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Fingolwë Astaldo
World: Gilrain
Vocation: Explorer
Class: Champion
Race: Elf
Region: Valinor
Age: ca. 170.000
Height: 1.85 m
Sex: Male
Skin: Fair
Hair: Black
Eye: Blue

Champion-icon.png Fingolwë

An agressive and skillful warrior, Fingolwë is often the first to charge into the fray. His ferocity in battle is matched by few, in swordplay he is surpassed by none. On the battlefield he is hard to miss; his bright armor and the flurry of his blades blend into a cyclone of silver, felling enemies all around him. Always seeking to challenge himself, he has perfected the art of Fervour tanking and will fearlessly challenge anything that threatens the Free Peoples (usually with his betrothed, Ravanel, at his side).


Fingolwë was born in Tirion, in the land of Valinor ere the creation of the Sun and Moon. In the time of Fëanor's rebellion and the Flight of the Noldor, he followed Fingolfin to Alqualondë; but as he was at the rear of the host, he did not take part in the Kinslaying. After the burning of the ships at Losgar, Fingolwë crossed the Helcaraxë with the rest of Fingolfin's followers, and eventally came to the land of Beleriand. In the early days of the First Age, he lived by the shore of lake Mithrim in Hithlum and earned his first experiences as a warrior, fighting the forces of Morgoth in the Dagor-nuin-Giliath and the Dagor Aglareb. The blade being his weapon of choice, he became a true master of swordsmanship; he earned great renown and admiration among his peers, and great fear and hatred among the Orcs. When the city of Gondolin was full-wrought and Turgon summoned his people, Fingolwë answered and became part of the House of the Golden Flower; but he did not tarry. For he became restless in the isolation, desiring not to hide from the forces of the enemy, but to defend Beleriand in battle against them. He spoke to Lord Turgon, telling him that he wished to return to Eithel Sirion and fight alongside the High King. Turgon was saddened to hear it, having befriended Fingolwë, but he did not want anyone to feel imprisoned within the walls of his fair city, and he gave him permission to come and go freely. Thus Fingolwë departed from Gondolin and went back to Hithlum. After the death of Fingolfin and the loss of Hithlum that followed the Dagor Bragollach, Fingolwë returned to Gondolin and his friends Turgon and Glorfindel.

In the year of F.A. 471, a Nandorin scholar by the name of Ravanel came to Gondolin in the autumn, seeking to study the history of Arda. She was very interested in the Noldorin people and their struggle against the Orcs. She was advised to speak to Fingolwë, for he had seen the light of the Trees of Aman, and had fought in the front lines of the battles of Beleriand. Fingolwë took delight in telling her of Valinor, of the Silmarils and the splendour of Tirion. Ravanel hearkened to his stories, and would also ask many questions about the Valar, about Telperion and Laurelin (for she also took delight in the study of things which grow) and the Wars of Beleriand.

Ravanel was unlike any other elves Fingolwë had met, at least in his eyes. Calm, beautiful to behold, and with a desire to learn about her past and her ancestry, a desire that he shared. The sundering of the elves was long past, and talking to Ravanel was like meeting a long lost relative for the first time. Having Telerin (and to a lesser degree, Vanyarin) heritage, she in turn was very interested to hear about the Noldor, who she had not encountered before. Having adapted his tounge to that of the Sindar after the shunning of Quenya by Thingol, Fingolwë and Ravanel had no great difficulties speaking to each other. However, Ravanel was curious about the High Speech, and the Tengwar runes that were used to write it. She asked Fingolwë to teach her the tounge of the Valar, and she mastered it swiftly. Talking and studying together, Fingolwë started to find similarities in Ravanel, despite being seemingly different from himself at first. She appeared to show an unexpected interest in him and would listen to his stories for hours. When they were spending time in the library, he found himself feeling strangely detached from his kinsmen, almost as if he was more closely related to Ravanel than to the other Noldor in Gondolin. He remained silent about it, but his percieved connection with her brought him to the library with ever increasing frequency.

In the year following the coming of Ravanel to Gondolin, Maedhros planned to assault Morgoth with the gathered forces of the Elves and Men in Beleriand. King Turgon had recieved word of this, and on midsummer he issued from the gates of Gondolin with an army of ten thousand to join the hosts of Maedhros and Fingon. Fingolwë marched, clad in silver and with his blade Angcrist, under the banner of Turgon towards Eithel Sirion. Unceasingly optimistic, it was his custom to speak with his friends during such a journey, but he did not do so that day. Glorfindel found his silence peculiar, and turning to him he said: 'What is the matter, my friend? Thou hast a stern look upon your face that I am not accustomed to. Is something troubling thee?' Then Fingolwë answered: 'Nay, troubled is not the word. But I am not myself; I should be wholly focused on the battle at hand, yet the Nandorin scholar, Ravanel, still occupies my thoughts.'

Ravanel and Fingolwë holding hands, after bravely assaulting Dol Guldur single-handedly


[To Raid]: 'You wound the Armoured Black-sword with Remorseless Strike for 5,800 points of Beleriand damage.'
[Raid] Gilnargie: 'I hate you, I never crit like that!'