Lirimaer was born, after the darkening of the Valar in Alqualonde, the
daughter of Owle. In the Kingslaying, Olwe's first wife was slain but soon
he took up another wife and she bore him Lirimaer. Lirimaer had golden hair
and a soft face. As a child she was happy and full of laughter. Her father
kept the secret of the Kingslaying from her till she older and no one spoke
of it to her. She was not sad of the killing of the two trees because of
the ignorance and her childhood was full of love and laughter. Those around
her found that her laughter was contagious and they rejoiced when she was
around. The ages passed but a small flame grew in Lirimaer and she desired
to see what was beyond the land of Aman. Lirimaer went to her father and
pleaded with him but he was steadfast and would not let her go into the
East.
Lirimaer's mother would often talk with Olwe about this matter and soon she persuaded him to let Lirimaer go to Doriath and stay with Elu Thingol. Olwe was hesitant but gave in to his wife and before he let Lirimaer go he summoned her to talk with him. Lirimaer came to Olwe's chamber and he sat her down and told her about what happened before she was born. He told her of the Silmarils and the two trees of light and the evil that destroyed them. He told her of the treason of the Noldor and the Kingslaying at Alqualonde. While she listened to her father speak, tears streamed down her face. After the talk something changed in her. She didn't laugh as much and at the same time she gained sympathy, for even though she was not affected by Morgoth and the Noldor, she grieved for the people who were.
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Gayaer looked at Lirimaer and smiled. It was a cheerful grin but the look in his eyes betrayed him. She looked away, looked for help but there was no one around. She did not love him for he was one of the Younger and she knew that her father would never allow it. She tried to resist him but he was too strong. Gayaer grabbed her around the waist and held a hand over her mouth and he bore her out of Doriath.
That day when Lirimaer did not return, King Elu Thingol worried and he asked his wife, Melian, for counsel for she was wise and powerful and she said to Thingol, 'He has taken her'. The wrath of the King was great and he sent searchers to find her and kill Gayaer. He was found only by Hallmacar. Gayaer and Hallamcar fought for one day and one night and Hallamacar gave Gayaer many wounds but the wrath of Gayaer at seeing his old friend rivaled the wrath of Thingol and Gayaer slew Hallamcar triumphantly in front of Lirimaer. Then Gayaer took Hallamcar's sword and sheath and called out loud, 'This I will give to my son so he can remember what his father has done for him'. The sword was long and sharp. The hilt was made of mithril and the blade of tempered steel. It had been made by the great dwarf, Telchar and was given to Thingol as a gift. Thus it passed into the hands of Hallmacar for after Dagor Aglareb he became in great favor of the King. The sword would change color depending on the mood of the weilder and when Gayaer held it up the blade glowed red as a flame and Gayaer called it Nurunaar, Deathflame.
Now Gayaer did not have a home so he ran into the woods of Neldoreth and he soon found a clearing where he set Lirimaer down and proclaimed to her what was on his mind. He said to her that she would become his wife and she would bear him a son. He bid Lirimaer to work and soon they had built together a small cottage. For the first couple of weeks after her capture she cried every night and grieved at the thought of not seeing her father again. Soon the tears stopped and she accepted her fate and she even grew to respect Gayaer even though she feared him.
Gayaer also built a smithy and he would spend his days working in it and he traded with the dwarves. Lirimaer spent her time in the house pondering what her father told her and of her new fate. Then one day a couple of years latter Lirimaer went out of the house and stood in front of Gayaer while he was working on a project. He looked up at her and she said, 'Your child now grows in my belly, Gayaer'. Then she turned around and walked back into the house.
Later that year on midsummer's eve, Lirimaer brought into the world a son, and for a while Gayaer changed. He became loving and thoughtful. He held his son up to the sky and said, 'Morimaite shall be your name!' and when Gayaer held up sword, the blade glowed red as a flame and Gayaer called it Nurunaar, Deathflame.
Now Gayaer did not have a home so he ran into the woods of Neldoreth and he soon found a clearing where he set Lirimaer down and proclaimed to her what was on his mind. He said to her that she would become his wife and she would bear him a son. He bid Lirimaer to work and soon they had built together a small cottage. For the first couple of weeks after her capture she cried every night and grieved at the thought of not seeing her father again. Soon the tears stopped and she accepted her fate and she even grew to respect Gayaer even though she feared him.
Gayaer also built a smithy and he would spend his days working in it and he traded with the dwarves. Lirimaer spent her time in the house pondering what her father told her and of her new fate. Then one day a couple of years latter Lirimaer went out of the house and stood in front of Gayaer while he was working on a project. He looked up at her and she said, 'Your child no grows in my belly, Gayaer'. Then she turned around and walked back into the house.
Later that year on midsummer's eve Lirimaer brought into the world a son, and for a while Gayaer changed. He became loving and thoughtful and he held his son up to the sky and said, 'Morimaite shall be your name!'
Lirimaer's mother would often talk with Olwe about this matter and soon she persuaded him to let Lirimaer go to Doriath and stay with Elu Thingol. Olwe was hesitant but gave in to his wife and before he let Lirimaer go he summoned her to talk with him. Lirimaer came to Olwe's chamber and he sat her down and told her about what happened before she was born. He told her of the Silmarils and the two trees of light and the evil that destroyed them. He told her of the treason of the Noldor and the Kingslaying at Alqualonde. While she listened to her father speak, tears streamed down her face. After the talk something changed in her. She didn't laugh as much and at the same time she gained sympathy, for even though she was not affected by Morgoth and the Noldor, she grieved for the people who were.
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Gayaer looked at Lirimaer and smiled. It was a cheerful grin but the look in his eyes betrayed him. She looked away, looked for help but there was no one around. She did not love him for he was one of the Younger and she knew that her father would never allow it. She tried to resist him but he was too strong. Gayaer grabbed her around the waist and held a hand over her mouth and he bore her out of Doriath.
That day when Lirimaer did not return, King Elu Thingol worried and he asked his wife, Melian, for counsel for she was wise and powerful and she said to Thingol, 'He has taken her'. The wrath of the King was great and he sent searchers to find her and kill Gayaer. He was found only by Hallmacar. Gayaer and Hallamcar fought for one day and one night and Hallamacar gave Gayaer many wounds but the wrath of Gayaer at seeing his old friend rivaled the wrath of Thingol and Gayaer slew Hallamcar triumphantly in front of Lirimaer. Then Gayaer took Hallamcar's sword and sheath and called out loud, 'This I will give to my son so he can remember what his father has done for him'. The sword was long and sharp. The hilt was made of mithril and the blade of tempered steel. It had been made by the great dwarf, Telchar and was given to Thingol as a gift. Thus it passed into the hands of Hallmacar for after Dagor Aglareb he became in great favor of the King. The sword would change color depending on the mood of the weilder and when Gayaer held it up the blade glowed red as a flame and Gayaer called it Nurunaar, Deathflame.
Now Gayaer did not have a home so he ran into the woods of Neldoreth and he soon found a clearing where he set Lirimaer down and proclaimed to her what was on his mind. He said to her that she would become his wife and she would bear him a son. He bid Lirimaer to work and soon they had built together a small cottage. For the first couple of weeks after her capture she cried every night and grieved at the thought of not seeing her father again. Soon the tears stopped and she accepted her fate and she even grew to respect Gayaer even though she feared him.
Gayaer also built a smithy and he would spend his days working in it and he traded with the dwarves. Lirimaer spent her time in the house pondering what her father told her and of her new fate. Then one day a couple of years latter Lirimaer went out of the house and stood in front of Gayaer while he was working on a project. He looked up at her and she said, 'Your child now grows in my belly, Gayaer'. Then she turned around and walked back into the house.
Later that year on midsummer's eve, Lirimaer brought into the world a son, and for a while Gayaer changed. He became loving and thoughtful. He held his son up to the sky and said, 'Morimaite shall be your name!' and when Gayaer held up sword, the blade glowed red as a flame and Gayaer called it Nurunaar, Deathflame.
Now Gayaer did not have a home so he ran into the woods of Neldoreth and he soon found a clearing where he set Lirimaer down and proclaimed to her what was on his mind. He said to her that she would become his wife and she would bear him a son. He bid Lirimaer to work and soon they had built together a small cottage. For the first couple of weeks after her capture she cried every night and grieved at the thought of not seeing her father again. Soon the tears stopped and she accepted her fate and she even grew to respect Gayaer even though she feared him.
Gayaer also built a smithy and he would spend his days working in it and he traded with the dwarves. Lirimaer spent her time in the house pondering what her father told her and of her new fate. Then one day a couple of years latter Lirimaer went out of the house and stood in front of Gayaer while he was working on a project. He looked up at her and she said, 'Your child no grows in my belly, Gayaer'. Then she turned around and walked back into the house.
Later that year on midsummer's eve Lirimaer brought into the world a son, and for a while Gayaer changed. He became loving and thoughtful and he held his son up to the sky and said, 'Morimaite shall be your name!'