From the city of Mithar he came
a priest of the Fourth House
Fayendar ‘Beloved Brother’ by
name
in appearance of elven descent.
The younger of two brothers
Calan the eldest his father’s choice
highly favored none should be
over the other yet it was so.
Their strife was as brothers
as any would be it seems
yet Fayendar and Calan were
always at odds and deep contention.
Calan favored the Wall and its
honor
as a Captain of the Guards distinction
Fayendar a priest-scholar of
Even in the midst of that decisive
war
the one that fell heavy against
Lindol and Mithar while
battling
the Tusa terrorist from the desert Sinjar.
Fayendar served as tutor and
priest
in the Fourth House of the Scribes
he taught commentary and
transcription;
of the Tower faith and Hall.
Calan delegated the watches of
the guards
upon the northern inner wall of Lindol
commanding his men to stand
against fiery
blows that sundry came against the two cities.
Seldom did those brothers meet
but
only in their father’s home to break bread
and in one meal contention
broke their bonds;
the younger stove against the
elder.
After the strong outter wall
fell
and both
Lindol and Mithar burned
came the ravaging waves of the
enemy hordes;
and the dwarven aid defenders came.
In that onslaught of war the
very hour of need came help
with hammers, axes and shields
the dwarves
beat the Tusa down with all they had.
They felled both Lindol and
Mithar
and soon even the dwarven host
pondered their defeat as the
tied turned
upon the Tusa who slew themselves as victory.
Jumping from tower heights of
slaying with one another’s blade;
some even set themselves a
flame
rather than win they sought death instead.
Seven thousand eight hundred
Tusa
fell that final hour at the fear
discovered and revealed by
Valenfay
captain of the southern wall’s defense.
For it was he who found the
trove
of the Great Hall’s treasure of
elven arms as mass as though
newly forged:
swords, shields, bows and helms.
With the fear of Valenfay’s
arms
and the crushing dwarven blows
the Tusa fighters had no chance
of hope so they took their own lives.
The ruined waste of Lindol and
Mithar
was great indeed as many a stone upturned
lay on those whose bodies
littered the streets
unburied with weeping wives and daughters.
Nine thousand, seven hundred
eighty three
and their final king as well did fall;
as the warrior Nasilian Judge
stood
firm armed for rebuilding did arise forth.
In that aftermath of war the
Judge
declared their rightful turn to rule
over a unified city renamed
Mithvalon
and disavowed decent to their contrary.
Yet Valenfay who won the day
declared himself as a Watcher’s son
if any should so be named king
he alone
instead sought east for elven realms again.
In those turn of sad events did
Fayendar side with the new king
to sojourn for Orid first and
thereafter
beyond to Great River to parts unknown.
Calan however felt the more
betrayed
defeated upon his watch a disgrace
he sought to devise its cause
his brother’s
king’s fault for shaming their city leaders.
Their father backed the
Nasilian Judge
and Calan’s brother the opposition instead
for this cause he thought
maddening
rather than staying behind to rebuild.
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