Fingon the Valiant

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2019-11-27T22:04:29Z

Platonic Physical Contact: He'll be happier if there's already a personal relationship, but its generally fine
Romantic/Sexual Physical Contact: Fingon's relationship status is publicly set to It's Complicated, but he's not looking for anyone else; shallow flirting is fine, but anything more serious will be gently turned down
Violent Physical Contact: Ask first, but I'm up for it in general
Mindreading: He'd probably catch on, but just ask and we can talk
IC Personal Boundaries/Warnings: Fingon's history has involved a considerable degree of violence, mostly but not always in a military context. There are a lot of dead and traumatized friends and relatives floating about because of this. He also has strong, largely negative reactions to cold climates.
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2019-11-26T04:37:46Z

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Name: Fingon the Valiant | Findekano Nolofinwion
Canon: J.R.R. Tolkien's The Silmarillion
Canon Point: After his death in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, F.A. 472
OU/AU/CRAU/OC: OU
Age: c.2700-3000, appears to be in his late 20s

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Arda, it is said, was created by song; the Ainur, the host of divine spirits, sang it into being at the behest of Iluvatar, the creator god. But not all the Ainur were willing to limit themselves to fulfilling Iluvatar’s vision, and the most powerful among them, Melkor, chose instead to introduce discord into the Music and thus evil into the world.

That world itself is in some ways much like modern Earth; indeed, according to some versions of the story it will eventually be the Earth we know, long after magic and youth have fled from the land. For now, though, Arda is young and fierce and beautiful and terrible and the Sun and Moon are still new to the sky.

Across the sea to the West lies the continent of Aman, where the Valar, the lords of the Ainur who still hold faithful to Iluvatar's vision of the world, live and teach. The Eastern continent will one day be known as Middle Earth, and it is in that continent's westernmost region, Beleriand, that Elves and Dwarves and Men fight a great war against Melkor, now more commonly known as the Dark Lord Morgoth, and his legions of orcs and dragons and monsters.

Personal History:

Fingon was born in Valinor, during the Years of the Trees. His father, Fingolfin, was the second son of King Finwe of the Noldor, and family drama was a constant throughout his childhood. Still, he was very close to much of his family and developed a particular relationship with his elder cousin Maedhros, whose father, Feanor, was often feuding with Fingolfin.

The family relationship went from awkward to toxic under the influence of the Dark Lord Morgoth, who was riling up the Noldor to cause trouble, but when Morgoth murdered Finwe and fled to Middle Earth everyone seemed finally on the same page. Only they weren't; in his eagerness to run after Morgoth and avenge his father, Feanor tried to steal the ships of the Noldor's neighbors, the Telerin elves. Feanor's followers didn't tell the other Noldor they were going to do this, so when Fingon got to the docks he saw what he thought was the Teleri trying to murder his family and people. He and his followers ran into the fray to help, becoming kinslayers in the process and being cursed by the gods for their trouble.

Then Feanor and his people took the ships to Middle Earth without telling anyone, and once on the other side, they burned them. So Fingon, Fingolfin, and the rest crossed to Middle Earth on the Helcaraxe, a hellish ice bridge which took them years to cross. Once they got there they found out that Feanor had gotten himself killed and that Maedhros had been taken prisoner by Morgoth. After some thought Fingon went to rescue him, and in gratitude Maedhros gave Fingolfin the kingship of the Noldor. Fingon thus became the Noldor's Crown Prince and one of his people's most successful generals in the war against Morgoth.

Fingolfin ruled for over four hundred years, eventually dying in single combat with Morgoth himself. Fingon, his eldest and heir, ruled after him- but his reign did not last nearly so long. He and Maedhros planned a great battle to retake the offense in the Noldor's war against Morgoth, but the battle-plan proved hopelessly compromised by internal treason. Their armies were cut off from each other and Fingon was killed by Gothmog, the Lord of the Balrogs.

Personality:

Sometime after his death, a historian will write the following of Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor: “Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; troth and justice he loved and bore goodwill to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.” It’s a little hagiographic, as many memorials of dead kings are, but the basic picture is truthful: Fingon is the closest thing the Noldorin royal family has to a knight in shining armor, and an elf of uncommon courage, decency, and devotion.

As a child and in his early youth, those were easy things to be. After all, Fingon grew up in physical paradise, the perfect setting for the kind of happy childhood that would bring out the best in most people. Young Fingon was noted for both his considerable physical courage and for his kindness, as being the kind of person who would try to think well of people if he was given half the reason to try.

But while Valinor was perfect, it was also a place of stagnation: Fingon, despite his royal status, was never likely to find a fulfilling role for himself in an immortal society which would be always dominated by his undying and supremely competent elders. It was that realization that first drew him to the idea of Middle Earth, where he might one day be able to build and defend something of his own. The fact that this would involve leaving the safety of paradise for a very uncertain future was one he largely ignored.

Since those halcyon days of his childhood both his courage and his recklessness have been on full display. He has dared to face a dragon and to rescue an old friend from the Dark Lord’s clutches; moreover, he has learned how to forgive those who have wronged him, and that hatred means less to him than love. He is also naturally impulsive and hotheaded, liable to act even when that may not be the wisest idea.

He does try to keep his flaws in check- the results of his participation in the kinslaying at Alqualonde were a sharp lesson in why unthinkingly charging into a situation is a bad idea, no matter how pure one's motives may be, and centuries of bearing the responsibilities of Crown Prince and general have taught him the values of patience and caution. But at heart, Fingon is still more hero and champion than king; it remains his first instinct to face evil head-on, and to act when others dare not. And ultimately, it is that tendency which will leave him dead on the battlefield, with his kingdom and his allies soon to fall after him.

Key themes: recklessness vs consideration, the power and limitations of hope, reconciliation.

Main Motivation: Looking after his people and anyone else he can help.

Skills:

Fingon is a gifted swordsman, a better archer, and in general considerably talented in military strategy. His general charm and interest in people make him a good diplomat, and he's sincerely interested in the people and situations he comes across. The product of a Noldorin nobleman's education, he's been trained in most arts and crafts, although the one he's most fond of is music.

Fingon's natural physical strengths are considerable. The Elves of Arda are immortal, generally faster and stronger than Men; this is particularly true for the Elves born in Aman like Fingon. They have much more well-attuned senses, including sight and hearing, and they don't sleep as much as they meditate on lovely thoughts. They have much more resistance against physical conditions such as extreme temperatures than Men do, though it's not immunity and Fingon in particular has seen a lot of elves die of exposure to cold. They usually also have some telepathic understanding of plants and animals, though it's more images and concepts that are conveyed than thoughts.

Item: a silver circlet studded with sapphires

Sample: TDM

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2019-05-26T05:38:43Z

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Player Name: Mary
Contact Info: delatour
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Character Name: Findekano Nolofinwion (Quenya) | Fingon Fingolfinion (Sindarin)
Canon: The Silmarillion (Tolkien's Legendarium)
Canon Information: Summarizing The Silmarillion is difficult, as it properly covers from the beginning of creation to the end of The Lord of the Rings, at least ten thousand years later.
Arda is the world on which the entire Legendarium takes place.
Quenta Silmarillion is the story of the Elves and their war against the Dark Lord Morgoth, the resident Satanic figure of the setting.
Fingon's life story and role in the Quenta Silmarillion is best summarized here.
Canon Point: Spring 472 of the First Age, before the Battle of Unnumbered Tears
Age: c. 3000
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Tyr

Fingon is accounted uncommonly courageous by his people, earning him the epithet "the Valiant." He's known for throwing himself into particularly dangerous situations, often for reasons that others consider rather dubious but he would call the only decent thing to do.

Heimdall

Fingon has been a soldier for over four hundred years, taking on the roles of company commander and general when needed. It's a role that has dominated, if not his adult life, then at least the years where he was something more than one of a dozen surplus royals without a role of his own and thus he's comfortable acting as such.

Personality: Some time after his death, a historian will write the following of Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor: “Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; troth and justice he loved and bore goodwill to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.” It’s a little hagiographic, as many memorials of dead kings are, but the basic picture is truthful: Fingon the Valiant is the closest thing the Noldorin royal family has to a knight in shining armor, and an elf of uncommon courage, decency, and devotion.

He is also, to put it in modern parlance, quite possibly a war criminal and very literally damned in the bargain. It's an odd combination, though indicative of his people as a whole- for the Noldor are a people capable of great valor and self-sacrifice, but also haunted by the ghosts of the past crimes that will lead all of them to their deaths.

Fingon grew up in a physical paradise. Valinor in the time of the Trees was beautiful, peaceful, bountiful, and safe- the perfect setting for a happy childhood and youth. While his extended family was never free of tension, that is just what Fingon had, and because of it he became a kind, friendly person who tended to think the best of people if they gave him half a reason to do so. But it was also a place of stagnation: Fingon, while a prince, was never likely to find a fulfilling role for himself in an immortal society which would be always dominated by his undying and supremely competent elders.
It was partly because of this frustration that Fingon developed his earlier attitudes towards leaving Valinor and the Noldors’ future. What he wanted most was to be doing something that was actually useful to the Noldor, and as he gravitated more towards his father and grandfather’s work around the court, he began seriously considering what it would be like to be in a leadership role, as a ruler and protector of his people. Of course, he was an immortal in paradise- no positions were opening any time soon. It was this frustration that first attracted him to the idea of returning to Middle Earth-while family loyalty called upon him to defend his father and those who preferred to stay in Valinor, it did occur to him that in Middle Earth he might actually get the chance to build and defend something of his own.

And that has come: but at a terrible cost. The Darkening, the Kinslaying at Alqualondë, and the crossing of the Helcaraxë were his first exposures to outrage, fear and death. They were also the first events that drive home how courage and good intentions can go badly astray. When he attacked the Teleri at Alqualondë, he sincerely believed his family and people were in danger (which, technically, was correct). But because he had not bothered to find out who started the fight, the people who followed him into the fray became kinslayers- and so did he. And while there were many reasons behind the Noldor’s journey across the Helcaraxë, one of them was that Fingon was still determinedly advocating to leave for Beleriand, despite the Doom and despite the subsequent betrayal of the Noldor by his uncle Feanor and Feanor’s party.
The memory of those events-and to a great degree the guilt about his involvement- has proved to be an accellerant for one Fingon’s most obvious traits: his vast courage and willingness to put himself in danger to help another. The most famous tale of this courage happened shortly after his arrival in Beleriand, where Fingon (with some help from a giant eagle) successfully rescued his cousin and old friend Maedhros from imprisonment. This act was noteworthy for a number of reasons, including difficulty (Maedhros was a captive of the Dark Lord Morgoth, the source of most evil in the world, the enemy of the Noldor and the being who had murdered their mutual grandfather), but it was also famous because Maedhros’ father had betrayed and abandoned the bulk of the Noldor in Valinor years before. Maedhros had refused to participate in that betrayal, but Fingon hadn’t known that at the time of the rescue; he had simply thought that the chance of rescuing someone he loved was worth the risk.

The subsequent war between the Noldor and the Dark Lord gave Fingon plenty of opportunities to exhibit that courage (among his other great feats was driving off the young dragon Glaurung, although he didn’t manage to kill it) and was definitely the all-consuming cause he’d been waiting for his entire life. But the war came at a cost to everyone: Fingon’s youngest brother died soon after they arrived in Middle Earth, and his two surviving siblings disappeared to found a hidden city which had little contact with the outside world. With his family spread across the continent Fingon became his father’s right hand, only to lose him as well.

And so Fingon has spent the last decade and a half as High King of the Noldor, taking up the crown which belonged to his father and uncle and grandfather before him. He has become a soldier king, looking desperately for some way to reverse the momentum of a war his people are losing. And when the opportunity came to exploit the enemy’s weakness, of course he and Maedhros chose to take it.

Nearly five hundred years of courage and effort have gotten to this moment...but all the courage and boldness and good intentions in the world cannot save Fingon, High King of the Noldor, from a mangled battle plan and the axe of the Lord of the Balrogs.

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2018-04-26T05:29:15Z

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2017-11-18T04:30:43Z

The song of Fingon Elves yet sing,
captain of armies, Noldorin king,
who fell at last in flame of swords
with his white banners and his lords.
- The Lay of Leithian, Canto VII

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2017-09-10T02:09:36Z

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NAME: Fingon Fingolfinion (Findekáno Ñolofinwion) AGE: c. 2780 NATIONALITY: Ñoldorin RACE: Elf OCCUPATION: Monarch TITLE/RANK: High King of the Ñoldor, King of Hithlum	HEIGHT: 6'3 BUILD: Muscular HAIR: Dark and long EYES: Light Blue SKIN: Fair BEARING: Confident and regal
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Fingon's dark hair is pretty common among elves, but he's known for his unusually elaborate hairstyles, which often involve threading gold ribbons or wires through his hair

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2017-07-12T21:51:55Z

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Name: Mary
Age: 21+
Contact: delatour
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Interests: Fingon would be deeply interested in Thedas, a world both very like and unlike Arda. He'd be moved by the dysfunctions of the the setting to try and help, whether that would be politically or militarily. Admittedly, he would probably prefer the latter; Fingon can manage problems which are solved by talking to people, but it's much easier to just shoot things.

And, of course, Thedas has dragons. Fingon is a thrill junkie and has a bit of history with dragons, and if he can't get his hand's on Glaurung the Father of Dragons, he'll happily try for one of Thedas' collection.

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Name: Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor (or Findekáno Ñolofinwion)
Canon/OC: The Silmarillion (Tolkien's Legendarium)
Canon Point: Late Spring, Year 472 of the First Age; about a month before his death in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad
Journal: utulien_aure
Age: c. 2500-2700, appears to be in late 20s

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Arda, it is said, was created by song; the Ainur, the host of divine spirits, sang it into being at the behest of Iluvatar, the creator god. But not all the Ainur were willing to limit themselves to fulfilling Iluvatar’s vision, and the most powerful among them, Melkor, chose instead to introduce discord into the Music and thus evil into the world.

That world itself is in some ways much like modern Earth; indeed, according to some versions of the story it will eventually be the Earth we know, long after magic and youth have fled from the land. For now, though, Arda is young and fierce and beautiful and terrible and the Sun and Moon are still new to the sky.

Across the sea to the West lies the continent of Aman, where the Valar, the lords of the Ainur who still hold faithful to Iluvatar's vision of the world, live and teach. The Eastern continent will one day be known as Middle Earth, and it is in that continent's westernmost region, Beleriand, that Elves and Dwarves and Men fight a great war against Melkor, now more commonly known as the Dark Lord Morgoth, and his legions of orcs and dragons and monsters.

They are not winning that war. Even at the best of times fighting a war against Evil Incarnate would be difficult; the task is made even more difficult by the divisions between and among the Free Peoples themselves. The Elven-Dwarven relationship is complex and will one day spill over into murder and war, Morgoth has poisoned the minds of many Men, and as for the elves....

Well. The Elves have longstanding grievances with each other. For some of the most dedicated warriors against the Dark are to be found among the Noldorin Elves, who left the West itself to avenge Morgoth's murder of their king. But in their reckless leave-taking, they cut down the Elves of the Telerin tribe, who had been their friends once. And this has proved a hindrance even to their attempts to help in Middle Earth, for not only have the Noldor been cursed by the Valar themselves to fail in their war effort, the native Sindar are close kin to the Teleri that they slew.

Arda's First Age of the Sun, for all it's glory and beauty, is proving a fraught time to be alive.

History

Fingon was born in Valinor, during the Years of the Trees. His father Fingolfin was the second son of King Finwe of the Noldor, and family drama was a constant throughout his childhood. Still, he was very close to much of his family and developed a particular relationship with his elder cousin Maedhros, whose father Feanor was often feuding with Fingolfin.

The family relationship went from awkward to toxic under the influence of the Dark Lord Morgoth, who was riling up the Noldor to cause trouble, but when Morgoth murdered Finwe and fled to Middle Earth everyone seemed finally on the same page. Only they weren't; in his eagerness to run after Morgoth and avenge his father, Feanor tried to steal the ships of the Noldor's neighbors, the Telerin elves. Feanor's followers didn't tell the other Noldor they were going to do this, so when Fingon got to the docks he saw what he thought was the Teleri trying to murder his family and people. He and his followers ran into the fray to help, becoming kinslayers in the process and being cursed by the gods.

Then Feanor and his people took the ships to Middle Earth without telling anyone, and once on the other side, they burned them. So Fingon, Fingolfin, and the rest crossed to Middle Earth on the Helcaraxe, a hellish ice bridge which took them years to cross. Once they got there they found out that Feanor had gotten himself killed and that Maedhros had been taken prisoner by Morgoth. After some thought Fingon went to rescue him, and in gratitude Maedhros gave Fingolfin the kingship of the Noldor.

Fingolfin ruled for over four hundred years, eventually dying in single combat with Morgoth himself. Fingon, his eldest and heir, ruled after him. However his reign was not nearly so long. He and Maedhros planned a great battle to retake the offense in the Noldor's war against Morgoth, but the battle-plan proved hopelessly compromised by internal treason. Their armies were cut off from each other and Fingon was killed by Gothmog, the Lord of the Balrogs.

Personality

Sometime after his death, a historian will write the following of Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor: “Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; troth and justice he loved and bore goodwill to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.” It’s a little hagiographic, as many memorials of dead kings are, but the basic picture is truthful: Fingon is the closest thing the Noldorin royal family has to a knight in shining armor, and an elf of uncommon courage, decency, and devotion.

As a child and in his early youth, those were easy things to be. After all, Fingon grew up in physical paradise, the perfect setting for the kind of happy childhood that would bring out the best in most people. Young Fingon was noted for both his considerable physical courage and for his kindness, as being the kind of person who would try to think well of people if he was given half the reason to try.

But while Valinor was perfect, it was also a place of stagnation: Fingon, despite his royal status, was never likely to find a fulfilling role for himself in an immortal society which would be always dominated by his undying and supremely competent elders. It was that realization that first drew him to the idea of Middle Earth, where he might one day be able to build and defend something of his own. The fact that this would involve leaving the safety of paradise for a very uncertain future was one he largely ignored.

Since those halcyon days of his childhood both his courage and his recklessness have been on full display. He has dared to face a dragon and to rescue an old friend from the Dark Lord’s clutches; moreover, he has learned how to forgive those who have wronged him, and that hatred means less to him than love. He is also naturally impulsive and hotheaded, liable to act even when that may not be the wisest idea.

He does try to keep his flaws in check- the results of his participation in the kinslaying at Alqualonde were a sharp lesson in why unthinkingly charging into a situation is a bad idea, no matter how pure one's motives may be, and centuries of bearing the responsibilities of Crown Prince and general have taught him the values of patience and caution. But at heart, Fingon is still more hero and champion than king; it remains his first instinct to face evil head-on, and to act when others dare not. And ultimately, it is that tendency which will leave him dead on the battlefield, with his kingdom and his allies soon to fall after him.

Strengths & Weaknesses

Fingon is a gifted swordsman, a better archer, and in general considerably talented in military strategy. His general charm and interest in people make him a good diplomat, and he's sincerely interested in the people and situations he comes across. The product of a Noldorin nobleman's education, he's been trained in most arts and crafts, although the one he's most fond of is music.

Fingon's natural physical strengths are considerable. The Elves of Arda are immortal, generally faster and stronger than Men; this is particularly true for the Elves born in Aman like Fingon. They have much more well-attuned senses, including sight and hearing, and they don't sleep as much as they meditate on lovely thoughts. They have much more resistance against physical conditions such as extreme temperatures than Men do, though it's not immunity and Fingon in particular has seen a lot of elves die of exposure to cold. They usually also have some telepathic understanding of plants and animals, though it's more images and concepts that are conveyed than thoughts.

As to his flaws: Fingon is reckless and hotheaded, particularly in the attempt to put right wrongs he perceives in the world and in the defense of those he loves. As principally a man of action, he’s less liable to think and more liable to act in the face of what he perceives as a wrong or injustice. His tendency to follow his heart and leap in before he looks at a situation is most typified by his actions during the Kinslaying of Alqualonde, where he lept to the defense of his family members and thus participated in the first slaying of elves by their fellow elves.

He is also deeply stubborn, determined to stick to what he believes is the right course even in the face of opposing counsel. The fact that he hoped to travel to Middle Earth even in the face of the Doom of the Noldor and the betrayal of Feanor demonstrates his sure belief that going to Middle Earth was the right move for his people, it is also a sign of someone who will stick to one’s beliefs over the clear evidence that such actions are in vain and stand a great chance of harming one’s followers.

Finally, his natural optimism leads to a certain blindness when considering his options. Fingon is a knight out of the classic tales, and has an unconscious faith that this sort of decency and good intent will eventually win the day in the end. This, of course, leads to his belief that it is a good idea let his best friend borrow the army and attack Morgoth (Arda’s Satan analogue) in an open battle. As it turns out, that was a very bad idea, breaking the back of Noldorin military strength for the rest of the Age.

Arrival Inventory

Fingon will arrive wearing blue and gold Noldorin court robes, thrown over more practical blue and blackriding clothes. He wears the the crown of the High King and his hair is elaborately braided with gold thread.

He carries his sword with him, as well as a spare knife; Fingon is a wartime king and it doesn't sit well with his people to see him go unarmed.

He will also have one other item: the Green Stone of Feanor, a small green stone that was gifted to him by one of his cousins that he keeps with him regularly. As a textual forerunner to the Elessar it could probably strengthen the spirit to some degree, but Fingon has less aptitude for wielding such items than some of his relatives and primarily has it has a keepsake.

'Human'ization

As Elves do mostly have the same physical build as Men in Arda, the most straightforward way to humanize Fingon would be to dull his senses and reflexes, as well as require him to eat and sleep more regularly.

Fit

Fingon has centuries worth of experience as a soldier and a leader, so the situation in Thedas wouldn't be completely outside the realms of his experience. But it would be very strange to him indeed; Fingon is an Elf of the First Age, when the Eldar are at the height of their power and glory; the idea of a world of Men, with Elves comparatively marginalized, would be tremendously different to his experience of the world.

He would probably try to wait to speak to people and form his own opinions before getting involved, but he's equally likely to end up just trying to help people as he goes along and getting involved in things accidentally.

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Hadriel Application

2017-04-08T03:13:09Z

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Character Name:Fingon the Valiant | Findekáno Ñolofinwion

Character Age: c. 2500-2700, appears to be in his late twenties

Canon: The Silmarillion (Tolkien’s Legendarium)

Canon Point: After his death in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, F.A. 472

History: http://lotr.wikia.com/wiki/Fingon

Personality: Sometime after his death, a historian will write the following of Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor: “Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; troth and justice he loved and bore goodwill to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.” It’s a little hagiographic, as many memorials of dead kings are, but the basic picture is truthful: Fingon the Valiant is the closest thing the Noldorin royal family has to a knight in shining armor, and an elf of uncommon courage, decency, and devotion.

He is also, to put it in modern parlance, quite possibly a war criminal. (A fair number of the people he loves best in the world definitely are.) And to understand that contradiction we need to dig into Fingon’s own history and that of the people he leads.

Fingon grew up in a physical paradise. Valinor in the time of the Trees was beautiful, peaceful, bountiful, and safe- the perfect setting for a happy childhood and youth. While his extended family was never free of tension, that is just what Fingon had, and because of it he became a kind, friendly person who tended to think the best of people if they gave him half a reason to do so. But it was also a place of stagnation: Fingon, while a prince, was never likely to find a fulfilling role for himself in an immoral society which would be always dominated by his undying and supremely competent elders.

It was partly because of this frustration that Fingon developed his earlier attitudes towards leaving Valinor and the Noldors’ future. What he wanted most was to be doing something that was actually useful to the Noldor, and as he gravitated more towards his father and grandfather’s work around the court, he began seriously considering what it would be like to be in a leadership role, as a ruler and protector of his people. Of course, he was an immortal in paradise- no positions were opening any time soon. It was this frustration that first attracted him to the idea of returning to Middle Earth-while family loyalty called upon him to defend his father and those who preferred to stay in Valinor, it did occur to him that in Middle Earth he might actually get the chance to build and defend something of his own.

And that has come: but at a terrible cost. The Darkening, the Kinslaying at Alqualondë, and the crossing of the Helcaraxë were his first exposures to outrage, fear and death. They were also the first events that drive home how courage and good intentions can go badly astray. When he attacked the Teleri at Alqualondë, he sincerely believed his family and people were in danger (which, technically, was correct). But because he had not bothered to find out who started the fight, the people who followed him into the fray became kinslayers. As is he. And while there were many reasons behind the Noldor’s journey across the Helcaraxë, one of them was that Fingon was still determinedly advocating to leave for Beleriand, despite the Doom and despite the subsequent betrayal of the Noldor by his uncle Feanor and Feanor’s party.

The memory of those events-and to a great degree the guilt about his involvement- has proved to be accellerant for one Fingon’s most obvious traits: his vast courage and willingness to put himself in danger to help another. The most famous tale of this courage happened shortly after his arrival in Beleriand, where Fingon (with some help from a giant eagle) successfully rescued his cousin and old friend Maedhros from imprisonment. This act was noteworthy for a number of reasons, including difficulty (Maedhros was a captive of the Dark Lord Morgoth, the source of most evil in the world, the enemy of the Noldor and the being who had murdered their mutual grandfather), but it was also famous because Maedhros’ father had betrayed and abandoned the bulk of the Noldor in Valinor years before. Maedhros had stood aside, but Fingon hadn’t known that at the time of the rescue; he had simply thought that the chance of rescuing someone he loved was worth the risk.

The subsequent war between the Noldor and the Dark Lord gave Fingon plenty of opportunities to exhibit that courage (among his other great feats was driving off the young dragon Glaurung, although he didn’t manage to kill it) and was definitely the all-consuming cause he’d been waiting for his entire life. But the war came at a cost to everyone: Fingon’s youngest brother died soon after they arrived in Middle Earth, and his two surviving siblings disappeared to found a hidden city which had little contact with the outside world. With his family spread across the continent Fingon became his father’s right hand, only to lose him as well.

And so Fingon has spent the last decade and a half as High King of the Noldor, taking up the crown which belonged to his father and uncle and grandfather before him. He has become a soldier king, looking desperately for some way to reverse the momentum of a war his people are losing. And when the opportunity came to exploit the enemy’s weakness, of course he and Maedhros chose to take it.

Nearly five hundred years of courage and effort have gotten to this moment...but all the courage and boldness and good intentions in the world cannot save Fingon, High King of the Noldor, from a mangled battle plan and the axe of the Lord of the Balrogs.

Inventory:

One suit of silver armor, currently with significant burnt marks and a cloven helm
One sword and shield, of Noldorin make
The clothing worn under his armor
One green stone, a gift from his favorite cousin, worn on a necklace.

Abilities:

Elven Racial Traits:

Elves are immortal; while they can be killed in battle or fade from grief, they are meant to exist as long as the world exists. They are also heal quickly and can’t be poisoned.
Elves’ speed, strength, and agility is much greater than that of a normal human. Because Fingon is from Valinor and was exposed to the light of the Two Trees, these are probably greater than that of a regular elf as well.
Elves have extensive mental gifts, including a near-perfect memory, the ability to talk to animals and plants, and telepathy (<i>osanwe</i>).
Rather than sleeping, elves often go into a semi-conscious trance where they meditate on beautiful images and thoughts.
Elves are ambidextrous

These skills apply to Fingon personally:

Swordsmanship: considerably talented, although there are better swordsmen in the family

Archery: he’s better at this than swordplay, and it is his favored form of combat.
Horsemanship, particularly archery from horseback
Military and combat experience, and a particular knack for tactical thinking (he’s also fairly good at strategy
General knowledge of most arts and crafts: Fingon doesn’t have a specialized skill or one he is extremely gifted in, but he’s fairly well acquainted with a number of the kinds of art the Noldor tend to specialize in.
Experience with politics, military leadership, and diplomacy
Cooking
Music: he’s a fair harpist and singer
General survival skills, particularly those applying to combat and surviving in extremely cold environments
Bilingual in Quenya (his native tongue) and Sindarin (the dominant elven language of Middle Earth)

Flaws: In general, Fingon really is a good person: courageous, kind, and fundamentally decent. Of course, if he were without flaws he wouldn’t have found himself under the Doom of the Noldor in the first place, and in true tragic fashion most of his flaws are not unrelated to his greatest virtues.

Fingon is reckless and hotheaded, particularly in the attempt to put right wrongs he perceives in the world and in the defense of those he loves. As principally a man of action, he’s less liable to think and more liable to act in the face of what he perceives as a wrong or injustice. His tendency to follow his heart and leap in before he looks at a situation is most typified by his actions during the Kinslaying of Alqualonde, where he lept to the defense of his family members and thus participated in the first slaying of elves by their fellow elves.

He is also deeply stubborn, determined to stick to what he believes is the right course even in the face of opposing counsel. The fact that he hoped to travel to Middle Earth even in the face of the Doom of the Noldor and the betrayal of Feanor demonstrates his sure belief that going to Middle Earth was the right move for his people, it is also a sign of someone who will stick to one’s beliefs over the clear evidence that such actions are in vain and stand a great chance of harming one’s followers.

Finally, his natural optimism leads to a certain blindness when considering his options. Fingon is a knight out of the classic tales, and has an unconscious faith that this sort of decency and good intent will eventually win the day in the end. This, of course, leads to his belief that it is a good idea let his best friend borrow the army and attack Morgoth (Arda’s Satan analogue) in an open battle. As it turns out, that was a very bad idea, breaking the back of Noldorin military strength for the rest of the Age.

These issues have, to some degree, been restrained by the circumstances that he has found himself in since leaving Valinor. As a consistent advocate of leaving paradise even after it was made clear that is was a bad idea, Fingon feels himself partially responsible for the suffering this has incurred among his followers and among the people that he loves. And particularly when his father dies and he becomes High King of the Noldor, he feels the need to temper these flaws in order to help his people. But kingship is a straightjacket to Fingon’s general temperament, and in the end, he is drawn to the bold, valiant actions of a hero-exactly the type of action which will leave him dead in the center of a pile of corpses.

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Action Log Sample: Fingon only realizes he isn’t dead about ten seconds after an attempt to kill him fails. The clue is that it’s the wrong attempt- something swoops down toward his head and he instinctively moves, throwing himself right where he thinks he dropped his sword and grabbing the hilt. With reflexes borne of near five centuries of combat, he swings at the strange, flying creature

And then it hits him: there is no way he should have been able to do that.

He shouldn’t have even been able to move.

He’d been trying, earlier, struggling against the binds of a Balrog’s flaming whip as their lord loomed over him with a great axe in hand. There’d been a great pain in his head, then, and- he was here. If anything had happened in between, he can’t recall it now

He should be- he is- this can’t be the Hall of Mandos, can it?

Though, he suddenly realizes, maybe his exact whereabouts are not the most pressing issue of the moment, as the creature wheels around and aims for him once more. He dodges, weaves, and with one savage slice in the right place, the awful little creature falls down dead.

So, at least one thing has gone right today.

Fingon takes a slow, shaky breath and looks around. Probably not the Halls of Mandos, he notes, not Anfauglith, where he had been, and nowhere else he had ever seen in Beleriand. Where was he? What was he doing here?

And how had he left?

Well, he reminds himself, there is at least one part of this he can check. He looks around for any signs of life, then raises his hands and carefully removes his high helm.

Which has, as he had half-expected, a gaping hole running through the area covering his head.

He hadn’t been wrong about the axe after all, then.

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Ruby City Application

2016-12-02T04:43:46Z

PLAYER

Name:Mary

>Age: 21+

Personal Journal: N/A

E-mail: mkdelatour@gmail.com

AIM/etc: https://www.plurk.com/delatour

CHARACTER

Name:Findekáno Ñolofinwion | Fingon Fingolfinion (Fingon the Valiant)

Canon: The Silmarillion (Tolkien’s Legendarium)

Age: c. 2000, appears to be in late 20s

Timeline F.A. 5, on his way to rescue his cousin Maedhros from captivity in Angband.

Items with character at canon point:

Set of dark traveling clothes
Weapons
- One bow and quiver of arrows
- Two knives
- One sword
Harp
Satchel containing extra rations and basic medical supplies

If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A

Personality: Sometime after his death, a historian will write the following of Fingon the Valiant, High King of the Noldor: “Of all the children of Finwë he is justly most renowned: for his valour was as a fire and yet as steadfast as the hills of stone; wise he was and skilled in voice and hand; troth and justice he loved and bore goodwill to all, both Elves and Men, hating Morgoth only; he sought not his own, neither power nor glory, and death was his reward.” This is a fairly accurate picture of Findekáno Ñolofinwion as he will become (although he would dispute some of it, particularly the parts referring to him as wise) but Findekáno is not quite there yet. He has a courageous soul and a generous, buoyant nature, but until very recently these have never been tested with true hardship. He’s still trying to process what that means.

One of the keys to understanding Findekáno at this point in his life is that he has grown up in a physical paradise. Valinor in the time of the Trees is beautiful, peaceful, bountiful, and safe- the perfect setting for a happy childhood and youth. And despite the ongoing family tensions among the royal family of the Noldor, he’s had that, and it shows: he’s become a kind, friendly person who tends to think the best of people if they give him half a reason to do so. But Valinor becomes a lot less paradisiacal as he grows older, not only because of the release of Morgoth and the growing tensions among his family, but also because he doesn’t feel like he has a purpose there. He’s part of an immortal race, which means that the people in charge of society will alway be in charge, and while a good education means that he’s competent among the arts and sciences the Noldor tend to favor he doesn’t really have a vocation to take up his energy and ambitions.

It’s partly because of this frustration that Findekáno develops some of his earlier goals and ambitions. What he wants most is to be doing something that is actually useful to the Noldor, and as he gravitates more towards his father and grandfather’s work around the court, he begins seriously considering what it would be like to be in a leadership role, as a ruler and protector of his people. Of course, he’s an immortal in paradise- no positions are opening any time soon. (He also earns the epithet of “Valiant” during this period, but that has more to do with a series of arduous but ill-judged stunts and physical hobbies than anything that would truly merit the title-if a number of people could get away with calling him Findekáno the Stupidly Reckless, they would have probably chosen that instead.) It’s this frustration that first attracts him to the idea of returning to Middle Earth- even as he sides with his father over Feanáro, the propagator of the idea to do so, he can’t get in out of his head that in Middle Earth he might actually get the chance to build and defend something of his own.

But then the Darkening happens, and after it Alqualondë and the Helcaraxë: these are the first real exposures Findekáno has had to loss or pain on a large scale. They’re also the first events that drive home how courage and good intentions can go badly astray. When he attacked the Teleri at Alqualondë, he sincerely believed his family and people were in danger (which, technically, was correct). But because he had not bothered to find out who started the fight, the people who followed him into the fray are kinslayers. As is he. And while there were many reasons behind the Noldor’s journey across the Helcaraxë, one of them is that Findekáno was still determinedly advocating to leave for Beleriand, despite the Doom and despite Feanáro’s betrayal.

As far as he’s concerned, the deaths on the Ice-including his sister-in-law, including his youngest brother- are partly his fault. So, as he will feel for the rest of his life and for long afterwards, are all the deaths among his people to come. While that guilt and the determination to do better will eventually help him reign in his natural impulsiveness, at this early stage he hasn’t processed it very well. When he sets off to find and rescue his cousin Maedhros, it isn’t only because he believes he owes his old friend the attempt or because he wants to deal with the feud between the Noldor. He also needs to have saved someone, or at least to have given his all to do so. While Findekáno’s usually optimistic nature will reassert itself in the wake of Maedhros’ rescue in his main timeline, (it’s really hard not to hope you’re doing the right thing when you get help from a giant eagle), the version Ruby City gets initially is a bundle of nervous energy, still trying to prove he has made the right decision to his people, to the Valar, and to himself.

Background: http://lotr.wikia.com/wiki/Fingon

Abilities:

Elven Racial Traits:

Elves are immortal; while they can be killed in battle or fade from grief, they are meant to exist as long as the world exists. They are also heal quickly and can’t be poisoned.
Elves’ speed, strength, and agility is much greater than that of a normal human. Because Findekáno is from Valinor and was exposed to the light of the Two Trees, these are probably greater than that of a regular elf as well.
Elves have extensive mental gifts, including a near-perfect memory, the ability to talk to animals and plants, and telepathy (<i>osanwe</i>).
Rather than sleeping, elves go into a semi-conscious trance where they meditate on beautiful images and thoughts.
Elves are ambidextrous

These skills apply to Findekáno personally:

Swordsmanship: considerably talented, although there are better swordsmen in the family

Archery: he’s better at this than swordplay, and it is his favored form of combat.
Horsemanship
General knowledge of most arts and crafts: Findekáno doesn’t have a specialized skill or one he is extremely gifted in, but he’s fairly well acquainted with a number of the kinds of art the Noldor tend to specialize in.
Experience with politics and leadership
Cooking
Music: he’s a fair harpist and singer
General survival skills, particularly those applying to combat and surviving in extremely cold environments
He’s only perfectly fluent in Quenya, but is also by this point able to speak Sindarin fairly well

Network/Actionspam Sample: http://rubycity-ooc.dreamwidth.org/632580.html?thread=19554564#cmt19554564

Prose Log Sample:

Getting used to Ruby City is an ongoing process, but Findekáno throws himself into it. The city’s small enough that he learns the layout easily, and for a few days he just wanders through the streets, poking his head into the different buildings. And in the moment, it’s surprisingly fun- the food situation isn’t a matter of life and death, no desperate hunting or scavenging necessary. No one’s burning their few books for warmth, even as the temperature dips (now that he can do without, but for now he’ll manage). If he wishes to, he can buy a dozen different types of pastry just to figure out which of them he prefers and bring the rest back to share.

It isn’t even raining.

But still, something about the city still sets him on edge. Perhaps it's the people he misses- he’s grown used to having his people at his back, with only the scant privacy of a crowded tent as refuge. Ruby City is the opposite- the architecture may be strange, but odder still is how abandoned many of them look when they could hold so many. He doesn’t want to think of home, but the comparison comes anyway. Does Tirion look like this now, with so many buildings and so few people to fill them?

It isn’t a question any here can respond to, and given how many of his questions have been met, perhaps not one to which he wants to know the answer.

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IC: Inbox

2016-11-03T03:28:24Z

art by greenapplefreak

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IC: Open RP Post

2016-09-28T01:25:09Z

Interested in threading with Fingon?
Here's the place for it!
All prompts welcome.

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OOC: HMD and Plotting

2016-08-03T06:05:56Z

Am I playing my millennia-old warrior king poorly? Here's your chance to tell me.
Got a plot you'd like to discuss? Here's the place for it.
All constructive comments welcomed and encouraged.
Hit me with anything but a black axe - and even that's negotiable.

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