - the One Handed

Formemacil - the Northern Sword

Formenáro - the Northern Fire

Formenoro - the Northern Mountain

Narthilmo - the White Fire

Entuloico - the Returned Corpse

Aranaitë - the True King

Valariandëaran - the King of Beleriand

Valariandecundo - the Guardian of Beleriand

Morimól - the Thrall of Darkness

Imnahtana - the Self Slain

Húnarindo - the Cursed Man

Macalaurë

Lindo - the Singer

Sercelindo - the Blood Singer

Macillindo - the Sword Singer

Roquen - the Horseman

Hatallindo - the Spear Singer

Formennorndo - the Northern Runner

Ranyando - the Erratic Wanderer

Laitëatar - the False Father (Elrond and Elros will smack anyone who uses this)

Tyelcormo

Oromendur - Servant of Oromë

Sercendur - Servant of Blood

Hravano - the Wild Beast

Tyelpemacil - the Silver Sword

Tyelpefaramo - the Silver Hunter

Aranehtar - the King Slayer

Hínanehtar - the Child Slayer

Carnistir

Atandil - Friend/Lover of Men

Therindo - the Broiderer

Aharo - the Furious

Laureleper - Golden Fingers

Morimo - the Dark One

Curufinwë

Curwë - the Skilled/Crafter/Inventor

Tornangaquar - Steel Fist

Pityaran - the Little King

Tornanganamba - Steel Hammer

Tornangaran - Steel King

Telperinquar

Curwë - the Skilled/Crafter/Inventor

Cormahto - the Ringmaker

Sercenca - the Bloodless

Ambarto and Ambarussa

Onóna - the Twins

Laicundo - the Guardians of the Laiquendi

I swear I wanted to post something else but the heart does what he heart wants! ⸜(ˊᗜˋ)⸝

@feanorianweek day 6: ambarussa

"We made some scones!”

Káno, who had been in the middle of playing a dramatic nocturne on the piano, turned to see the Ambarussa behind him—holding a plate of exquisite pastries.

Káno’s mouth watered. He snatched a few scones and stuffed them in his mouth. They were both sweet and soft. He savored every bite.

“Pityo, Telvo, your cooking will never fail to impress me,” Káno exclaimed, licking the crumbs off his fingers. “It surpasses even Ammë’s!”

Pityo grinned. “Thank you, hanno!”

Telvo frowned, glancing at the piano. “When was the last time you ate?”

Káno didn’t answer that.

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"We made some scones!”

Maglor, who had been in the middle of composing another depressing stanza of the Nolodantë, turned to see Elrond and Elros behind him—holding a plate of exquisite pastries.

“These look wonderful, you two!” Maglor said. His eyes narrowed. “We’re on rations. Where did you get sugar?”

“Atto took care of it,” Elros said impatiently. “Come on, just try one!” he exclaimed.

Maglor laughed and took one.

He ate it.

The twins looked at him eagerly.

“Pityo, Telvo, this tastes wonderful!” Káno exclaimed.

Elrond cocked his head. “Who?”

Maglor blinked.

“Sorry, I—…just lost in thought.”

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"hanno" - "brother", informal

"ammë" - "mother", informal

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