Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings nor do I own any of the places
or battles mentioned in my story. I do own Morimaite, Lirimaer, and Gayaer
Chapter 1: The Beginnings
He ran through the forest of Beleriand, sword drawn, sweat and blood running down his face into his armor. He slowed to preview his surroundings. He was in a clearing with knee high grass with trees all around him and tall brush. He listened. There was movement in the trees in front of him. He held his sword out in front of him and waited. Thoughts raced through his head; was it a waylaid orc from the army he was retreating from? Or was it a soldier under his command? As he waited he tried to steady his breathing and looked for a hiding spot. The rustling became louder and he spotted some tall bushes to his right and he stepped into them preparing to jump out at the person.
He deemed there was only one of them because of the soft sound they made. The seconds passed by and a soon a figure emerged. It was not a orc as he feared or a member of his company but a woman. His mouth fell open at this site. She was a elf and was more beautiful than all other creatures of her time, and he watched her. He held his breath realizing that he loved her and he that he wanted her. Summoning the courage he stepped into the clearing in her sight and smiled at her, charmingly.
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Even as a child, Gayaer was a person who knew what he wanted and would to what ever it took to achieve it. Gayaer was a Haladin and was born the only child of a poor family of blacksmiths. His mother and father loved him dearly but both of them were busy leaving the boy to fend for himself at a young age. As a result of this, he learned to survive by himself. He had no friends because of his fierce competitive demeanor and spent the days of his childhood wandering the forest and fens near his small village.
Gayaer's father was a petty soldier in the allied army under King Fingolfin's command. His father, when he was home, would talk to Gayaer about life in the army and taught him how to wield a sword.
While Gayaer's father was gone he helped his uncle in the family smithy and learned how to make weaponry and armor, horse shoes and other utensils, but deep down inside he craved to learn more. One time, when Gayaer was 12, his father came home he brought a elf of Doriath with him. Hallamacar was his name and as soon as he entered Gayaer's house he demanded the elf to teach him to speak his tongue. Gayaer was a very fast learner and he devoured what Hallamacar taught him. The teachings would go long into the night and would not stop until morning. By the time that Hallamacar and Gayaer's father had to return to the army camp Gayaer was fluent in Sindarin.
For a while everything was well and Fingolfin's army was driving the enemy back to the north. And for the first time in a while the allied army of Fingolfin was high in spirits.
Back at home Gayaer would spend his days in the forest practicing his Sindarin or in the smithy working on different metals. However, things were soon to get worse. On his 13th birthday a weary and bloodied Hallamacar came to the village of Gayaer and collapsed in the middle of the town. He held in his hand a sword. Gayaer was the first to reach him and he took him to his house. There Hallamacar slept for 2 days while Gayaer's mother treated his wounds and finally he woke up and told his tale.
It was during Dagor Aglareb that Gayaer's father was slain. And as Hallamacar was telling the story to Gayaer and his mother, Gayaer felt a rage towards Hallamacar and decided that his father would have lived if Hallamacar had protected him. Gayaer stormed out of the house and went into the woods muttering curses in Sindarin. He cursed Hallamacar, he cursed the world, and he even cursed his father. Gayaer loved his father beyond all else and he cursed his father for dying and he vowed that he would never die at the hands of a enemy. Soon Hallamacar left and Gayaer's father's the sword was given to his mother because Gayaer would not speak to Hallamacar anymore. When Gayaer was 21 he joined the army under Fingolfin and although his mother was sad to see him go she presented Gayaer with his father's sword and Gayaer cherished it above all else.
Because of Gayaer's knowledge and willingness to learn and improvise he quickly rose through the ranks of the army. He proved to be fierce in battle and many orcs cowered at the site of him. Before long, Gayaer was in charge of his own company and he led them into Dagor Bragollach with high hopes. Little did he know what this fateful day had in store for him. During the battle Gayaer was wounded and many of his men died. His company retreated into the forest and the marshes from the fell creatures of Morgoth. It was here that Gayaer met Lirimaer.
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Lirimaer was the daughter of King Olwe and niece to King Elu Thingol of Doriath. She was visiting her uncle and on that particular day she was strolling in the forest when a strange man jumped out at her and grinned. She was about to scream for help when he spoke in Sindarin, "I mean no harm m' lady". Gayaer had a deep voice that was intimidating to most people but Lirimaer was not afraid and she spoke back saying, "I do not know who you are, but I know that you don't belong here". She then eyed him suspiciously noticing for the first time that he was ruggedly handsome but she was not attracted to him. "Now go before I scream". Gayaer was so awestruck by her beauty that he almost complied with her wish but thinking quickly he stammered, "My men and I were attack and I have lost many of them. I have many wounds and I fear that it is not safe for me to stay here. There are fell creatures about". Lirimaer looked off into space as if thinking but in truth she already made up her mind, for she is kind hearted and sympathetic. She looked at the drying blood on his armor and said quietly, "Follow me".
The pair made the trip to Menengroth in silence and Lirimaer allowed Gayaer to pass through the girdle of Melian. Gayaer was entranced by her beauty and he followed her forth into the halls of Thingol where he was taken in and his wounds were treated. After many days Gayaer regained his strength and prepared to set forth once again, but he was unhappy that he didn't see Lirimaer. Later that day, as he was walked through the woods he saw her from afar and he lusted for her. He devised a plan in his head and approached her. She looked upon him and smiled and she did not realize his intent until it was too late.
Chapter 1: The Beginnings
He ran through the forest of Beleriand, sword drawn, sweat and blood running down his face into his armor. He slowed to preview his surroundings. He was in a clearing with knee high grass with trees all around him and tall brush. He listened. There was movement in the trees in front of him. He held his sword out in front of him and waited. Thoughts raced through his head; was it a waylaid orc from the army he was retreating from? Or was it a soldier under his command? As he waited he tried to steady his breathing and looked for a hiding spot. The rustling became louder and he spotted some tall bushes to his right and he stepped into them preparing to jump out at the person.
He deemed there was only one of them because of the soft sound they made. The seconds passed by and a soon a figure emerged. It was not a orc as he feared or a member of his company but a woman. His mouth fell open at this site. She was a elf and was more beautiful than all other creatures of her time, and he watched her. He held his breath realizing that he loved her and he that he wanted her. Summoning the courage he stepped into the clearing in her sight and smiled at her, charmingly.
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Even as a child, Gayaer was a person who knew what he wanted and would to what ever it took to achieve it. Gayaer was a Haladin and was born the only child of a poor family of blacksmiths. His mother and father loved him dearly but both of them were busy leaving the boy to fend for himself at a young age. As a result of this, he learned to survive by himself. He had no friends because of his fierce competitive demeanor and spent the days of his childhood wandering the forest and fens near his small village.
Gayaer's father was a petty soldier in the allied army under King Fingolfin's command. His father, when he was home, would talk to Gayaer about life in the army and taught him how to wield a sword.
While Gayaer's father was gone he helped his uncle in the family smithy and learned how to make weaponry and armor, horse shoes and other utensils, but deep down inside he craved to learn more. One time, when Gayaer was 12, his father came home he brought a elf of Doriath with him. Hallamacar was his name and as soon as he entered Gayaer's house he demanded the elf to teach him to speak his tongue. Gayaer was a very fast learner and he devoured what Hallamacar taught him. The teachings would go long into the night and would not stop until morning. By the time that Hallamacar and Gayaer's father had to return to the army camp Gayaer was fluent in Sindarin.
For a while everything was well and Fingolfin's army was driving the enemy back to the north. And for the first time in a while the allied army of Fingolfin was high in spirits.
Back at home Gayaer would spend his days in the forest practicing his Sindarin or in the smithy working on different metals. However, things were soon to get worse. On his 13th birthday a weary and bloodied Hallamacar came to the village of Gayaer and collapsed in the middle of the town. He held in his hand a sword. Gayaer was the first to reach him and he took him to his house. There Hallamacar slept for 2 days while Gayaer's mother treated his wounds and finally he woke up and told his tale.
It was during Dagor Aglareb that Gayaer's father was slain. And as Hallamacar was telling the story to Gayaer and his mother, Gayaer felt a rage towards Hallamacar and decided that his father would have lived if Hallamacar had protected him. Gayaer stormed out of the house and went into the woods muttering curses in Sindarin. He cursed Hallamacar, he cursed the world, and he even cursed his father. Gayaer loved his father beyond all else and he cursed his father for dying and he vowed that he would never die at the hands of a enemy. Soon Hallamacar left and Gayaer's father's the sword was given to his mother because Gayaer would not speak to Hallamacar anymore. When Gayaer was 21 he joined the army under Fingolfin and although his mother was sad to see him go she presented Gayaer with his father's sword and Gayaer cherished it above all else.
Because of Gayaer's knowledge and willingness to learn and improvise he quickly rose through the ranks of the army. He proved to be fierce in battle and many orcs cowered at the site of him. Before long, Gayaer was in charge of his own company and he led them into Dagor Bragollach with high hopes. Little did he know what this fateful day had in store for him. During the battle Gayaer was wounded and many of his men died. His company retreated into the forest and the marshes from the fell creatures of Morgoth. It was here that Gayaer met Lirimaer.
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Lirimaer was the daughter of King Olwe and niece to King Elu Thingol of Doriath. She was visiting her uncle and on that particular day she was strolling in the forest when a strange man jumped out at her and grinned. She was about to scream for help when he spoke in Sindarin, "I mean no harm m' lady". Gayaer had a deep voice that was intimidating to most people but Lirimaer was not afraid and she spoke back saying, "I do not know who you are, but I know that you don't belong here". She then eyed him suspiciously noticing for the first time that he was ruggedly handsome but she was not attracted to him. "Now go before I scream". Gayaer was so awestruck by her beauty that he almost complied with her wish but thinking quickly he stammered, "My men and I were attack and I have lost many of them. I have many wounds and I fear that it is not safe for me to stay here. There are fell creatures about". Lirimaer looked off into space as if thinking but in truth she already made up her mind, for she is kind hearted and sympathetic. She looked at the drying blood on his armor and said quietly, "Follow me".
The pair made the trip to Menengroth in silence and Lirimaer allowed Gayaer to pass through the girdle of Melian. Gayaer was entranced by her beauty and he followed her forth into the halls of Thingol where he was taken in and his wounds were treated. After many days Gayaer regained his strength and prepared to set forth once again, but he was unhappy that he didn't see Lirimaer. Later that day, as he was walked through the woods he saw her from afar and he lusted for her. He devised a plan in his head and approached her. She looked upon him and smiled and she did not realize his intent until it was too late.