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Fingon the Valiant by Mellaril on DeviantArt

“Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; truth and justice he loved and bore good will to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.”

Fingon, son of Fingolfin, was a loyal friend, an incorruptible hero, and a certified badass. He rose to every challenge and fought bravely against impossibly powerful beings and terrible odds. He did the right thing, always, at any cost. For this, he was loved by all. Elves and Men of all realms fought by his side at the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, where he was killed. In some ways I believe Fingon was the hope and soul of the Elves– after his death, the realms of the Eldar scattered and hid before they fell, one by one. The Sons of Fëanor turned on their former allies and killed cruelly to fulfill their Oath. Until his brother’s grandson, Eärendil, sailed to Valinor, no one was ever able to unite Beleriand against Morgoth again.

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The Cave Hewers (Finrod with Dwarf Companions) by Mellaril on DeviantArt

Thus Finrod came to the Caverns of Narog, and began to establish there deep halls and armouries after the fashion of the mansions of Menegroth; and that stronghold was called Nargothrond. In that labour Finrod was aided by the Dwarves of the Blue Mountains; and they were rewarded well, for Finrod had brought more treasures out of Tirion than any other of the princes of the Noldor. And in that time was made for him the Nauglamír, the Necklace of the Dwarves, most renowned of their works in the Elder Days. It was a carcanet of gold, and set therein were gems uncounted from Valinor; but it had a power within it so that it rested lightly on its wearer as a strand of flax, and whatsoever neck it clasped it sat always with grace and loveliness. There in Nargothrond Finrod made his home with many of his people, and he was named in the tongue of the Dwarves Felagund, Hewer of Caves; and that name he bore thereafter until his end. But Finrod Felagund was not the first to dwell in the caves beside the River Narog.

Tolkien, J.R.R.. The Silmarillion (pp. 107-108). Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Kindle Edition.


Hey everyone! Yes, there has been a long absence. I started a really demanding job six months ago and since then have found it really tough to find the time to paint - this piece was mostly done on the plane between my multiple round trips across the country! So that’s what I blame for all mistakes and consistencies.

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Fire on the Snow (Maedhros Defends Himring) by Mellaril on DeviantArt

© 2019 - 2020 Mellaril“Maedhros did deeds of surpassing valour, and the Orcs fled before his face; for since his torment upon Thangorodrim his spirit burned like a white fire within, and was as one that returns from the dead. Thus the great fortress upon the Hill of Himring could not be taken, and many of the most valiant that remained, both of the people of Dorthonion and of the east marches, rallied there to Maedhros; and for a while he closed once more the Pass of Aglon, so that the Orcs could not enter Beleriand by that road.”

Figure better late than ever for Fëanorian week. Not sure what prompt this is for, but following in the noble tradition, and continuing on my trend of snowy and forbidding landscapes, here’s Maedhros and some orcs fleeing before his fierce-ass face