i like the personal battles the most... the heros, if you will.
okay sure fingolfin fought melkor, but his older (and cooler) brother feanor was the one who told him to sod off when melks showed up at his front door one day, and he fought several balrogs by himself!!!
best death ever!
beren is anothr fav.
when told he can't come back and marry luthien without a simaril in his hand he shows up and presents a bloody stump where his arm was and says he does have one in his hand - it just happens to be in the stomach of Carcharoth who bit it off!!! lol
then turin!!!
chased an elf off a cliff in a joke gone wrong, killed his friend who rescued him because of poor lighting, had messy hair, accidentally married his sister, but managed to kill the bitchnest dragon of all time : GLAURUNG (who, when it comes to evilness makes melkor look like a petty thug, who makes sauron look like a nun).
if they made a movie of this guy's story half the audience would be crying, and rest would be comiting suicide. it's a tragic one.
Originally posted by Discos
I take it this scenes are in the book?
Originally posted by sauron
oh exa it was because it WAS a companion of barahir (i tihink)not sure about the gorlim thing though...maybe
later...:
From the LAY of LEITHIAN:
Twelve men beside him still there went,
still faithful when all hope were spent.
Their names are yet in elven-song
remembered, though the years are long.
since doughty Dagnir and Ragnor,
Radhruin, Dairuin and Gildor,
Gorlim Unhappy, and Urthel,
and Arthad and Hathaldir fell;
since the black shaft with venomed wound
took Belegund and Baragund,
the mighty sons of Bregolas;
since he whose doom and deeds surpass
all tales of Men was laid on bier,
fair Beren son of Barahir.
For these it was, the chosen men
of B毛or`s house, who in the fen
of reedy Serech stood at bay
about King Inglor in the day
of his defeat, and with their swords
thus saved of all the Elven-lords
the fairest; and his love they earned.
And he escaping south, returned
to Nargothrond his mighty realm,
where still he wore his crowned helm;
but they to their northern homeland rode,
dauntless and few, and there abode
unconquered still, defying fate,
pursued by Morgoth`s sleepless hate.