Salgant, Lord of the House of the Harp – R.Wesley Nipper 2017
“…Behind them came the host of the Harp, and this was a battalion of brave warriors; but their leader Salgant was a craven, and he fawned upon Maeglin. They were dight with tassels of silver and tassels of gold, and a harp of silver shone in their blazonry upon a field of black; but Salgant bore one of gold, and he alone rode into battle of all the sons of the Gondolithrim, and he was heavy and squat.” –from The Book of Lost Tales vol. II
Maeglin’s friend, Eärendil’s babysitter, and my favorite soft, good boy, Salgant. Best elf, A+, canonically chubby, you-can’t-prove-he-didn’t-survive-the-Fall-of-Gondolin-by-being-adopted-and-made-Official-Dragon-Babysitter-by-Melkor, fight me.
Having survived the fall of Gondolin, Maeglin pulls some strings with management to secure the freedom of his friend Salgant. They are both put to work in the Great Forge of Angband, under the supervision of Sauron himself. Salgant learns a trade, he and Maeglin both come to terms with the changing future of Beleriand, Sauron waxes hopeful about the end of the war, and healing happens in unlikely places.
Revenge isn’t nearly as sweet as candied chestnuts.
Chubby Elves And The Dark Lords Who Love Them!
Explicit: Salgant/Maeglin/Sauron aka The Pairing Literally No One Asked For But Me
You guys, the wizard duel between Finrod and Thû is one of my favorite scenes in the whole legendarium, I love it so, so much. :’)
This picture was a WIP in my art folder for a year and while I always meant to finish it, I didn’t plan on spending as much time on it as I did. It’s still super rough, and I may revisit it again sometime in the future when I’m inspired, but for now I’ve gotta move on. XD
–Werewolves, weregild, wizards, and weaponized ballads!
I intended to post this on Halloween but circumstances did not permit. This is the first chapter of an ongoing work, intended to be more of a retelling of my absolute favorite scene in the Lay of Leithian (possibly my favorite scene in the whole legendarium), and can be read as a stand-alone work if you’re not into all that shipping business 🙂 Enjoy! ~Wes
Melkor and Thû React to Noldor Sass, Part 1 of ???– RivkaZ 2016
My blog’s reaction sketches are getting out of hand. I need to do some real costume sketches for Sauron’s wolfy warlord outfit because I like where that cape idea was going…
“I fear that to me Siamese cats belong to the fauna of Mordor, but you need not tell the cat breeder that.“― J.R.R. Tolkien, Letter 219
“Moon-Diamond Cats”, the emissary called them; one of seventeen types of auspicious cat that could bring prosperity and luck to their keepers. Six breeding pairs, and one litter of kittens (born during the long voyage over the Encircling Sea), had come on the trading convoy of a great king from lands far to the south east of Harad– a gift to the Lord of Mordor and its vassal states.
“I am more accustomed by far to the company of wolves, but these creatures also are to my liking,” said the Lord of Mordor, and promised they would be treated with utmost hospitality, and that for however many generations the cats chose to make their home in his kingdom, they would be welcome. Gold and iron and scrolls of lore were given in return, many times the weight of the lissome beasts they bought. From then on, cats would live in the grand palaces of Umbar, and as guardians in the Temple of the Giver of Freedom, and even in Barad-dûr at the foot of Sauron himself, for they delighted him.
And so it was, even after the eastern empire fell, and rose for a time in shadow, and fell once more, the cats of Mordor, who live still in the crumbling gardens at Umbar and run feral in the port cities of South Gondor, have ink-dipped points, and a diamond stain over the bright moons of their eyes.
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