The race of Man is by far the largest, and most influential Common Race of the more recent times. What is often overlooked is their origin, and their critical role in ancient times. Humans are actually considered one of the ancient races, though barely.  Prehistory ends with the Breaking of the Earth, and humans came into the picture just in time to help the Elves and Valar in the final sacking of Angband.  Humans are believed to have originated in the far to the south of the Desert Sans and far to the East in the Uttermost East. Born of a harsh climate and harsh existence, Man was shaped to be barbaric and ruthless, for many other barbaric races such as the Vandals, Dohcar, and some extent Barbari, survived out there. The time of their origin is uncertain and for how long they survived in the is unfathomable.  It is safe to conclude that the Humans sprung up soon after the Elves, but never acquired a defined culture, because of the brutality of their land. If they sprang up during the first Darkness of Morgoth this would explain, some of the basic instincts that make the race weak and corruptible.  The Humans fought it out with the Vandals and Dohcar for dominance of the in a continuing cycle of violence that kept their populations virtually the same for 10,000 years. In this time 3 lasting kingdoms of Man struggled into existence. The first is Gho Yjed.  This is a desert kingdom that is settled on a giant dessert oasis deep within the . The city of is its capitol.  It is ruled a tyrannous line of rulers called the Suzerains.  The   conquered the surrounding  floodplain of the river called the Desert Lotus. They wrenched it from the grasp of the nomadic Dohcar that roamed it.  They have many walled cities and towns that are made from adobe.  The Men of Gho Yjed tamed the wild desert murus (desert beast of burden) and used them as mounts. The mounted warriors became known as the Hussars and all of the dessert fear their approach. They typically wielded crude and wickedly curved scimitars, which may have been procured from orcs, but more likely Dohcar. They wore loose fitting clothes, and slipperlike shoes.  They always wore a turbin about their brow, and whenever they charge into battle they covered their face with a black veil. This is how they came to be known as the Veilmen. The second prominent kingdom is the .  As the Dohcar war parties wreaked havoc on the nomadic settlements of Man in the Dessert of the Boundless, Men found safety in numbers. Large wandering villages traversed the , hunting the dessert Malyks, and fending off Dohcar.  Eventually these wandering villages, which were all ethnically tied, were consolidated into a nation. The leader of the nation is the Sultain, and the leaders of the communities are called Sheiks.  The first Sultain name was Bandardin Al’Ziphor. He turned all of the traveling communities into fixed settlements, fixing them into villages of tents with a palisade around them.   From these settlements caravans would  go back and forth between the villages trading goods and news.  The Men of Zxal R’ch rode upon camels, and were feared by even the Vandals in war. Their weapon of preference was the war javelin which they threw with deadly accuracy. The people of Zxal R’ch wore crudely spun robes and burnouses of dull colors unlike the ornate and vivid arainment of the Gho Yjedi. They typically tread barefoot, even in the scorching sand, for this their feet became hard and leathery. Also, very few of them had beards, but they were famous for their long dark hair.   The third major of in the was the .  This was man’s greatest attempt in the Furthest East at a grand civilization. The was far to the North of Gho Yjed and Zxal R’ch. The of has a long and mysterious history, but at its greatest expanse the great spanned the dessert of the endless from the Upper Desert Lotus to the Horizon of the Sun. It its distant beginning, Kyroth was most likely a part of the Gho Yjed civilization, but soon was sundered from it for it was so far to the north. The main city of in its beginning was A’jbot. It was ruled by  a Suzerain from hundreds of years, but as the kingdom sprung up around the Desert Lotus, another great kingdom from the east known only as J’hartuat, swept in with a great invasion force. The Kyhrothi Hussars rode out to meet these invaders and were bulled down by their long iron pikes, and their armor of bronze. Luxur, the Suzerain of Kyhroth desperately looked for away to overcome the invaders.  A mysterious deity visited him in a dream and offered victory for alliegence. Desperate to defend his country, Luxur agreed. The next night Luxur was visited by a Cainus which is a man with the head of a jackel, these creatures are mimics of the Anubius of Mandos. The Cainus revealed unto the King how to construct a war chariot. So Luxur had all of his Hussars construct war chariot and hitch their Murus to them. Then they rode into battle with the Cainus at the head. The war chariots smashed through the pikes of the enemy and trampled them beneath the axle. Then a great host of Cainus came to the aid of the Kyhrothi host and swept away the invaders.  The Kyhrothi followd as the Cainus continued into the east. There the great host sacked and burned the great capitol of J’hartuat and conquered it. Thus acquiring the kingdom and all of its territories. This greatly expanded the and transformed it forever more into an empire. Then the Cainus led the victorious Luxur to a location far in the desert. There he came to the ancient city where the Canius dwelt. He was brought before their king, who in turn brought him before the deity that had visited him in the dream.  It was Set. He was no deity, but one of Melkor’s greatest servants that had forsaken him before he was bound and brought to the Halls of Waiting. There Luxur received the Sealed Scroll, which Set said was the key to all enlightenment. What it was was a complex structure for a culture and empire made to serve him. Luxur took the Sealed Scroll back to A’jbot and opened it. Then he was inspired to do everything that lay within the design. From then on the Empire of Kyhrothi grew by leaps and bounds. The line of Suzerains turned into a line of great shaman and sorcerer kings called Pharohs.  They were feared by their people and held at nigh demigod status. The Kyhrothi built a great empire with many great walled cities, and statuariums. Soon the magesty of the Empire of the Eastern Sun stretched all the way to the Horizon of the Sun. There the Pharohs build a great Necropolis from where they hoped to enter the Halls of Mandos as did the Cainus when they were slain.  They also erected great pyramids and temples to appease Set. This culture was very cryptic and gained much knowledge in the arcane arts. Also it is apparent from their legends that they were occasionally visited by various Maiar. And eventually a Valar, Orome the Hunter.  After the Pact of Luxur, the Cainus were seen no more, but Set made himself known to the Kyhrothi, through violent retribution if they strayed from his service. The Kyhrothi eventually made an alliance with Gho Yjed because of the increasing threat of the Vandals and Dohcar, but more out of increasing fear and hostility toward Set.  Finally the barbaric Dohcar, which had been amassed into a great horde by Set swept out of the Shifting Dunes in the north and attacked Kyhroth, and swept straight through to Gho Yjed.  The Hussars and the Charioteers of these nations fought valiantly, destroying entire horde, but paying dearly for it.  What the early kingdoms of Man did not realize, was that the influence of Set had worked its way into the Vandal culture as well. For the Vandals had not stirred in the wilderness a hundred years and were all but forgotten by the Kyhrothi.  Set had advanced them into a great culture that was heavily based on mysticism.  They worshiped the Sun and cursed the Moon, they gave Human, Docar, and Vandal sacrifices to appease Set.  They also practiced ritual cannibalism, consuming their dead and their foes, magically drawing their power.  They lived in great pueblos build into the faces of cliffs or out of the murk of a lake,  and farmed the tops of great buttes, and saturated paddies.  They wore the feathers and skins of many exotic animals that they roamed far and wide to kill.  They rode into battle upon swiftYali, and powerful War Elephants.  A great conquering army of vandals came from far in the north, beyond the Shifting Dunes, where their kind had retreated into the Jagged Fringe and the Wilds of Twilight.  They followed in the wake of the great Dohcar Horde and caught the kingdoms of Man off guard.  Against the Yali the Murus of Men ran in terror, and against the War Elephants the Chariots faltered. Not even the powerful Morgul magic of the Kyhrothi could overcome the great war host that the Vandals brought with them. The Armies of Men were utterly broken by the Vandals, they were pushed all the way south to the of the Lotus, which  is the source of the North flowing Desert Lotus. There upon a great promenatory  that juts out into the the Armies of Men where cornered by the savage Vandal Host . Helpless, the Generals of Kyhroth summoned seven fell beast of the Chaos, Tatzelwurm vile wurm of fire, Grindel vile wurm of fire, Hydra serpent of many heads, Chimera beast of might, Garm fell giant fell hound, Argus monster of a hundred eyes, Briareus, monster of a hundred arms. The  fell monsters were chaotic evil and destroyed Man and Vandal alike. Even as the monsters ravaged the battlefield mercilessly, the Vandals fought on and crushed the cornered Armies of Men. From their they were scattered far and wide, by the fell monsters that hunted them down.  After their summoners were slain the chaotic evil monsters of the Chaos, slithered to the dark places of the earth to make trouble for more of Illuvatar’s Children. The only one that continued in its task was Chimera.  The Vandal Host now broken and scattered continued to attack the cities of Men in small bands, and as these marauding bands met each other, they were combined, until soon the majority of the Vandal Host had been reassembled. By this point many of the small villages and town of had been sacked and burnt, and all those surviving had fled to the great walled cities, seeking protection (not only from the Vandal Host, but also the vile Chimera, which loved to prey on great cities.  The Vandal Host sieged, sacked, and burned the great cities of Kyhroth, in one long patient battle after the next. Finally the weary Vandal Host surrounded the great capitol of Kyroth, A’jbot, over 150 years after the War of the Vandals began. The walls of A’jbot were thick to be broken by the head and tusks of the great War Elephants, and to high to be bounded by the agile Yali. So the  Vandals surrounded the city, set fire to the fields of wheat, and defiled the water of the Upper Desert Lotus. The people of Kyhroth starved and thirsted for food, but were satisfied with magical nurishment. The Vandals continued to camp around the city, without sieging its walls, until the Men of A’jbot waned in strength and spirit, and became nothing more than wraiths, sustained by the Morgul magic they fed on, but also transformed into wisps of memory. Finally a second great host of Vandals arrived from the north to join the now well rested Vandal Host. The now great army of Vandals battered the great gates of A’jbot in with one great charge of War Elephants and entered a city that was deserted. As the Vandals enter the city and began to sack it and set it ablaze, they encountered a great host of wraithlike warriors, that were once the people of A’jbot. These Souless, attacked the Vandals, feeding on their souls, to regain some of their lost essence. The entire Vandal Host lost their souls being turned into undead creatures called Ghols. The great Empire of Kyhroth had been overrun, and the Vandals had been weakened, all according to Set’s plan.  Zxal R’ch which had been virtually untouched by the Vandal War being settled far to the west in the great , faced many other problems besides an army of Vandals.  The first major problem was Argus Thousandeye, the great monster summoned from the Chaos during the the of the Lotus.  He had made his abode in the Sand Cliffs on the eastern edge of Zxal R’ch.  He menaced the caravans that traveled the trade route between Zxal R’ch and Gho Yjed, virtually cutting off Zxal R’ch’s contact with its neighbors. The Sultan finally called for a hero to step forward to destroy the monster.  A strong young goatherd named Bellerophon, stepped forward, requesting only a short sword, a lance, and a net. Then he set out to the west for the sacred mount of Amon Anwar, instead of the east to slay Argus. He traveled through the bitter Desert of the Endless, being captured and enslaved by Barbari, then escaping, until he came to the Wilds of Twilight. Here met the Vandal Shaman  Teotauii, who sensed his great destiny and tricked him, bringing him before the Sun King of the Vandals to be sacrificed. Bellerophon slew the Sun King and the Shaman, and fled deep into the Wilds, getting hopelessly lost.  There he ran across the Driad, Mea Elu, and befriended her.  She agreed to take him to Amon Anwar.  When they reach Amon Anwar (which was hallowed as the resting place of the Two Fair, the Green Elven Twins, that were slain in the Battle of the Charred Slopes), They found Orome visiting the tending to the hallowed ground. Mae Elu was overjoyed, but Bellerophon was terrified, thinking him to be Set. Orome surprised to see the great destiny that laid upon Belephon’s shoulders spoke these words to him, “You have a glorious doom that hangs on your gallant shoulders, Human.  You are destined in deed to slay, not only Argus Thousandeye, but also the vile Chimera. By your exploit you will be honor by kings and revered among Men. But you will also be feared. The evil spirit of Set will fear your works and seek to destroy you. Listen well, Human! To destroy Argus you must have the aid of your companion, for her voice is sweet, and he is lustful. Smite not his eyes, for that will fling him into his wrath, stab him through the heart. As for Chimera, you must have the help of an ancient winged beast, Pegasus. For he is swift and clever. He comes to this mountain to drink from the blessed spring every full moon. He is wild, so you must use these things I give you…” Orome handed him his Aegis shield and Aegis sword. He also caused him to be invisible. “Also, when you slay Chimera, stay no longer in the lands of Man, take who is faithful to you and come directly west across the Mountains of Shadow, into the land of peace.” So Belerophon waited until the full moon , and Pegasus came to drink. He snuck up on him and wrestled with him until Pegasus was subdued.  After this Pegasus became Belleraphon’s servant.  Together, Belleraphon and Mae Elu flew east. They  found Argus attacking a caravan, which contained the Prince of Gho Yjed. Mae Elu lifted up a sweet chorus, transfixing the beastly monster. Then the monster lusted for her, and began to chase her. Belleraphon jumped off of a cliff as they ran by and slew Argus.  The Prince of Gho Yjed offered the two a great palace in the capitol of Gho Yjedi and they gladly accepted. They came into that kingdom hailed as heroes and proclaimed nobles. There Belleraphon and Mae Elu were wed. Belleraphon became a great general in the army of Gho Yjed, winning many victories against the Dohcar Hordes and the bands of marauding men that swept out of the desert. After a long while Chimera decided to attack the capitol of Gho Yjed. Belleraphon, used the weapons that Orome had given him. After doing battle with Chimera for 8 days, it was slain. So revered was Belleraphon after this that the people began to bow before him and hail him as king, and the Suzerain proclaimed him as his own son.  This made the Prince that Belleraphon had saved jealous. In his rage his slew his father and usurped the throne, he exiled Belleraphon and all of his subjects. Belleraphon, having the support of the people of Gho Yjed made to rise up in rebellion against the Suzerain, but his wife, reminded him of Orome’s warning.  So his people made preparation to leave. But Belleraphon, having much pride, snuck into the Suzerain’s palace and slew him silently in the night before departing.  For this he fell into ill-will with the Valar. As his people crossed out of Gho Yjed to cross the vastness of the they were met by Orome.  There he took back the armor and weapons, and proclaimed before all of Belleraphon’s people:

“Great was the design of the Valar for your people.  But you and your leader live Fatherless.  You know not the grace of the Valar. Because of your leader’s action, the Valars’ grace will now longer know you…You were to be exalted over all Men. But now you will have to regain this.  Two more houses of Men cross the Mountains of Shadow and cross into the land of the Elves. There must you prove your valor in the shadow of an evil against which I have shielded you.”

            As they continued their harsh trek across the desert the Mountains of Shadow came into view. Upon seeing these, Belleraphon knew it was not his destiny to lead his people into the new land. Here he relinquished his life, handing the lead to his son Hador.

Hador now a sturdy young man, donned the armor of his father, cast in Gho Yjed.  The House of Hador rode forth, mounted on muru, veiled in black. When they descended out of the Mountains of Shadow and into the Valley of the Seven Rivers, the land of the Night Elves. This was indeed not the first time Man and Elf had made contact, for the people of the House of Baor had come through the Jagged Fringe and settled at last in Doriath, where they already served in the blockade of Angband. The Night Elves that lived and farmed the Valley of the Seven Rivers where far different than the Fair Folk of forest or plain.  They were dark of skin and hair and strong in build and stature, similar to the Men of the East.  Here for a while they settled at peace with the Night Elves, who were numerous, but had no leader. Soon the poison of Morgoth began to pollute the Seven Rivers and blight the crops. The people of Hador, were stricken down with painful boils and many died. Then the fell hound Garm of the chaos descended into the valley.  Garm was now stronger, for he had gone to Angband, and had been set to guard the Throne Room and sat at the feet of Morgoth and ate meat from his hand. This made him grow fell and fey. When Morgoth released him he stormed from Angband and ramaged southward, breaking the ledger that the proud Noldar had set and opening the way for Morgoth’ next campaign. Garm came into the Valley of the Seven Rivers with a hunting party of Elven March Wardens led by Beleg the Bow in his wake. The Night Elves, strong in arms, but weak in unity, could not organize to match his terrible might. Hador called his men to arms and the Black Veils as the Night Elves called them rode against the fell hound. They mortally wounded Garm, and Beleg slew him with a well placed bowshot. Beleg thanked the Black Veils and, realizing they were men and not Black Elves was taken aback. For when Hador revealed his face, it was not of dark skin or hair as the Men of Baor or the Night Elves. It was a fair face, with violet eyes and silver hair.  Beleg befriended Hador with his kind words, and came back to his court. There Beleg told them of the plight of the Fair Folk and the Shadow of Morgoth. At this Hador was troubled, amazed that people so fair, should trouble themselves with a thing so vile. Hador, not knowing the full malevolence of Morgoth, pledged the support of his people, in the Elve’s time of need. Not many days after this Elven messengers from Doriath arrived, bearing news for Beleg. The gap in the ledger had not been closed in time, and Morgoth’s host and broken the blockade. Beleg begged Hador to honor his pledge and come with him to fight. Hador, being a man of his word, mustered all of his Hussars together. The full muster of Black Veils marched out with Beleg without hesitation, at the assurance that their friends the Night Elves would protect their women and children. Dior Thingol was amazed to see the Black Veils, as much as he was glad to see aid. He questioned little of their origin, but thanked them for their aid.  He sent them to the front in the Battlegrounds (a desolate plain north of the land of the Noldar where many battle occurred between the Elves and the Dark Horde), to fight beside their brothers, the Baorings. The Baorings were short in comparison to the tall Hadorings, but they were broad and powerful in the manor of the Trolls. The Baorings had brown wavy hair, and were very hairy in general. Their eyes were intense green, hidden beneath their thick  brows. They wore the pelts and hides of animals, sown together for clothes. Usually having buckskin tabards, pants, and moccasins, bearskin jackets and capes, and coonskin caps. They were famous for their fearless spearman, but even more for their highest rank of warrior; the berserker. The Berserker wore the horns of a bull upon his head, and only a bearskin cape to protect their back. They fought loyally in service of the Green Elves, and already had the light of the Valar began to shine on them. Hador and Baor stood side-by-side defending the Noldarin stronghold of Ami-en-Uriuk. There the steal spears and the scimitars of Men fought in brotherhood in this great battle, until Hador was slain by a Baoring in the heat of battle as the Uruks began to take the walls. Then the steal spears of the Baorings and the scimitars and lances of the Hadorings fell into contest. They now competed for the valor, instead of sharing it. In this way they fought on valiantly unto the last man, until the stronghold was taken. After the wave of uruks was beaten and the horde destroyed by the Elves. This battle was forever honored in the ballads of the bards. The Green Elves mourning the death of the mysterious Human that had heedlessly jumped to their assistance, have the Hadorings the land of Dor-Lomin. Which was a forested valley in the Mountains to the North of Greenwood the Great.  It was in the middle of the Echoing Spires, the forsaken range that whispered with dark phantasms, rumors of Morgoth’s voice, when he had cried out in pain, when he was attacked by Unoligant. There the Hadoring took up their abode and the young son of the fallen Hador, Huor, barely out of his youth, he was called Huor the Tall for he was at least a head taller than the tallest of his subjects. He also came up to the chin of many stout Troll Warriors. He did not wear the traditional armor of the Black Veils, or the weapons. Instead he wore the golden armor presented to his father by King Dior Thingol, and the helm of mythril forged by the Dwarves of Belgnost in the likeliness of a dragonhead. He carried a great two handed straight sword that was considered outlandish among his people. He also preferred fighting on foot, to fighting mounted upon a muru. He crusaded fervently with the Elves upon the Battlegrounds. Once again defending the stronghold of Ami-en-Uriuk,  holding it against all odds. He fought so fiercely and zealously in battle that the Orc named him Vlazglukt or Helljaw. Among the Elves he became known as the Dragonhelm. All of his Captains liked his style, and still wore their traditional garb, but fashioned their armor in the likeness of Dragon scales and had turbans with spines protruding from the top. Among Men Dragonhelm and his Captains became known as the Dragons (hence the typical barbarian chieftain is called a dragon and their leader and pendragon. This is what gave rise to the saying I slew the Dragon. Paladins in the First Crusade, would slay the Barbari captains to gain prestige). Huor Pendragon did much to gain prestige for the House of Hador, but also did he make the Baorings hate them more.  At the death of Baor. His grandson, Bjorn, became the leader of the Baorings. Bjorn was also a mighty warrior, and was raised in the court of King Dior Thingol, King of the Green Elves. He was well-trained in swordplay and was a master marksmen, being one of the only to humans allowed by Beleg Strongbow to accompany the March Wardens. He was well loved by the Green Elves and found as much favor in their sight as Huor Pendragon. Both longed for the hand of the Elven Lady, Loriwyn. Loriwyn loved both of them equally and refused to wed either of them because of it. Due to the friction between the two Houses of Man and their lords’ love for an Elf, Huor Pendragon and Bjorn Swiftshaft challenged each other to a duel. Huor towered over the short Bjorn by nigh three heads, but Bjorn came prepared with the tip of his spear dipped in poison.  Long did they struggle, Bjorn fleetly dodging Huor’s mighty blows, and Huor lightly turning aside Bjorn’s thrusts. At long last, Bjorn pierced Huor’s flank with the toxic spearpoint. But the affect of the poison was fought back by Huor’s tough body. Bjorn, thinking he had incompacitated his opponent stirred the crowd to applause not seeing Huor regain his feet. Huor strode up behind Bjorn and lobbed his head off. At that moment the potent poison took its ill affect and Huors great body dropped upon the corpse of Bjorn. These two barbaric and underhanded acts brought great shame on both the Houses of Man, which nursed their wound bitterly.

The next lord of Hador, Hurin, son of Huor Pendragon was also called, Hurin Elf-friend, because he had wedded an Elven maiden. This union changed the appearance of the House of Hador from violet eyes and silver hair to golden eyes and golden hair. Because of his marriage, the House of Hador once again found favor with the Elves. Hurin donned the armor of his father and joined the Elves in their campaigns against Morgoth, the Uruks of Morgoth learned to fear him just as all of his sires before him. He was famous for his ease in combat, and was fabled to sing to his queries has he pursued and cut them down. Indeed so fair was his voice that even the Elven Bards of Thingol coveted his voice. It was believed by the Elves to have magic within it.  Bengt Swiftshanks, son of Bjorn at long last came of age to rule his father’s estates and govern his people. When the time came is uncle, Uric Fellbane, who was the ruling reagent, refused to give up the scepter of Baor, exiling Bengt. Bengt then sued the Green Elves for aid in recovering his throne. Beleg Strongbow and his Marsh Wardens responded. Beleg and Bengt stormed the Halls of Baor, and in his wrath, Bengt flung his uncle from the top of the highest tower. There, seizing the Scepter of Baor, snapped it over his knee, and swore his fidelity to the Valar, binding them into service to the Elves, and not unto themselves, desiring the same fate as the Elves. This he did with Beleg Strongbow to bare witness to King Thingol. This binding, brought the House of Baor into standing with the House of Hador once more, but also, unforeseen, would lead to its downfall. When Hurin Fairdirge, was great in years and he gave thought to retiring his sword, a call came to all the faithful lords in Elvendom. The lost king Felegund, had revealed himself in all of his splindor. For countless years he had hid away in his hidden city, and now marched for with ten-thousand mythril cavaliers to lay siege to Angband. Heartened by this, all of the Elven Kingdoms rose to arms to join the Grand Host of Felegund, until such a force had assemble as yet had been seen among the Elves. Hurin took up his sword one last time, wishing to fall gloriously in battle beside the Elves in their day of victory. With him rode every able bodied man young and old from Dor-lomin.

The Men of Baor also immediately responded to the call, Bengt, whom was not yet as old as Hurin, went gladly into battle. His son Goran Macefall, and his young grandson, Per, rode into battle beside him. Even though he was older that Bengt, Hurin had only had one child, whom was still very young, because he was wed to an Elf, so he rode into battle beside his two brothers, Gwalran the Just, and Hamal the Wicked. Morgoth was totally taken off guard by this sudden mustering, and had not yet prepared his army, before Felagund was knocking upon his iron doors. He emptied Angband in order to face the great hosts, and all his vile servants and fell creatures and monsters were destroyed, and when all of his devilries and spells unbound, he himself, wearing his crown of iron, bejeweled with the Silmarils, and wielding Grond (mace of the underworld) stepped forth from Angband to meet his challengers. Much of the host now fled in terror, but Bengt and his sons stood proud before his feet. There Morgoth slew them all with one mighty blow from Grond. As he surveyed the battle he spotted Felegund, which he had been searching far and wide all of these years for, and called him forth. As Felegund approached, Angband was reemptied (it had been replenished by the diabolic factories of Morgoth). This time such a host of orcs surged from the gates, it could not be quelled. Felegund’s host was driven back and eventually routed into retreat by the endless vile wave. Morgoth himself followed in pursuit of the army, chasing them from his prescence. Hurin and his brothers commanded their men to act as rear guard for Felegund’s host, thereby insuring their retreat. Both Hurins brother’s fell as they held the narrow Neck of Jorbon, in the Western Saws. Hurin survived and as a reward for his loyalty was admitted into the Hidden City of Gondolin, he was the only human on of two humans to ever have done this. The agents of Morgoth followed the host of Elves but soon lost them beyond the Neck of Jorbon. They waylaid Hurin on his journey home and brought him to the very top of the Tangodrim. There Morgoth showed him visions of his land and glimpses of the future, of the terrible things that would happen to his family. Then Morgoth promised to prevent them and even make Hurin a captain if he would reveal the location of the Hidden City of Gondolin. Hurin refused. Morgoth removed his crown and tried to daunt him with his eyes. Not even the fell eyes of Morgoth daunted him. This is how he became known as Hurin the Dauntless. Then Hurin sang a dity mocking Morgoth, and taunting him. The beauty of his voice struck Morgoth, and sensing the magic in it, Morgoth bound him to a stone thrown and proclaimed him king of Dor-lomin and told him that he would rule it from afar. Then Morgoth left him, torturing him by giving him foresight of the horrors of Morgoth as they descended upon the land. Then Morgoth came back to him, and asked him one last time. Once again Hurin sang sweetly to him, shaming him before his greatest captains. In his wrath Morgoth took Hurins sword and slit his throat with it. The wound was not deep enough to kill him, but it was enough to mute him. Hurin’s voice continued mocking him sweetly from the sword, for the magic of his voice had passed to it. Morgoth, being frustrated with voice, and also mad at his brashness cast the sword away. Throwing it with such might and accuracy that it landed in Dor-lomin before the door of Hurin’s Hall, and then cursed the House of Hador. Morgoth was furious, for his temper had gotten the better of him, because he meant to use sweet voice of Hurin to his own design.  So there he left Hurin bound to the top of Thangodrim. Doomed to survey the devestation of Morgoth for eternity. The great losses of these Lord of Men were mourned among the Elves and the Houses of Baor and Hador were revered in the Elven Kingdoms. But the Houses, in truth, were in strife. Hurin’s child, Tuor was the first to find Sing Sword of his father, and even in his childhood innocence knew what was meant. Because of this he grew up bitterly and was a harsh lord. The House of Baor had three generations of lords wiped out, for they were killed by Morgoth in the of the . The next in line was Per’s twin brother, Pelle Halfpod, who was lame and could not walk. He also was still young and his health was already failing. But he stubbornly took the throne. He rule for many years, but unlike Tuor whom was an oppressor. Pelle did little of anything of importance, and this way allowed the honor of the House of Baor to decline greatly. As Pelle grew older, always barely hanging to life by a thread, the ones in his family that were in line for the throne, began to demand that he wed and have a child. After this it was revealed that he had indeed married someone in secret and had fathered a child. He had wed the daughter of Tuor, secretly binding the two Houses. He had fathered a son that was now young man, whom was called Dhor. At this Pelle’s cousin,Viktor, who had been next in line to the throne, began a revolt against Pelle claiming he had ultimately disgraced the family. He gained the support of most of the House and overthrew Pelle, locking him and Dhor away in the dungeons, and usurping the throne. Viktor was called Viktor Deathdance, because he was the most wreckless warrior the House of Baor had yet seen. When the Noldar Prince, Maedhros rode to the to challenge Morgoth, Viktor rode gladly with him. Morgoth came forth once again (and for the last time) from Anband and accepted their challenge. Morgoth recognized Viktor as of Bengt’s kin and promised him he would die the same way his ancestors had. Long they struggle with Morgoth, and Viktor was killed by a might blow from Grond, just as Morgoth had promise. So was Maehdros, the chief prince of the Noldar. But not be for he hewed off Morgoth’s great foot. Morgoth let out such a cry of pain it slew all that had gathered there to battle him, and it awoke the rumors of his cries in Dor-lomin. Tuor heard these great cries, and thought Morgoth slain, he excitedly made ready to leave for the court of King Thingol. As he was crossing a creek in the mountains, he notices and odd ripple in the water. His father’s sword sang to him, telling him to flee the world of Elves, and to follow the ripple to where it might lead. The ripple moved slowly, but imperiously slowly gaining power as the creek rushed from out of the mountains into a tributary of the great Turbulence. So Tuor followed the rippled and in doing so past from the land of Elves and Men forever. Tuor was thought to be dead, probably waylaid by orcs on his way through the mountains. So Tuor’s son, Turin Doomsayer, took the throne. At this time the first of the blights of the House of Hador fell. A great sickness sent from Morgoth killed his mother and his sisters. In his depression, he wished to step down from his throne, but the he had no wife, and all of the suitable heirs had been killed by the plague. Therefore, remembering Dhor, his cousin, whom was imprisioned by Viktor, demanded his release. The son of Viktor, Belgor Broadbelt, refused wishing to honor the commands of his recently slain father. Frustratedly, declared war upon the House of Baor, and laid siege to Belgor’s Halls. A servant within the court of Belgor that was faithful to Pelle, aided Dhor in escaping the dungeon and entering the custody of . Even after this event the war continued to rage on, for the friction had been building for generations. Dhor was then installed as the next Lord of Dor-lomin. The House of Hador had not ended, though. The custody of Dor-lomin had just been bequeathed to another House, the new House of Dhor. The installation of Dhor did no good for the War of the Houses, because Dhor hated the Baorings with a passion for imprison him during his prime years. The war raged and countless lives were lost, and no decisive victories were won. Belgor lead a massive campeign into Dor-lomin, sacking and burning it as he went.  Finally he sacked the Halls of Dhor, taking Dhor prisoner, in hopes of ransoming him for a price large enough to pay for the costs of the war. He did not realize that a great force of Hadorings was closing around on him from all sides, lead by Dhor’s son Gil Stareyes. The Hadorings, hoping to end the feud by wiping out the Baoring host, destroyed the Baorings, and executed Belgor. the Sterile, son of Belgor, was forced to sign a peace treaty with the Hadorings, for he had not the money, nor the men to fight the Hadorings. He was also unable to father any children, and he had no cousins. It seemed as if he were the last of his line. Dhor offered his youngest daughter in marriage to him as a token of peace, but refused, because he hated the House of Dhor bitterly for slaying his father, when his father would have only ransomed Dhor.  At this time and urgent call from the weakening Principalities of the Noldar. Morgoth’s army was already rebuilt and it had once again destroyed the blockade, and was threatening to overrun the Noldar. at first refused the call, not wanting his House to fail, then reminding himself of the pledge that Bengt had made before Beleg Strongbow, bounding the House of Baor to the fate and service of the Elves. So he rode off to battle with only his personal guard, and there fell, valiantly fighting a lich lutientuit of Morgoth, ending the house of Baor. Dhor and Gil also answered the call, for their army was still strong and fresh from the battles with the Baorings. Dhor unexpectedly fell ill, for he was well passed in his years and was left behind, but Gil and his son Galad the Light, rode off to help the Noldar Princes. By the time they had arrived the Noldar hand been mostly overrun, they met the rest of the Noldar Princes retreating into the Great to seek refuge. They continued on proudly wishing to hold the rear of the armies as they retreated across the Sweeping Plain, as their ancestors had done in every major battle. They met the pursuing host of Orcs and were soon overwhelmed. But they were not slain. Instead they were taken captive and brought before a Fey Agent, because Morgoth had received word of Tuor’s mysterious disappearance, and believed he had gone to the by direction of his Father’s Sword. He did not know that the House of Hador no longer rule in the . He believed he was capturing son of Tuor. When the Fay Agent probed their minds and found them not to be directly of the line of Hador, it killed Gil, and tortured and released Galad to deliver the message that the curse of Hurin the Dauntless fell heaver on the heads of the Lords of the House of Dhor. Galad straggled into his own halls a year later. Fay and tormented and near death.

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