Family History

Mr. Ghengas Kahn

Lived in Era 31, got 1 heir(s) (Ghengas Khan) and was a member of Holy
All is Quite as the elven Leader, Ghengas Kahn, sits atop his rock blowing upon his flute. Behind him, the City of Lothlorien, positioned in the center of the great valley, bustles with activity.

For 300 years, the elf had been the king of this grand city, monitoring it to make sure it grew into a City state, and, if he had his ways, A Grand Empire.

Mr. Ghengas Khan

Lived in Era 31, got 1 heir(s) (Isildur) and was a member of Holy
Upon a humiliating defeat from the kingdom of Trio, Ghengas Kahn's son, Ghengas Khan, bred from a dwarf maiden and the fair elf, survived to live another day. From his mountain stronghold, he hordes gold and awaits for the right time to ennact revenge for his father's death.

Mr. Isildur

Lived in Era 31, got 1 heir(s) (Valandil) and was a member of Holy
Isildur, Heir of Numenoreans and first king of Gondor, planted the White tree atop Minas Arnor, the white tower, as a sign of the kingdom of Gondor. His heirs would bear more weight in this world then he could ever imagine.

Mr. Valandil

Lived in Era 32, got 1 heir(s) (Eldacar) and was a member of Holy
Fourth son of Isildur; his elder brothers were killed by Orcs at the Gladden Fields along with their father. Valandil and his mother were in Rivendell when news of the fall of Isildur reached them. After this disaster Valandil inherited the High Kingship over the Dunedain. Because he was still a child when his father was killed, he had no power in Gondor where his older cousin Meneldil was left by Isildur to rule. In any case Valandil never made any attempt to reclaim the southern crown, thereby perhaps inadvertently strengthening Meneldil's claim for the throne and splitting the kingdom. The title of High King did remain with Valandil and his heirs. For the first eight years his mother ruled in his stead, and in T.A. 10 he finally received the symbol of his kingship, the sceptre of Annuminas. In that city he dwelt in peace until his death and was succeeded by his son Eldacar.

Mr. Eldacar

Lived in Era 32, got 1 heir(s) (Arantar) and was a member of Havoc
he ascended the throne of Arnor on the death of his father Valandil, he was the grandson of Isildur. He should not be confused with his more famous namesake, Eldacar of Gondor. His reign was without any event and he died in and was succeeded by his son Arantar.

Mr. Arantar

Lived in Era 33, got 1 heir(s) (Tarcil) and was a member of Havoc
he ascended the throne of Arnor on the death of his father Eldacar. He was the great-grandson of Isildur. His reign was without any event and he died and was succeeded by his son Tarcil.

Mr. Tarcil

Lived in Era 33, got 1 heir(s) (Tarondor) and was a member of Havoc
he ascended the throne of Arnor on the death of his father Arantar; he was the great-great-grandson of Isildur. His reign was without event and he died and was succeeded by his son Tarondor.

Mr. Tarondor

Lived in Era 33, got 1 heir(s) (Valandur) and was a member of Havoc
Born and ascended the throne of Arnor on the death of his father Tarcil. He should not be confused with Tarondor of Gondor, who reigned much later in the Third Age. His reign was without any notable event and he died and was succeeded by his son Valandur.

Mr. Valandur

Lived in Era 34, got 1 heir(s) (Father of Erendur) and was a member of The Devastators
Born and ascended the throne of Arnor on the death of his father Tarondor. He was killed in hostilities, but the exact circumstances of his death are unknown. Succeeded by his son, Elendur in.

Mr. Father of Erendur

Lived in Era 35 and got 1 heir(s) (Theophilus).
Landing on the shores of Mantrax, I, Elendur, Father of Erendur, lead on.

I set the mark for The Devestators by claiming this lush green patch of earth For us.

I find Pendragon, and Old Ally, stretching far back to the Juganittori wars of Old. Several Eras have passes since this old War, in which HIghlands honor was destroyed, and I jumped on Havoc's Train. Pendragon, though, this old ally, took me under his wing.

From the Devestators, we were able to reform the Black Chain, and I amidst its Ranks.

Marching south from Anuminas, I settle Minas Arnor on the edge of a mountain Range. Scouting further south, I was also able to settle the Lonely Mountain and Esgaroth, a base of Solitude where few know that the Black Chain Dwell.

I see an old enemy from Havoc. ROC. However, we both share a hatred for the Army of Anubis. We are now allies, their KD and mine.


Weeks pass and I find myself Exiled from my homeland, as the Devastators live up to thier name. I march eastward to establish harad.


Harad has grown now. It is bustling, with Far Harad mining large amounts of Gold, Near Harad HArvesting plenty for me, and Harad itself churning troops. Things have looked up.

Lo and behold! a Week hath past, and Harad has fallen, but not to the devestators, to ROC! An Awoll member of our kingdom attacked them, and now, we face elimination!
Day 1 of Siege of Sand Stone
This is it, the Last stand of I, the Father of Erendur, and My son himself. We are held up within Sand Stone Castle, with 9,100 men. Attacking is a force as powerful as 50,000 Dwarfs. My Brave men know that we will Fall as I contemplate a full fledged suicide attack, as I am one of the few remaining in my Kingdom. I am alone, and I feel it now more than ever. I await as the clock ticks. There is no quarter shown to us. My men wait atop the towers and on the walls, and in the city streets, as the hordes outside our gates rattle intimidating the children and peasants. Whils this was happening, a captured city of mine, three of them to be precise, have mounted rebellions amongst the aggressors. These did not take long, however, to be put down once more.

Day 3 of Siege
The time is near. I have sent Theophilus away to carry on the line, my dear nephew. I contemplate once more the suicidal attack. The troop count has been tallied at 28000 attacking. a Few swordsmen are still arming themselves within my city, however. They need time to train. we could muster 4,000 more in but a few days, if only we can hold.

Day 6 of Siege
I have ordered immediate construction of guard towers, 5000 of them. The walls have been doubling in height as we construct, whilst the attacking army simply sits and mocks us, knowing full well we cannot repel this attack. We would have no chance of a victory with a Suicide attack, but with defensive positioning, we stand a greater chance at success. My one hope at survival is if my old peasants of The Haradian Kingdom can revolt once more.

Day 7 of Siege
Sand stone grows whilst the Army still camps. Our gates lie open. Yet still, Soldiers Join the defenses as catapults are hauled to the walls, knights patrol the streets and archers the roof tops. Peasants arm themselves with swords and guard their own house holds as the peasants that can't fight still garner food.

Day 9 of Siege
Sir Syuveil has disbanded our Kingdom, and I am truly alone. A few disheartened troops have even deserted. There is no hope.

Day 13 of Siege
We have run out of Stone to build Higher the Walls. Thousands more troops have come, but it still pales in comparison to the army before us. The peasants come, however, and go about there work. Perhaps there is hope, hope, until, more forces come to smash us to pieces. Our lineage lies within Theophilus now.

Day 19 of the Siege
Let it be known that on this day, the battle for Sand Stone Castle took place. Dreadguard lead by Mr. Deltasig attacked with over 28,000 troops. Storming through the gates and into the city, men women and children alike fled for their lives. Catapults launched barage after barage of stones, but the dwarfs scaled the walls, and made quick work of these engineers. The knights trampled over several thousand dwarfs, but they too succumbed to the never ending horde. It was the Archers at the Keep who then valiantly stood ground and launched Volley after Volley of arrow, but they could not keep up with the amount of Dwarfs charging in, and with hammer after hammer being thrown unto the walls, many an archer were lost.

All in All, We lost 2848 Swordsmen, 6299 Archers, 949 Knights, 1159 Magicians and 344 Catapults in the battle.

over 400 swordsmen deserted, over 700 Archers deserted, as well as 61 knights, 341 of my best magicians, and 6 catapults. We know not where these traitorous few went, but they will find their end.

As I transcribe this, I hope that the memory of these brave souls lives on through Theophilus. The line of Arnor is lost. My dear Theophilus, my Wife's Sister's Son, whom was under my charge, is hundreds of leagues away by now. I hear the knock of doom bellow as my great hall is is ransacked and over run. I write these last words as I hear the clanking and murmuring of dwarven soldiers finding their way up the steps. My 12 Royal guard brace themselves as my Elite Archers behind them draw their bows. It will be a hell of a fight, and I will not surrender. As I place my pen down and give this scroll to my messenger bird, I hope that the message can be delivered to Theophilus so that he may know as to what happened to his dear uncle. They batter at the door.