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          Gondor was a mighty kingdom at its height, and even in the years of its decline it held many fiefdoms within its borders aside from the capital of Minas Tirith. Those who led these provinces were known in times of war as the Captains of the Outlands, for when the King or Steward called upon them they were bound by honor and duty to ride to the defense of their kingdom.           During the War of the Ring, the Captains were rallied together to face the might of Sauron on the Pelennor Fields. From Lossarnach came Forlong the Fat, an old man of great girth and vitality, with two hundred men bearing mighty battle-axes. From Blackroot Vale came Lord Duinhir and his sons Duilin and Derufin, leading five hundred bowmen to battle. From Ringló Vale came Dervorin, son of its Lord, with three hundred men on foot; from Anfalas came Golasgil with a long line of civilians, fighting bravely despite their lack of equipment or skill. From the Green Hills came Hirluin the Fair with three hundred gallant green-clad men. From Dor-en-Ernil, Land of Princes, whose capital was Dol Amroth by the sea, came Prince Imrahil with a company of knights and seven hundred soldiers. From Anórien came Benrodir, newly ennobled for his bravery, with two hundred doughty men loyal to their prince. From Calembel came Inram the Tall, who had emptied his settlement of soldiers and led six hundred spearmen in his train; from Ethir Anduin came Nosdiligand, his force of a hundred fishermen small but mighty in their bravery.           These brave warriors fought to defend Minas Tirith, a city not their own, for its people were their kin and deserved not the cruelty of the Enemy. Amid the Battle of the Pelennor Fields, hundreds of soldiers fell; and with them fell many of their lords, also. Forlong, separated from his men, was rendered immobile when his horse was slain, and soon was overrun; Hirluin was killed in battle rushing to the aid of Éomer of Rohan; Nosdiligand was cut down at the very gates of Minas Tirith, defending against an onslaught of orcs. Though Duinhir survived, his twin sons Duilin and Derufin were slain, trampled by mûmakil while attempting to shoot out the monsters’ eyes; they died with questions in their heart of who their mother was, though in truth they had none, for Duinhir had borne them himself after a love affair gone wrong.           Of the Captains of the Outlands, only three were not present for the assault upon Minas Tirith, for they were defending their own lands, besieged by the Corsairs of Umbar. These were Angbor of Lamedon, Torthion of Lebennin, and Brassenor of Belfalas, and each of their lands was freed only when Aragorn and the Grey Company with the wraiths of the Oathbreakers swept along the coast liberating the Men of Gondor from the wrath of the Corsairs. Both Torthion and Brassenor were slain before Aragorn’s arrival, leaving Angbor alone to rally the people of the coast and march to Minas Tirith. Aragorn named Angbor “the Fearless” for his determination in leading four thousand men, many of which were his own horsemen, even after the destruction of his homeland. Indeed, his endurance through trial allowed Angbor to relieve Aragorn of the duty of protecting Minas Tirith when he marched to the Black Gate in a direct challenge to Sauron, for Angbor’s forces would defend the city as he went on the offensive, both important roles in bringing about the end of the War and the freedom of Gondor.

          Asdihil was the sixteenth Prince of Dol Amroth. He wed Lady Lômihirî of Lossarnach, who bore him four children: a son, Aglazôr, two daughters, Rûkhilî and Karasindil, and another son, Imrahad. In his ninetieth year, Asdihil and his sons were called upon by Steward Beregond to defend the White Mountains, where orcs fleeing their war with the dwarves had recently established themselves. Asdihil led a valiant attack, flushing many orcs out of the dales, but was laid low by a poisoned arrow. Aglazôr and Imrahad carried him back to Dol Amroth where he died surrounded by his family.           Grieving the loss of her beloved husband, Lômihirî found she could no longer bear the sight of the sea and removed herself to the land of her birth. With her were her two youngest children, Karasindil and Imrahad, though Aglazôr took up his inheritance with the aid of his sister Rûkhilî and his wife Gimilzâirî, both wise counselors. In Lossarnach, Imrahad found love and happiness with the maiden Azrurôth, who had never before seen the sea whose name she bore. Imrahad was glad to bring her to his home and wed her in his brother’s castle, though after their marriage they returned to Lossarnach to raise their children.           The eldest of these was Nilûzôr, a man of great cheer and confidence who expressed his true self at a young age by refusing the title of “little lady.” Nilûzôr wed the mason Ûrîbatân, a quiet and gentle soul, and bore him one child, a daughter by the name of Minluphêl. She became a scholar, often visiting the libraries of Minas Tirith and Dol Amroth, where she befriended her cousin Prince Aglahad and married one of his retainers, Abralêth, who returned home with her to Lossarnach.           Minluphêl and Abralêth’s son Aglazagar was, despite his fearsome name, a man devoted more to cultivating the beautiful flowers and orchards of his home than he was to war. Still, he took up his sword when the need arose, and for his valiance in battle defending the new outpost of Henneth Annûn, Steward Turgon named him the Lord of Lossarnach, now a fiefdom in its own right. Aglazagar wed Zimrupânî, a handmaiden of Turgon’s wife Mírdholen, and together they had two children: Arnubên and Morwen.           Arnubên was in many ways unlike his father, delighting in contests of strength and eagerly meeting Gondor’s foes in battle. His husband Hiruzîr was no less valiant, and the only thing that took him from the field was the birth and rearing of his son Forlong, raised by his fathers to be a mighty warrior. Arnubên’s sister Morwen was an iron-willed woman with an interest in politics. She often visited Minas Tirith, and it was during her residency there that she met Prince Thengel of Rohan, an honorable young lord whom she quickly grew to admire. In time they were wed, and when Thengel was called back to Rohan upon the death of his father Fengel, Morwen returned with him as his Queen. The Rohirrim loved their Gondorian queen, naming her Steelsheen for her grace and pride, and from her line sprung many of the greatest heroes of the Riddermark.

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