Niematharin Stand

From World of Charun

913 III

King Eaririloth
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King Eaririloth

Upon Abbadon's Second Dark Crusade that would end the Third Age and launch the Cataclysm, the elves of Green Glade found themselves in a dire situation, due the dark host was rapidly advancing their way. The Kingdom of Kurash had already been conquered by them and Halflington seemed to be their next target. King Eaririloth knew that the Niematharin forces could not measure up to the massive horde of devils, dark knights and evil priests commanded by the fiendish warlord, and that leaving the forest in order to face them on open ground would be suicide. There was a problem though. Abbadon would attack Halflington next, which would massacre the Halfing friends of the Niematharin. Some of the Halflings had already begun evacuating their homes, fleeing to Frago Farrowbar’s castle in Port Farrowbar, but the vast majority had not grasped the danger that was soon to be upon them. They carried on with their daily lives in typical Halfling manner, worrying more about the scarceness of mushrooms than the perils lurking in the outside world.

A council was held in Green Glade, where it was finally decided that the elves could not let their longtime allies and neighbours perish. The Niematharin plan was to muster their forces and attack the dark host with full strength out in the open plains today known as Dazakia. Messengers were sent out to known adversaries of Abbadon in the region, and soon hundreds of volunteers arrived to side with the elves in what would be the final battle of the Third Age.

Glade Guard Archer
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Glade Guard Archer

As Halflington and its capital Hillyfield were overrun by Abbadon’s horde the elves left their forest. Thousands of green-clad archers and leaf-armoured spearmen moved with fleet feet towards the dark host in the north. Two silver dragons soared in the air above them, screening the horizon for the foe, while massive treemen, beautiful dryads and tiny fey strode towards the battle, some leaving their forest home for the first time.

As the elves and their allies lined up for battle, King Eaririloth climbed up onto the neck of one of the dragons that elevated him high into the air - clearly visible to the whole host. With a strong voice, powered by elven magic to bear loud and clear to all, he spoke:

“Clouds arrive to shield the sun, the soft rain shall turn to hail and the wind will bring a scent of death when the Niematharin make their last stand. Long have we lived and great are our deeds. Let this day bear the echo of our forefathers’ glory! Fill it with valour, courage and faith. Let the foe who have crept forth from the pits of Hell feel and fear the Niematharin strength! Onward brothers and sisters, friends and allies! The song is silenced and the harp is unstrung! It is now time for the sword and bow!”

The elven host charged the dark horde at midday and the fierce battle raged yet when sunset approached. The forces of Abbadon had killed nearly three-quarters of the elven host and it seemed the Niematharin were doomed to face defeat and death in the hands of evil.

Being of Light charges the dark host
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Being of Light charges the dark host

When everything seemed lost and the fate of the world appeared to be doomed, a blinding sea of white light appeared between the fighting armies, separating and throwing them back. Those amongst the Niematharin host watched in awe as their wounds closed and their fallen comrades returned to life, while the mortals of the dark host fell to the ground, screaming in agony and terror. All devils partaking in the Dark Crusade were slain as soon as the light reached them, sparing only the three entities standing alongside the warlord Abbadon. Out of this light charged a glowing entity, carried by angelic wings with a radiant sword in his hands. The blade pulsated with light, stronger than that of the sun, making sunset look as midday with it's brilliance. This light reached into the sky, banishing the evil that tainted it red, the figure's mere presence pushing the flood water back to the oceans. The elves say that it was Estaithios the Trusted One, called Brunir by men, who arrived to enforce the law he had sworn to uphold, preventing entities of divine or godlike status from walking in the World of Mortals. It was the presence of the three beings from Hell that had summoned forth the Overlord, each of them an Archduke, ancient devils of godlike might appointed to rule a layer of Hell. They had been called upon by Abbadon and willingly entered the mortal world, bringing the Cataclysm with them.

It was all over within moments. The creature of light charged the Archdukes, who fell before the Truthbringer - Brunir's blade serving as seal and warden in protecting the world from outsiders. Wielded by the winged entity its might was enough to slay those with dark souls through a mere touch, and it banished the Archdukes back to Hell, doomed to never again leave their realms – a fate destined those destroyed by the divine sword.

With Truthbringer's vanquishing of the final Archduke, the warlord Abbadon suddenly charged, flying swift and straight upon black wings to impale himself upon Brunir's shining blade. The world was silenced and shrouded as the winged being of light faltered, limping fingers relinquishing hold upon the sword on which Abaddon's corpse hung. He turned towards the elven host, white wings spreading to create shield and sanctuary around them. Tears could be seen rolling down his cheek, as he closed his eyes and waited, Abbadon laying behind him on his back, with the Truthbringer standing tall from his chest. At first a slight tremble could be seen in its hilt. Then, without sound or warning the sword shattered into pure light, tearing asunder the survivors of the dark host. The Truthbringer had been broken, the seal and the warden of the mortal world was no more. As light from the shattered sword faded, so did the light surrounding the winged being. He flew to the sky, his free-flowing tears turning to rain.

Thus was the Truthbringer broken, and the Third Age had ended.

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