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Tuor had heard rumors about Morwen and Nienor. He knew that Lorgan was trying to kidnap the daughter of Hurin and force her to marry him. But Tuor could not warn them because they were far away from him and Tuor was still a thrall. He was relieved, however, when his aunt and his cousin managed to escape from Hithlum.
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Cause and Consequence || Chapter 6
RĂœndil Amdirfael has always been different from the people of Brethil, but with every year that passes those differences become more apparent. Caught between the worlds of elves and men, RĂœndil struggles to find a place for themself in a world unprepared for the consequences of their existence.
Chapter 6: RĂœndil joins Caranthirâs armies, and mingles with both elves and Men.
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chapter 6 notes:
Rating: T | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: RĂœndil (OC) & Lorgan & Haladra (OC) Characters: RĂœndil (OC), Tallagar (dog OC), Lorgan, Haladra (Easterling OC) Word count:Â 1.7k
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Hello and welcome to the beginning of (human!) Nelyo* posts about the Wanderings of HĂșrin. I also went into the next page not featured here.Â
(edit: now also going by the name of Thalion because one tortured kinslayer wasnât enough apparently!)
warnings: discussion of canonical torture and captivity, and death, c-PTSD
also I say fuck a few times because I got angry at Morgoth and at LorganÂ
Brief Context: The Wanderings of HĂșrin is a section of The War of the Jewels, the Eleventh Volume of The Histories of Middle Earth. Like most of the histories it is somewhat scattered, filled with Christopher Tolkienâs notes and edits as well as notes from JRRT himself. The section takes place about a year after the deaths of HĂșrinâs children and details HĂșrinâs release from Angband and his subsequent travels. It ends before his venturing to Doriath but hints at events that will lead him there. Despite the scattered format it still manages to be utterly depressing!Â
Also it has a trial scene which, when I read the first time, I was honestly not expecting! Also that scene is...wild. Not a very good word but I canât think of a better one.Â
Iâm actually really nervous about this I hope this is an ok post masterlistÂ
Child of Three Houses
Rating: M Warnings: Rape/Noncon, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage Pairings: None Tags: Captivity, Slavery, Beatings, Forced Labor, Missed Chances, Trauma Notes: Credit for the original idea belongs to @absynthe--minded, just to be explicitly clear Tuor and Nienor do not have sex with each other, please mind the tags although this is not explicit.
Summary:Â Lorgan the Easterling took Tuor as his slave, declared himself as Lord of Dor-LĂłmin, and had him as thrall for three years--the same years, in fact, that he took Nienor, daughter of HĂșrin, as "ward" against her mother's good behavior.
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this is from Pawns, the Lorgan fic i started a million years ago and which i WILL finish one day, if only because itâs one of Julianaâs favorites :S
Suddenly, Lorgan found himself in the middle of the assault, surrounded on all sides by men and orcs busy trying to kill each other. The fight seemed to center on two men, both golden-haired, pressed back-to-back and fighting like demons. The taller of the two, who didnât look much older than Lorgan, turned on him with a snarl and attacked.
The man fought ferociously, using his towering height to his advantage, and Lorgan began to falter under the onslaught. He tried to back away, but the Orcs were everywhere now, overwhelming the rest of the Edain one by one. Still his opponent fought like a whirlwind, and Lorgan could not counter the manâs blows forever. At last one broke through his guard, but he managed to turn away quickly enough that the blade left a long, shallow cut in his side instead of slicing his stomach open.
But it was over for him now, he knew; the wound would slow him down even more, and he had no place to run. Lorgan gritted his teeth and readied himself for the manâs next attack, but it never came; the Adan had just started towards him when he let out a cry and reeled back, a dark arrow buried deep in his eye.
Breathing hard, Lorgan stumbled out of the way as the man dropped his sword and collapsed to the ground, writhing. Poison. He risked a quick glance behind him to see an Orc standing back from the main fight, armed with a bow. Lorgan nodded his thanks, and the other warrior returned the gesture.
He had begun to back away from the fighting when he heard someone cry out, a voice he knew too well, and turned just in time to see his father fall. The man who had been fighting beside Lorganâs attacker had noticed his companionâs death at last, and charged forward with a furious roar. Lothir didnât stand a chance; the man was on him before he could turn, knocking his sword from his hand and running him through in one swift, cruel thrust. Lothir fell to his knees, gasping, then collapsed. Blood pooled in the uneven ground beneath him, churned almost to mud by thousands of desperate feet. Â
Lorgan stood holding the gash in his side, too stunned to move. A strong hand reached out from behind him and grabbed his arm, pulling him back out of the manâs line of sight. He turned to see the Orc bowman, who shouted something and gestured to his left. Lorgan couldnât understand a word of the other warriorâs speech, but he looked to where the Orc pointed and knew instantly what he meant.
Trolls. There must have been dozens of the massive, hulking creatures, and behind their wall of bodies he caught a glimpse of something else, an impossibly tall figure that seemed to be wreathed in fireâŠ
Terrified, Lorgan tried to move, but fatigue and the pain from his wound hit him all at once and he stumbled. The Orc caught him and pulled him to his feet, supporting him as they moved out of the trollsâ path at a desperate run.
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There is something in the text that keeps me wondering why the Easterlings thought that women like Aerin were far more beautiful than the women of the Easterlings. I always thought that the Eastern ladies were good-looking, indeed. But I also wonder if some Easterlings like Lorgan thought that the same thing applied to the Men of the House of Hador. Was Lorgan jealous of Tuor when the latter was too tall and attractive, even for his people's measure?
I also wonder if there were queer Easterlings. Lorgan could be a queer man, in the sense that he could be jealous of Tuor and attracted to him at the same time. Maybe because the Hadorians were so different from the other humans in appearance and in mood.
men of middle-earth ⧠easterlings and southrons ⧠headcanon disclaimer
     While many tales tell of the Three Houses of the Edain, those mortal Men who came to Beleriand and became elf-friends, there are fewer stories in the West of those Men who arrived in the westernmost continent in later years. They are called Easterlings, for like all Men they Awoke in the East of the world, and spent more time there than did the West-men before moving to other lands.      The Easterlings who eventually made their way to Beleriand were related in kin and culture to the Khundolar and ChayasĂr tribes who were active in later Ages. They were led by two major chieftains, Kulren and PegmĂ»l, both of whom allied themselves with the House of FĂ«anor and were given lands around Himring and Thargelion in which to dwell. One such Easterling who entered the service of Maglor was the healer Tanrad, who took the name Ădhron and married the BĂ«orian woman Arasdil, the sometimes-lover of her elven-lord.      In the Fifth Battle, these Easterlings were crucial to turning the tide of the war: for though Kulrenâs folk remained faithful to the Union of Maedhros, the sons of PegmĂ»l had secretly pledged their service to Morgoth and betrayed Caranthir, ultimately leading to the Unionâs utter defeat. After the battle, Kulren and his sons were given Sindarin names honoring their bravery and loyalty, all with the prefix BĂłr-, âfaithful,â while in memory of their hideous treachery, PegmĂ»lâs family were named with the prefix Ul-, âugly.â      In the aftermath of the NĂrnaeth ArnĆdiad, those Easterlings who survived were treated to Morgothâs twisted sense of repayment. Kulrenâs people were rounded up and enslaved in the mines of Angband, while PegmĂ»lâs folk were corralled into the mountainous lands of Hithlum and shut out from the more fertile lands of Beleriand, cheated of their promised reward.      Ban was a Man who had marched under the banner of Kulren in the Battle, and had been friendly with the dwarves of Belegost, learning a little of their tongue. Though he and his wife Tandra were slain, their son Blodren survived, and escaped the captivity of Morgoth before reaching Angband. Blodren found no refuge in any land, for he had fought against PegmĂ»lâs allies and was now hated by the Edain for his distant kinship to the traitors of the NĂrnaeth, for they did not distinguish between the two groups of Easterlings. Thus Blodren became an outlaw, falling in with the Gaurwaith, who also held him in suspicion but did not turn him away for his skill in hunting. Blodren found a strange fellowship with the dwarf MĂźm when the Gaurwaith took up residence in the Bar-en-Danwedh, for he had inherited his fatherâs proclivities toward dwarves, but in the end this was not enough to save him when MĂźm betrayed his captors, and he was slain by an orc-arrow in the Battle of Amon RĂ»dh.      In Hithlum, the attempts of PegmĂ»lâs folk to till the rocky lands were mostly unsuccessful. While a portion of these folk continued to eke out a quiet existence in the mountains, others turned to cruelty toward the House of Hador who had dwelt there before the Fifth Battle. Brodda, one of Uldorâs captains, seized the lands of Dor-lĂłmin and claimed HĂșrinâs halls as his own, taking HĂșrinâs kinswoman Aerin to wife against her will. Later he would be slain but HĂșrinâs son TĂșrin, who returned to Dor-lĂłmin searching for his mother and sister, but Broddaâs death only brought about harsher treatment to those Hadorians who remained.      Another tyrant in Dor-lĂłmin was Lorgan, who set about attacking and enslaving the Grey-elves of Mithrim and any Hadorian refugees who had escaped his dominion. He allied himself with orcs to flush out the Folk of the Swan from their hiding-place in the caves of Androth, and though many escaped, Lorganâs greatest prize was the capture of Tuor, son of Huor, who had been fostered by the elves. Lorgan kept Tuor as a slave for three years, treating him cruelly, but eventually Tuor escaped and began to harry his servants as an outlaw. Lorgan put a price on his head, but after four years of failing to recapture him, Tuor vanished, never to return.      When HĂșrin Thalion was released from Angband, he was given an escort of Easterlings back to his homeland of Dor-lĂłmin. His reappearance alongside the soldiers of the Enemy made the men of Dor-lĂłmin believe he was in league with the Dark King, and thus HĂșrin was shunned by his own people and prevented from rousing any rebellion against the Easterlings who had occupied his land. Only a small company of outlaws dared to follow HĂșrin when he departed, following him first to the halls of Lorgan, who had enslaved his nephew Tuor, though HĂșrin did not know this. Lorgan feigned friendship with HĂșrin, but when HĂșrin declared he was not in Morgothâs service Lorgan allowed him to leave unhindered, guessing his Masterâs purpose was to use HĂșrinâs bitterness to sow discontent among the remnant of the Edain.      Lorgan lived out his days in tyranny, eventually perishing when one of his cronies killed him and took his place. Though the Easterling Incomers who occupied Hithlum never thrived in their lands, they lived there until the War of Wrath, mingling with the House of Hador sometimes in oppression and sometimes in cooperation. When Morgoth called upon them to fight at his side against the Host of the Valar, the more prosperous Easterling lords heeded his orders, but others fled with the remnant of Hadorâs folk to the Havens of Sirion, where they were absorbed into the contingent of Men led by Elros Tar-Minyatur, who would in time become their King.
My least favorite Easterlings are Lorgan and Brodda
