“In all the days of the Third Age, after the fall of Gil-galad, Master Elrond abode in Imladris, and he gathered there many Elves, and other folk of wisdom and power from among all the kindred of Middle-earth, and he preserved through many lives of Men the memory of all that had been fair; and the house of Elrond was a refuge for the weary and the oppressed, and a treasury of good counsel and wise lore.” - Nature of Imladris
Campaign Features
Reclaim Ost-in-edhil
Reclaim Ost-in-Edhil and rebuild the forges of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain. Rebuild the Jewel Guild in Ost-In-Edhil to unlock units, upgrades, and bonuses.
Glorfindel Returns (V3)
Command the great Elven hero of the First Age with the potential for him to be sent back again should he fall in battle
The Twins (V3)
Send the famous brothers Elladan and Elrohir on a pressing mission beyond the Misty Mountains.
Galdor of the Havens (V3)
Send Círdan’s trusted advisor on a perilous quest to a far off isle to unveil a dark mystery
The Eldarinwë Rocthinim (Eldarinwe Golden Riders in Sindarin) have fought through the many ages: giving chase to orcs at Dagor-nuin-Giliath; breaking Morgoth's armies at Dagor Aglareb; avoiding the flames of Dagor Bragollach and; routing Sauron's armies on the slopes of Mount Doom. In the waning years of the Third Age the thunder of their charge is but a faint echo of what it once was and the might and light of the Eldar are greatly diminished. Nevertheless, some among them are excellent administrators and warriors and they are given lordships in the various lands of Lindon and Rivendell. Their numbers are few but their skill is unmatched and for that reason, they are chosen to protect the very leaders of the Eldar. Riding to war with bow and sword, they are one of the most formidable cavalry in all of Middle-earth.
The Lindar of Lindon are mostly survivors of the War of Wrath who decided to stay in Middle-earth, settling with the Ñoldor in Lindon under the rule of High-King Gil-galad. These Elves joined the Last Alliance serving Gil-galad and, after the fall of Sauron, they returned to Lindon to live with the remnant of the Ñoldor. Some Lindar show themselves as excellent administrators and warriors and they are given lordships in the various lands of Lindon and Rivendell. Their numbers are few but their skill is unmatched and for that reason, they are chosen to protect the very leaders of the Eldar. Marching to war with sword and shield, Lindar Mahanar (Lindar Sword Brother in Sindarin) are a formidable force but care must be taken for they can become easily surrounded.
For their boasting belied a deep melancholy. They ached bitterly at the killing of the last of the line of Fëanor, the great jewel-smith Celebrimbor, creator of the Rings and catspaw of the Great Deceiver. In time it has come to pass that Eregion has been reclaimed by the efforts of the Eldar and though this comes as some comfort to many of the Noldor, never again shall mere jewellery be crafted in its forges. Every smith works tirelessly that the newly mobilised regiments of the Elves might be equipped, or else-wise serves in the battle line himself. Yet even amongst these new war-smiths a few stand apart. Eldar marked too deeply by the burning of Eregion and the killing of their Lord, for whom even the rebuilt splendour of its cities does little to dim their hatred. In blasphemous and dangerous imitation of their lieges of old these Noldor have done something unthinkable and as a company sworn an oath of vengeance upon the Dark Lord Sauron, to ensure the Rings are reclaimed from the hands of evil. Eschewing the blue and brilliance of their brother-smiths, in red and black the Vengeance of the Forge Realm takes the field.
Their Greathammers, made for nothing but battle, will hew down the very walls of Barad-dûr. Their fellow elves, recalling the consequences the last time such a fellowship bound themselves so, view them with suspicion if not outright hostility. Yet under the patronage of a new leader of the people of the Jewelsmiths this fell brotherhood is ever on campaign, coming rarely back to the land of the Holly, and this shields them from censure. On the battlefield their remembrance of the great losses of their people drives their compatriots to ever greater acts of valour and for a time even the most tranquil of the Noldor might feel that he is one of the sons of the Lord of the lights, at war in the shadow of Angband. Yet at battle’s end the rage passes, and the Elves are once more known to themselves.
In silent shame they watch the disciples of Dornornoston stalk from the field, having for just a moment shared in a measure of that company’s fathomless rage, and knowing what would befall any creature that stood in the path of their Oathpact.
Imladris is located in a deep valley at the base of the Hithaeglir, the Misty Mountains, where many bands of orcs roam in search of plunder and battle. Although well hidden, Rivendell is not unassailable and an advanced scouting network was set up to protect the valley long before an enemy arrives. At the core of the network are the Amanyar Rangers. They regularly patrol all of Eriador to ensure that no enemy can come within striking distance of their beloved home. More than just sentries, the Rangers are a battle ready force with the intent to engage and turn away enemies before they can defile the peace and beauty of the Eldar realm. The moors, foothills and forests around the Misty Mountains are unsuitable for traditional cavalry tactics yet mounts are necessary if the lands are to be effectively patrolled and protected. To that effect, Amanyar Rangers wield bows and swords from horseback and give fight to the enemy both from afar and in melee according to need. Their scale armour keeps them mobile and offers decent protection.
Showering their enemies with arrows and then following up with swords is a favoured tactic against bands of orcs and raiders but heavier troops require that more of a distance be kept. Whether they are engaging directly or simply harassing the enemy, the Rangers embody both the elves' affinity for archery as well as swordplay.
Fighters of the Amanyar (those who came from Aman) form the core of the High Elves' standing armies and are rightfully admired by their allies while being feared by their enemies, having earned their reputation over the course of millennia. The horsemen of the Amanyar are excellent riders who form a strong bond with their mounts that enables both horse and rider to operate in tandem. Though not many, the Amanyar Riders are well equipped with spears, swords and a combination of chain and leather armour making them a potent force in most situations. The combination of mobility, good protection and a strong charge can be devastating on the field of battle. Whist they march under the banner of any Eldar lord, their numbers are almost exclusively made up of Ñoldor. There are some exceptions however where a Sindar or Lindar elf has proven his mettle and welcomed into their ranks.
Amongst the Elves of Imladris and Lindon are descendants of the Eldar of Valinor that made the journey back to Middle-earth in the First Age, either as followers of Fëanor or of their own volition; such as Galadriel. When these Elves lived in Aman, they mingled with the Valar and learned much from them; from Tulkas, the physically strongest of the Valar, they learned of strength and might and some Elves developed an almost fanatical devotion to Tulkas and to battle. When they made the journey back to Middle-earth, forsaken by the Valar, they banded together to form the simply named Amanyar Swordmasters, for they carried Tulkas teachings and spirit with them and felt there were none better with a sword than themselves. Now, thousands of years later, the order lives on and the same teachings are passed onto new warriors. In battle they favour speed and might over defensive tactics and wear light armour but wield ferocious two-handed swords, over time their numbers have dwindled and they have refined their tactics to act as swift but brutal warriors. The Swordmasters numbers' are few but they will ensure the teachings of Tulkas live on and that all come to respect the mighty Valian Lord.
Gone are the golden days of the Hidden City of Gondolin. Long are the years that have passed since its fall. The Elves are a wrecked reflection of their former selves, a pale imitation of their lost glory. Their mark on Middle-earth is fading, and with the departure of so many, hope among their dwindling kind has become a most rare commodity.
And yet despite this most grim outlook upon the future, there are still those who choose to stand against the shadow. Greatest of all are the Noldor, ancient and proud and bold. They fight with the fury of the wars of old, armed with bows and swords and hammers. They march to war with songs on their lips, each fall of their boot against the earth like the beat of an ancient, terrible drum.
Among these mighty warriors there are those who do not march, but ride. They are the personal retinue of Glorfindel, last Lord of the House of the Golden Flower of Gondolin. The footfalls of their steeds sound not of drums, but thunder. They ride with destined purpose, they fight with sacred duty. They wield not swords or bows or hammers, but long and deadly lances, the ancient banners of their Lord’s house flying proud and bright from their hafts. Even under clouded skies, they shine like no other, their golden armor glowing as though blessed with the light of Anor.
They visit upon the enemy a violence unlike any other, each thrust of their mighty lances piercing the skulls of many foes. Lit with the light of the stars at their backs, the charge they give is wrath and ruin. Beheld by the eyes of the shadow, they are a terror beyond measure. Among Men and Dwarves and Elves and Orcs, the Company of the Golden Flower knows no equal.
Their tale is one of vengeance, retribution is their song.
The Eldarinwë Roquen (Eldar Lances) have ridden through the many ages: giving chase to orcs at Dagor-nuin-Giliath; breaking Morgoth's armies at Dagor Aglareb; avoiding the flames of Dagor Bragollach and; routing Sauron's armies on the slopes of Mount Doom. In the waning years of the Third Age the thunder of their charge is but a faint echo of what it once was and the might and light of the Eldar are greatly diminished. Nevertheless, the need for these lancers is as great as their numbers are few, for such warriors can turn the tide of a battle in an instant: bringing victory to the elves and their allies. Mobile and hard hitting, the Lancers can strike at a vulnerable spot and cut through enemy ranks with their sharp lance points: causing dismay and destruction among their foes. Such a potent force is a precious commodity and should only be brought to bear when it can do the most damage and cripple the enemy.
REQUIRES GWAITH-I-MÍRDAIN AND IMLADRIS, EREGION OR MITHLOND
Since Imladris was founded by Elrond, the enemies of the Elves have always sought it out and searched tirelessly up and down the Bruinen for the secret refuge. Owing to the efforts of the Dúnedain and Amanyar Rangers, few enemies ever find the way to Imladris but if they do, then they have to contend with the best warriors in Middle-earth; The Eldarinwë Thurudir. The ranks of the Guard are filled with Ñoldorin Veterans and Archers who have studied their skills in depth. Having followed Elrond from his birth, centuries before, and having witnessed the destruction of Beleriand and the wars that plagued that land, they have pledged to defend this last refuge of peace and its noble leader with their lives. Believing that evil can only be rooted out with death, they will kill any would-be foe without mercy, using their age-old bows and swords holding the many choke points of the river valley of Imladris. To ensure their protection, they wear the best armour found on Middle-earth; forged with techniques passed down from Celebrimbor himself! Marching to the defence of Lord Elrond with flowing cloaks and songs of war on their lips, they are warriors from an age long past and fight with a righteous fury not seen on the plains of Middle-earth since the Valian conquest of Angband.
REQUIRES GWAITH-I-MÍRDAIN AND IMLADRIS, EREGION OR MITHLOND
Elladan's Guard may well be the longest serving single battalion in Middle-earth for they have served the house of Elrond since he himself was just a child. After the sack of the Havens of Sirion, Elrond and Elros were captured by Maglor and his brother Maedhros. After a time Maglor took pity on the brothers and began to raise them himself and, in order to better protect the brothers, Maglor organized a battalion of some of his finest to defend and serve each child; thus the Half-elven Guard were born. 6000 years have past since that day and the Guard have been through many trials and tests. Greatest of these was the war of the Last Alliance. They fought with Elrond as they had always done and were present at the slaying of Gil-galad. After the battle, in honour of the last High King, Elrond renamed them as simply 'Gil-galad's Company'. Feeling that the great King's memory should live on on the battlefield.
Years of practice have made the Company masters of both sword and bow and their skill with either is totally unmatched in Middle-earth. The Company's armour and weapons were originally created and maintained by Celebrimbor before his fall and, today, they keep them in impeccable condition. The hearts of the enemy quake when the horns of Gil-galad's Company sound upon the wind!
Gil-galad's Company may well be the longest serving single battalion in Middle-earth for they have served the house of Elrond since he himself was just a child. After the sack of the Havens of Sirion, Elrond and Elros were captured by Maglor and his brother Maedhros. After a time Maglor took pity on the brothers and began to raise them himself and, in order to better protect the brothers, Maglor organized a battalion of some of his finest to defend and serve each child; thus the Half-elven Guard were born. 6000 years have past since that day and the Guard have been through many trials and tests. Greatest of these was the war of the Last Alliance. They fought with Elrond as they had always done and were present at the slaying of Gil-galad. After the battle, in honour of the last High King, Elrond renamed them as simply 'Gil-galad's Company'. Feeling that the great King's memory should live on on the battlefield.
Years of practice have made the Company masters of both sword and bow and their skill with either is totally unmatched in Middle-earth. The Company's armour and weapons were originally created and maintained by Celebrimbor before his fall and, today, they keep them in impeccable condition. The hearts of the enemy quake when the horns of Gil-galad's Company sound upon the wind!
In the year of 1697 of the Second Age forces of Sauron the Deceiver swept through Eregion laying waste to Ost-in-Edhil and its community of the elves' greatest smiths and craftsmen who laboured there under Celebrimbor ever striving to perfect their craft. Even though Sauron was eventually driven from the region, Eregion lay abandoned and ruined for thousands of years well into the Third Age. But now that the War of the Ring has set the elves on the warpath once again, they have decided to re-establish their community in Eregion and set alight its forges once again. Where the Gwaith-i-Mírdain of old were primarily focused on jewels and crafts designed to bring the beauty of Valinor to Middle-earth this new generation of Eregion Smiths have turned their talents to the production of finest weapons and armour meant to hasten the Dark Lord's demise. Many of the remaining elven-smiths and apprentices have flocked to Eregion looking to restore Ost-in-Edhil and its workshops to some of their former glory and their determination can be seen not only in their fervent willingness to bring back the ringing of anvils and tools to these overgrown ruins but also in their readiness to take up the arms that they have created and take them to the enemy to be tested in the fires of battle. The warrior-smiths of Eregion are armed and armoured with their own work and are more than proficient in its use. Heavy mail of supreme quality covers them from head to toe and their chosen tool of war, the hammer, delivers brute grace to the enemy bones. Of all their beloved crafts there is no work these smiths would rather accomplish than to forge a victory over Sauron and his minions.
Gil-galad's Company may well be the longest serving single battalion in Middle-earth for they have served the house of Elrond since he himself was just a child. After the sack of the Havens of Sirion, Elrond and Elros were captured by Maglor and his brother Maedhros. After a time Maglor took pity on the brothers and began to raise them himself and, in order to better protect the brothers, Maglor organized a battalion of some of his finest to defend and serve each child; thus the Half-elven Guard were born. 6000 years have past since that day and the Guard have been through many trials and tests. Greatest of these was the war of the Last Alliance. They fought with Elrond as they had always done and were present at the slaying of Gil-galad. After the battle, in honour of the last High King, Elrond renamed them as simply 'Gil-galad's Company'. Feeling that the great King's memory should live on on the battlefield.
Years of practice have made the Company masters of both sword and bow and their skill with either is totally unmatched in Middle-earth. The Company's armour and weapons were originally created and maintained by Celebrimbor before his fall and, today, they keep them in impeccable condition. The hearts of the enemy quake when the horns of Gil-galad's Company sound upon the wind!
With the decline of Arnor and the awakening of Sauron in the latter Third Age, travel through Eriador has become a dangerous affair even for elves. Despite the perils, many seek to make such journeys. There are those making the final voyage to the Grey Havens and thence into the west, and others simply wish to visit kin in the Havens or gaze upon Aman through the Seeing-Stone of Elostirion. Gildor is one who has made this journey many times and in these travels he has gathered a fellowship of like-minded elves to share the road, both for company and protection. In time these companions developed into an impromptu fighting force, dedicated to guarding other elves as they make the journey westwards. To that end these Raphadrim equip themselves lightly, and wield both bow and sword to deal with whatever threats lurk along the path. While not professional soldiers, they are well-versed in the wilds of Eriador and have honed their skills over the long centuries skirmishing with the creatures of shadow. Many a lone elf caught in an ambush by orcs has been relieved to see Gildor and his Raphadrim spring from the trees upon their attackers, a cry of battle on their lips and the light of the west in their eyes.
The Lindar ('singers') were the third of the Elf clans who started the great journey to Aman: they were known as Teleri by the other elves but preferred Lindar amongst themselves. Most of the Lindar didn't take the journey with the Ñoldor and Vanyar but instead dwelled in Beleriand, setting home along the shores, where Círdan ruled in Falas, and in the Great Woods of that Age. Doriath became one of the mightiest kingdoms in Beleriand, ruled by Thingol and Melian. They became famous for their songs and music and love for water, great in knowledge of Middle-earth beyond the reach of Men and masterful rangers of the lands. After the decline of Doriath due to the sack of Menegroth by the Dwarves and later the sons of Fëanor, the Lindar still living in Beleriand travelled east and made their homes in Lindon.
Sharing the same talents as all Eldar of excellent eyesight and agility their skill with the bow is beyond compare, save other Eldar. Only wearing leather armour makes these archers excellent for hit and run manoeuvres, shooting from a far with their great bows.
The Lindar of Lindon are mostly survivors of the War of Wrath who decided to stay in Middle-earth, settling with the Ñoldor in Lindon under the rule of High-King Gil-galad. These Elves joined the Last Alliance serving Gil-galad and, after the fall of Sauron, they returned to Lindon to live with the remnant of the Ñoldor. They are tasked with the safekeeping of the roads to Lindon: which many elves still travel on their way to the Grey-Havens.
Throughout their long years, the Lindar have known battle well and these elves are hardy veterans of many wars. In the last days of the Third Age, they prefer to remain lightly armed with a short-sword and a round wooden shield: capable of fighting off most opponents. They are the Eldar's first line of defence.
Not all those who reside in the bays and coves of Lindon call themselves Sindar. There are those among them who remember their singing origins and take the mantle of Lindar proudly. Having spent a lifetime on the shores of Middle-earth and Beleriand they have become the finest mariners sailing the great sea. Usually these elves are found aboard ship but when called to fight they are frighteningly skilled. Their physical work makes them hardy elves with lasting stamina and as such they will tend to be the swiftest warriors on the field, outpacing all but the nimblest of the Wood elves. When called to battle they march to war armed with javelins and two sharp swords and wield them with deadly efficiency.
These spear warriors from the Lindon regions embody the memory of the old kingdom and its founder, the last of the High Kings, Ereinion Gil-galad. Along with Elendil's sword, Gil-galad's spear Aeglos, snow-point, brought victory to the men and elves in the War of the Last Alliance. It is the same kind of victory that the Longspears seek to gain now, in the Third Age, and finish what the Last Alliance started by vanquishing Sauron once and for all. Their long, two handed spears can impale a charging horse or skewer an orc with equal ease while keeping the enemy at a distance and allowing other forces to engage from the flank. While their spear training makes them deadly and able to quickly redeploy or form a defensive formation, the Longspears are lightly armoured and do not work well without supporting units to guard their flanks and tie up enemy archers.
Though the Teleri were during the Great March mocked by the Noldor as stragglers, they carry now perhaps the most sacred duty of any of their kin, and the humbled Noldor seek refuge in their havens. Joyfully do Círdan’s company cleave to their purpose, the legacy of the singing Lindar making itself known in the song they carry always. They know that that may fall ere they join their kin in the west, yet they feel no sorrow. The Guard will see the Havens kept safe, for each elf that passes their watch is evermore beyond the reach of Evil.
Coming from a long line of shipbuilders and seafarers, these Teleri lords of coastal Lindon under the leadership of Círdan the Shipwright make sure that the Grey Heavens remain safe from any threats and stay open to any of their kin who have heeded the call to sail into the West. With the memories of the ravaging of their ancient lands of Falas and the razing of their coastal cities of Brithombar and Eglarest still fresh in their immortal minds, Mithlond's nobles and their retinues take up the sword to aid the elven cause, even if it means venturing beyond Mithlond's gates and away from their beloved shores. Wherever they go they carry with them their love of the sea, displayed by the blue hues that adorn their fine armour.
The Ñoldor: the kindred of Fëanor, Fingolfin and Galadriel; the proud but arrogant kin slayers and; the greatest warriors and protectors Middle-earth has ever known. Among them, some show themselves as excellent administrators and warriors and they are given lordships in the various lands of Lindon and Rivendell. Their numbers are few but their skill is unmatched and for that reason, the Ñoldor Edledhron (Ñoldor Exiled in Sindarin) are chosen to protect the very leaders of the Eldar. Marching to war with bow, sword and shield, they are a formidable force but care must be taken for they can become easily surrounded.
It is said that Ñoldor archers are the Rain of Death that precedes the Whirlwind unleashed by their sword wielding comrades. With keen eyes, countless years worth of experience, and finely crafted arrows, the Ñoldorin archers can decimate the ranks of their foes before the melee is joined. Despite their supporting role in the army, battlefields are littered with corpses of enemies who foolishly believed that getting into melee range of these warriors would provide them with sufficient advantage. The benefit of Ñoldorin skill, craftsmanship, and spirit ensures that these archers will not be easily routed even when properly countered.
Taking their lessons from great battles that changed the face of Arda, such as the Dagor Bragollach, the Nirnaeth Arnoediad and the War of the Last Alliance, the Ñoldor know what it means to hold the line in the direst of circumstances. Despite the Firstborn's decline this proud legacy lives on in the ranks of the Ñoldorin Defenders. The finest elven mail and leather sits behind a sturdy leaf-shaped tower shield and provides protection to withstand any foe. On the offence, the line of long razor sharp spears warns most enemies to keep their distance or perish. All this coupled with the Elves' determination to stand against the darkness makes the Ñoldorin spear wall one of, if not the most formidable, battle line in all of Middle-earth.
The Ñoldor: the kindred of Fëanor, Fingolfin and Galadriel; the proud but arrogant kin slayers and; the greatest warriors and protectors Middle-earth has ever known. These veterans of countless battles have witnessed unimaginable horrors and faced the greatest foes and twisted creations Morgoth could create. Their deep, timeless eyes recount the greatest joys and deepest sorrows of ages past and their burning hearts yearn for revenge. With the end of tyranny and darkness so close at hand, these Ñoldorin Veterans make Oath that they will repay the misdeeds of the past by fighting to their last breath to rid the world of Sauron and his hopes of dominion. With their supremely crafted elven two-handed swords they will cut a swathe through enemy lines and strike a final blow to the heart of darkness itself.
Gone are the golden days of the Hidden City of Gondolin. Long are the years that have passed since its fall. The Elves are a wrecked reflection of their former selves, a pale imitation of their lost glory. Their mark on Middle-earth is fading, and with the departure of so many, hope among their dwindling kind has become a most rare commodity.
And yet despite this most grim outlook upon the future, there are still those who choose to stand against the shadow. Greatest of all are the Noldor, ancient and proud and bold. They fight with the fury of the wars of old, armed with bows and swords and hammers. They march to war with songs on their lips, each fall of their boot against the earth like the beat of an ancient, terrible drum.
Among these mighty warriors there are those who do not march, but ride. They are the personal retinue of Glorfindel, last Lord of the House of the Golden Flower of Gondolin. The footfalls of their steeds sound not of drums, but thunder. They ride with destined purpose, they fight with sacred duty. They wield not swords or bows or hammers, but long and deadly lances, the ancient banners of their Lord’s house flying proud and bright from their hafts. Even under clouded skies, they shine like no other, their golden armor glowing as though blessed with the light of Anor.
They visit upon the enemy a violence unlike any other, each thrust of their mighty lances piercing the skulls of many foes. Lit with the light of the stars at their backs, the charge they give is wrath and ruin. Beheld by the eyes of the shadow, they are a terror beyond measure. Among Men and Dwarves and Elves and Orcs, the Company of the Golden Flower knows no equal.
Their tale is one of vengeance, retribution is their song.
Elrond Half-elven has been always known as a statesman, a healer and a loremaster. Yet still, as an elf who has experienced all Three Ages, he is peerless in battle as well. His ability and presence has attracted the best of the elves still on Middle-Earth, either seeking protection from the Shadow or seeking to serve Elrond on his eternal vigil against it. With bow and blade, they will defend Elrond and fight with him, for even an elf cannot stand on its own against the Enemy and his minions. As a result, they form a formidable force on the battlefield, in spite of their small numbers.
In defense of Rivendell, Elven cavalry is probably the most important weapon against the wretches of the Shadow, for no Servant of the Shadow except the dreaded Nazgul can outrun an Elven rider. Their experience of thousands of years of riding and fighting, their connection with their animals, whether they are human-bred or Elven horses, allow them to ride with naught but a saddle, their armor and a lance and ride down the Enemy's followers like a thunderstorm.
In defense of Rivendell, Elven cavalry is probably the most important weapon against the wretches of the Shadow, for no Servant of the Shadow except the dreaded Nazgul can outrun an Elven rider. The Scouts are no exception and ride out constantly, to keep the surroundings of Rivendell safe from the Enemy's followers. They are ready to engage them from afar with their bows or close in and deliver the killing blow with their blades, sparing none that might reveal the secrets of the Last Homely House.
Sindar (meaning "Grey People") or Grey Elves are those of the Teleri who went on the Great Journey. Elwë, also known as Elu Thingol, was their leader but instead of going to Aman, he settled in Beleriand after falling in love with Melian, one of the Maia. His followers divided, one group went to Aman with Olwë, and the others lived with Elu Thingol in the realm later called Doriath. After the destruction of Doriath by Morgoth and his servants and later the War of Wrath which flooded all of Beleriand, the remaining Sindar travelled to Lindon making their homes in Harlindon, a fiefdom under Círdan. Their love and yearning for the sea has seen them stay in Lindon; living with the Ñoldor who have crafted fine armour for them, reminiscent of the regalia of Gondolin but in fine sea-blue.
On the battlefield, the Sindar are organized into three battalions: spearmen, archers and axemen. The archers, like all Elves, have a heightened sense of sight and are able to fire more accurately than any other being in Arda. The Sindar have long preferred melee combat over archery however and they are surpassed in skill by their Ñoldor kin.
Sindar (meaning "Grey People") or Grey Elves are those of the Teleri who went on the Great Journey. Elwë, also known as Elu Thingol, was their leader but instead of going to Aman, he settled inBeleriand after falling in love with Melian, one of the Maia. His followers divided, one group went to Aman with Olwë, and the others lived with Elu Thingol in the realm later called Doriath. After the destruction of Doriath by Morgoth and his servants and later the War of Wrath which flooded all of Beleriand, the remaining Sindar travelled to Lindon making their homes in Harlindon, a fiefdom under Círdan. Their love and yearning for the sea has seen them stay in Lindon; living with the Ñoldor who have crafted fine armour for them, reminiscent of the regalia of Gondolin but in fine sea-blue.
On the battlefield, the Sindar are organized into three battalions: spearmen, archers and axemen. The axemen are the iconic warriors of the Sindar. Since the founding of Doriath, the Grey-elves have always opted for axes over sword or spear and this dedication has made them masters of the axe-head. Very few warriors can claim to wield the weapon better than the Sindar and it is a fool's wish to meet them in combat willingly.
Sindar (meaning "Grey People") or Grey Elves are those of the Teleri who went on the Great Journey. Elwë, also known as Elu Thingol, was their leader but instead of going to Aman, he settled in Beleriand after falling in love with Melian, one of the Maia. His followers divided, one group went to Aman with Olwë, and the others lived with Elu Thingol in the realm later called Doriath. After the destruction of Doriath by Morgoth and his servants and later the War of Wrath which flooded all of Beleriand, the remaining Sindar travelled to Lindon making their homes in Harlindon, a fiefdom under Círdan. Their love and yearning for the sea has seen them stay in Lindon; living with the Ñoldor who have crafted fine armour for them, reminiscent of the regalia of Gondolin but in fine sea-blue. Some of them show themselves as excellent administrators and warriors and they are given lordships in the various lands of Lindon and Rivendell. Their numbers are few but their skill is unmatched and for that reason, the Sindar Tirihathol (Sindar Axe Guard in Sindarin) are chosen to protect the very leaders of the Eldar. Marching to war with a fearsome battle axe, they are a formidable force but care must be taken for they can become easily surrounded.
Sindar (meaning "Grey People") or Grey Elves are those of the Teleri who went on the Great Journey. Elwë, also known as Elu Thingol, was their leader but instead of going to Aman, he settled in Beleriand after falling in love with Melian, one of the Maia. His followers divided, one group went to Aman with Olwë, and the others lived with Elu Thingol in the realm later called Doriath. After the destruction of Doriath by Morgoth and his servants and later the War of Wrath which flooded all of Beleriand, the remaining Sindar travelled to Lindon making their homes in Harlindon, a fiefdom under Círdan. Their love and yearning for the sea has seen them stay in Lindon; living with the Ñoldor who have crafted fine armour for them, reminiscent of the regalia of Gondolin but in fine sea-blue.
On the battlefield, the Sindar are organized into three battalions: spearmen, archers and axemen. The spearmen have spent countless hours perfecting the art of defence and are well suited to holding any battle line.
Amongst the Elves of Imladris and Lindon are descendants of the Eldar of Valinor that made the journey back to Middle-earth in the First Age, either as followers of Fëanor or of their own volition; such as Galadriel. Marching to war with a bow and sword, they are a formidable force but care must be taken for they can become easily surrounded.
