Can we please talk about how the most criminally underrated comedic aspect of the legendarium is the length of Elrosâ kingship. Like bro caused the funniest succession crisis known to mankind when he died because his son, who was almost 400, abdicated on the spot because he was too old and passed the kingship to his own son right.
Which implies that abdication due to age was absolutely a possibility. An option, in fact. One which Elros clearly didnât take up. Why? Because in my book, motherfucker was having way too much fun. Bro watched his son start to hobble around the place and was like âyeah but I like fucking and dining and wining and hunting, Iâm keeping the crown, sucks to be you, major loserâ. He gives me young Robert Baratheon vibes right. I know my beloved himbo was drinking to excess every night and streaking nude through the courtyards with his hunting buddies while Elrond learned to play depressing tunes on the harp and pulp herbs or whatever the fuck he was doing back in Middle Earth. I know Elros laughed like 20 times a day. I know you could hear him from four streets away. I know he had like 30 illegitimate children because his wife probably didnât live even half as long as him. At least 30. I know his sneeze was audible from the moon.
Anyway just imagine being Vardamir and being like âdad is it my turn for the crown now?â every fifty years and your dad just lifting a finger and going âno đâđ»â. And you have to tell yourself not to take offence at this because your dad grew up in like the worst time to grow up ever and had the most traumatic childhood and was practically orphaned by six. Like of course he wants to spend his dying days drinking and dancing right. Unfortunately his dying days last 400 years long. I tell you this, in my mind, the only reason why the NĂșmenoreans canonically have a tradition of abdicating a few years before their death is because final-stage Elros went down in history as the most irritating monarch to exist.
And itâs even funnier with Elros because this guy wasnât just raised by elves, he was raised byâdue to kidnap-adoption circumstanceâthe fucking Noldor of all elves. Not just any Noldor but a son of FĂ«anor, freshly departed from the courtly halls of Aman. They invented the world ânostalgiaâ when the guy who wrote the dictionary took one look at Maglor FĂ«anorian. Whatâs more, he grew up in what was the most devastating war the world had ever seen. So I am sure that Elrosâ views are somewhat archaic at best. He makes your extremely conservative grandpa sound like Che Guevera.
Oh, and elves are technically hardier etc, so any time thereâs a shortage in NĂșmenor this guy is literally out here saying âlet them eat cakeâ and genuinely means it well, because he, Elros Tar-Minyatur, has on multiple occasions survived by eating one small bite of cake a day. I just know that in the last fifty years of his reign, he blanket vetoed every single workplace hazard control measure because he thinks âhealth and safety has gone madâ. He doesnât see the point of paving a road. He tries to outlaw whatever the NĂșmenorean version of a miniskirt is and his daughter has to literally threaten him out of it. The whole âdancing bearsâ thing happened because the wrong people caught Elros and his hunting buddies having yet another post-hunt cock measuring competition and afterparty at the ripe young age of 250 and the royal PR team had to come up with something. And does his language shift and adapt to the needs of society? Absolutely not. In his last decade, 80% of his vocabulary is considered a slur.
And the cherry on this cake? The cherry on this cake is the fact that, once again canonically, my guy Elros was pretty young and spry until he was literally dying. And I assume that meant he also looked pretty young and spry because thereâs no way for a human body to look 500 years old. So imagine sitting in at the royal council trying to, idk, bring forth the idea of indoor plumbing and the crankiest old man stands up and gives a speech about how in HIS day people just shat in a pot under the bed and emptied it the next day and HEâS five hundred years old so CLEARLY itâs not going to kill people to not have a sewage system. âI pissed in a pot the day I was born and I pissed in a pot this morning, and Iâll piss in a pot on my deathdayâ and you canât even go âokay grandpa time for bedâ and wheel him out. Because heâs 6â4 and built like a brick shithouse and has the smoothest skin you have ever seen. âGrandpaâ would put you in a fucking headlock if you tried to wheel him to bed. âGrandpaâ is your king.
Also the fact that he just randomly decided to die at 500. My personal headcanon here is that that was the morning he woke up with his first hangover ever. He has spent 400 years drinking and fucking and eating enough for ten people and one fine morning he wakes up with a mildly dry mouth and a slight headache. Motherfucker marches off to his sonâs room, throws the door open, fucking yeets the crown onto his head, and promptly lays down to die because a world in which he, Elros Tar-Minyatur, is subject to a mild hangover, is not a world which he, Elros Tar-Minyatur, wishes to occupy.
Think about that. The Peredhel line, mired in tragedy, sunk neck deep in mortal consequences and political suicides and passive endurance. And this one guy, who one hundred percent had a fuckchair that he used to his dying day, who chose to die when he did purely because his life was fucking great and he wanted to go out on a high.
What a hopeful mythos!!!
What Iâm trying to say here is, we have so much wonderful fiction about Elros the Menace as a child, yet not nearly enough conceptions of Elros the Menace as an adult. I know that the entirety of the palace in NĂșmenor tried to bell him like a cat by the time he reached 450. His ministers would draw straws every year to see which one of them had to crawl up to the palace and beg him to abdicate. And each time, he would say âlol noâ except he wouldnât even do that, he would make his pet monkey do it. Because he has a small pet Capuchin monkey to which he taught sign language. Because heâs a peacetime king and is 499 years old and he was born in a war and if he wants a pet monkey to speak for him, then by god will a pet monkey speak for him so you better fucking address Elros Tar-Minyaturâs pet monkey as your royal highness or get executed for treason at dawn.
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would be fun if the witch king was a numenorean of elrosâ royal line. like mmmm yeah sorry elrond ur grand nephew x12 is genuinely smoking that sauron pack and is Evil and Doomed and literally dead
headcanon that as children elros and elrond saw a fortune teller who prophesied one of them would die and the other would live forever and elrond being elrond was like Oh Itâs Me Of Course. he internalized this. and then was blindsighted when Elros chose mortality and died in his arms.
Elrond and Elros hanging out with Great Grandad Annael âĄ
They're making friends with an intertidal spider and attempting to build her a nice house (as the twins have temporarily forgotten that intertidal spiders tend to build webs, and Annael isn't saying anything).
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Being able to look at them whenever I like is making me very happy â€ïž I also love how framing the piece gives the impression that Elros is looking, not just out of the window, but out of the picture itself - his hand is almost on the frame, wondering what lies beyond the boundaries of his world.
(That said, when I put the picture here it looks like he's gazing thoughtfully into the woodlouse tank. I need to find them a proper home!)
LĂčthien and Elros's choice and Their NĂșmenĂłrean descendants
There's a very interesting perspective on LĂșthien and Elros choosing to be counted amongst Men regarding their NĂșmenĂłrean descendants. Because if LĂșthien hadn't chosen to be mortal, she wouldn't have returned to Middle-earth with Beren and Dior wouldn't have been born. The other option for her is remaining immortal and staying in Valimar where Beren couldn't come, so he would left the world to go beyond.
Because of her labours and her sorrow, she should be released from Mandos, and go to Valimar, there to dwell until the worldâs end among the Valar, forgetting all griefs that her life had known. Thither Beren could not come. For it was not permitted to the Valar to withhold Death from him, which is the gift of IlĂșvatar to Men. But the other choice was this: that she might return to Middle-earth, and take with her Beren, there to dwell again, but without certitude of life or joy. Then she would become mortal, and subject to a second death, even as he; and ere long she would leave the world for ever, and her beauty become only a memory in song.
- Silmarillion: Beren and LĂșthien
So, her NĂșmenĂłrean descendants existed at all because she chose death, the very thing they feared. I think people reading this tale would have a realization in the line of, "In her death, we were born."
The same worked for Elros.
Elros was the first King of NĂșmenor, and was afterwards known by the High-elven name Tar-Minyatur. His descendants were long-lived but mortal. His descendants were long-lived but mortal. Later when they became powerful they begrudged the choice of their forefather, desiring the immortality within the life of the world that was the fate of the Eldar, and murmuring against the Ban.
- Appendix A: The Annals of the Kings and Rulers
In a way, it's ironic that his descendants thought that he shouldn't have chosen mortality. Because if he had chosen immortality instead, they wouldn't have existed, since most likely he wouldn't have married a mortal woman and had the same children, and considering that Elves didn't pocreate as fast as Men did, especially in the Second and Third Age, the later generations wouldn't have been born. Look no further than his brother, Elrond. He married and had children in the Third Age, and his children remained unmarried for nearly 3000 years.
But like, it's also understandable that they begrudged his choice even if it seemed illogical in this view. They WERE facing an existential crisis. They felt uncomfortable with their existence: 'long-lived but mortal'; 'half-Elves' as Erendis famously said, but could never be 'full-Elves.' In that vein, I wonder if some of his descendants thought that it would have been better not to have existed than experiencing this half-existence.