Mmm, but I tire of being the "smallest start, highest potential", especially given the uncertainty of this quest's lifetime.

For all that people like such things, they never really reach it in quests.
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It was three times, no? The numenorians won the war of elves and sauron.

Indeed it was. Thrice the power of Men overcame the second Dark Lord at his height. Three times Sauron's hand stretched unbounded over Arda, and three times the Men of the West drove him back. The least and smallest of the race of Men, one of the Hobytla, the little people with no grand destiny or ancient history, dealt him his final mortal blow on the slopes of Orodruin, the Mount of Doom.
 
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Fingolfin didn't follow Feanor. Feanor didn't want him to come, and we see this in their later clashes.


Earendil is part of the silmarillion too, and even more explicitly lead an army out of Paradise. Did you... forget the entire war of the wrath?

Fingon and Maedros got control at the same time, working together after the death of Nolofinwe. It was High King Fingon and Maedros who lead the biggest crusade of the entire war of the great jewels, to the battle of tears unnumbered.
I will admit, it has been some time since I last read the book. The middle and the end of the fight get a bit fuzzy in my memory. But that is my point, regarding Earandil. He was eventually critically important later on, but he was not the founder and impetus of the whole mess. By way of contrast, much of the Silmarillion can be cast as Morgoth vs Feanor. Sure, Morgoth went ahead and also managed to become enemies with everyone else alive other than his minions.

And I mentioned that mistakes were made? I spoke of prior to the First Kislaying, when the Noldor decided to chase Morgoth:
Now when it was known that Morgoth had escaped from Valinor and pursuit was unavailing, the Valar remained long seated in darkness in the Ring of Doom, and the Maiar and the Vanyar stood beside them and wept; but the Noldor for the most part returned to Tlrion and mourned for the darkening of their fair city. Through the dim ravine of the Calacirya fogs drifted in from the shadowy seas and mantled its towers, and the lamp of the Mindon burned pale in the gloom.

Then suddenly Feanor appeared in the city and called on all to come to the high court of the King upon the summit of Tuna; but the doom of banishment that had been laid upon him was not yet lifted, and he rebelled against the Valar. A great multitude gathered swiftly, therefore, to hear what he would say; and the hill and an the stairs and streets that climbed upon it were lit with the light of many torches that each one bore in hand. Feanor was a master of words, and his tongue had great power over hearts when he would use it; and that night he made a speech before the Noldor which they ever remembered. Fierce and few were his words, and filled with anger and pride; and hearing them the Noldor were stirred to madness. His wrath and his hate were given most to Morgoth, and yet well nigh all that he said came from the very lies of Morgoth himself; but he was distraught with grief for the slaying of his father, and with anguish for the rape of the Silmarils. He claimed now the kingship of all the Noldor, since Finwe was dead, and he scorned the decrees of the Valar.

'Why, O people of the Noldor,' he cried, 'why should we longer serve the jealous Valar, who cannot keep us nor even their own realm secure from their Enemy? And though he be now their foe, are not they and he of one kin? Vengeance calls me hence, but even were it otherwise I would not dwell longer in the same land with the kin of my father's slayer and of the thief of my treasure. Yet I am not the only valiant in this valiant people. And have ye not all lost your King? And what else have ye not lost, cooped here in a narrow land between the mountains and the sea?

. . . .

At length after long debate Feanor prevailed, and the greater part of the Noldor there assembled he set aflame with the desire of new things and strange countries. Therefore when Finarfin spoke yet again for heed and delay, a great shout went up: 'Nay, let us be gone!' And straightway Feanor and his sons began to prepare for the marching forth.

But yes, that leadership was very shortlived. Essentially just the First Kinslaying, and then he ditched his brother and his host in the ice.
Amen...that and strike the earth, invade hell and conquer it...turn it into a spring resort to offend ALL THE CLOWNS!!'
No need to dig, the clowns just got here, and haven't been buried yet.

They're over in Angband, trying on makeup for the first time.
 
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It is time, my brethren. The dark winds blow, and foul light bathes the land. Great goblins and foul wolves threaten all folk of goodwill. But we are stronger than that, are we not. No winter winds will wilt our strength! No evil servants shall turn us from our quest? For have not those of lesser stature proved time and time again that they can endure greater hardship than the mightiest of elf lords? There is only one choice, one foe, who is the truest bane of dark lords.

I speak, of course, of [JK] Hobbits.

I'll be totally honest here. Every choice is great. Any faction in Silmarilkion would be fun, even the pygmy dwarves. Can anyone say guerrilla war against both elves and orcs alike?

But if we are going down this rabbit hole, if we plan to participate in the greatest and most terrible age of the Children of Illuvatar, then we face certain doom. Our end is inevitable, our resistance futile. But if it is to be our end, then we shall make it such an end!

[X] The Fëanorians

Ride with me!
 
[X] The Fëanorians

Shadow won't win, so...Feanor.

We can always try not to be an asshole, yes? Even if it appears to be too late when it comes to burning the ships for...reasons.
 
The Feanorians above all represent untapped potential, potential that was spent with their greatest wasting his life in a Leeroy Jenkins charge.

If we can provide at least some guidance, the results could be incredible.

Man had their time.
 
[X] The Fëanorians

Shadow won't win, so...Feanor.

We can always try not to be an asshole, yes? Even if it appears to be too late when it comes to burning the ships for...reasons.
Honestly, if I had to guess, I'd say that Faenor suspected that Fingolfin was going to run out of patience with his massively towering ego leadership style sooner or later, and that his big brother could probably take him in a fight.
 
[X] The House of Bëor:

Well, now I have to reread.
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I for one am quite interested in how Feanor would do with more time to grow and if he actually had a regalia of pereonally made artifacts when confronting the greatest servants of the Enemy.



I'll admit to man's potential, but they've had their time, they're still latecomers, and it's uncertain whether we'll even reach that potential by dent of the quest dying or us dying.

The amount of decent (decent) works with Feanor in Middle Earth and not dying charging Angband at the beginning are, kind of nonexistent.

Man's stories fill whole digits libraries.
 
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[X] The House of Fingolfin

No question about it, this is the one true path. Durin's folk is a valid secondary option, but if you have a chance to be Fingolfin leading the non-shitty Noldor, you take it and run.
 
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Talk about destiny of Man.


...to be honest that like lighting in bottle.

I think of five army film that Bard is legit hero that can stand to face elf army but many more is just dirty peasant and another greedy man.

Gift of man is kind of suck when we are dying in drove.
 
The Feanorians above all represent untapped potential, potential that was spent with their greatest wasting his life in a Leeroy Jenkins charge.

If we can provide at least some guidance, the results could be incredible.

Man had their time.
Feanor is Feanor, he listens to no one but himself, even the Council of the Valar fell to deaf ears. Of all the beings on Arda perhaps only his Father could quell his temper and clear his sight, but he is dead.

Feanor is Feanor, greatest and most terrible of all the Children of Eru. Him dying might well have brought the Host of Holdor untold centuries. Or else he likely would have caused the Elven Realms to self destruct in kinstrife centuries before his Sons did.

Even Maedhros, kindest, wisest and most emphatic of the Sons of Feanor, he who raised Elrond Half-Elven and the Founding King of Numenor was ultimately bound to the Oath. Whether it was truly binding or he just convinced himself he was it doesnt matter, because by his hand two of the last Elven Realms were brought to ruin as Morgoth ravaged everything.

One of the Miracles that might one day avenge the world literally involves Feanor's Spirit finally admitting he was wrong after all things have died. And I still wouldnt bet on him actually doing it.
 
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So long as we don't awaken any Balrogs, and fortify against dragons, and we should be good. Moria probably never would have fallen if Durins Bane didn't awaken in the very heart of their hold.
Why wake one up when there are already legions of them running around?
I am pretty sure that no fortress could withstand the wrath of Angband forever, at some point Morgoth would come up with some new abomination to break any defense.
 
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