Board Thread:Custom Lore Development/@comment-25344655-20160322014354

-Glosur Darloc: A mistake in the creation of time. This immortal, but often neutral creature wanders universes, but he cannot change forms, he is not a god, but the only way he can die is by his own children, and the same goes for the children. He has the form of a 6'1 tall humanoid, a muscular form, but not overly so, a thick dirty blonde beard and dirty face make him look like an oversized dwarf most of the time. He has crystal blue eyes and two prominent scars on him, one raking down his face, and one on his heart. Both showing injuries of great magnitude even his immortality couldnt heal it completely. His face is rather prominent, not to the point of chisled, but in no way chubby. His clothes are often regal and high class when dealing with negotions or visiting other realms, however when he is doing work, such as chopping wood he uses a more bland set of linen clothes. He has three weapons he often uses, Narclos, a mithril blade that has similer properties as Narsil, as it was made by the same person. Most notably its ability to light ablaze. The blade itself is straight and effective, creeping down to the hilt, engraved with runes on both sides. One in ancient dwarvish, and one in Noldorin, the Dwarvish side translates to 'I am Narclos, hand of Glosur Darloc, wield me well' and the elven side translating to 'Wary o' user, for my flame pierces the strongest hide.' The hilt is of a hard steel, but has a thin layer of Gold and Silver. The top of the hilt (Where weapons are caught) remains a hard steel. The center of the hilt is a single bright white gem. ITs appearance is that of the Arkenstone, without the light emitting properties. This is by far the most well known weapon of Glosur. Next is a crossbow made of Dwarven steel and 'Darkwood' a wood with the same properties as a 'redwood' tree. It fires regular bolts, albeit usually tipped with Obsidian. The last weapon is of all things, a dagger. He rides a Haradrim horse he found, after it escaped from a nearby camp (Read my 'fall and revisit' story for more.) the horse is pitch black, with a white stripe going down its back.

--Glivial Darloc: The only daughter of Glosur, looking at her father you would see almost no resemblance. She is around the same height, but her face is much more fair and regal. Make no mistake however, she can fight like Morgoth was at her gates. She typically dresses in simple clothes, and usually is the third party in conversations. Level headed like her father. Her weapon is a straight and simple blade. Exactly this, in fact: (Yes, i took this picture, and yes, that is my sword) she uses it rarely however and prefers a shortbow, which is made of Darkwood and is elequently carved by the elves of Rivendell as a gift. Glivial is the most appealing to the Elves, and such usually travells to their lands. Most of which Rivendell or Lothlorien. She even made it out east once or twice. She has a lovely white horse, a special breed bred in Kheled-arnin itself. Many fall in love with her beauty. However she is yet to marry. (She was even offered an entire limwaith tribe by a drunk limwaith chieftan once, but but thats another story)

--Rurin Darloc: An odd son, but a very kind one. Rurin often delves into Magic, both Elven and Dark. He spends the most time up on the silver tower maravelling at the beauty of Endore and the Palantir before him. (To answer LoMM's common question, it is the  Annúminas stone. It was found in the cold northern sea about 100 years after it was lost.) He is slightly shorter than Glosur, but is much thinner as well. He is usually dressed like a Maia, and is in the libraries of Kheled-arnin and Minas Tirith, looking for any magical knowledge possible. His room is basically a wizard's home. He has a thick brown beard, though strangely has a single silver streak in it. He is quite magical, but carries with him a double set of daggers and a staff.

--Rorik Darloc: Ah Rorik, the youngest of the three sons. He is also the only without a beard. In fact his whole appearance screams 'mannish.' more specifically, Haradrim. He is a dark skinned male that often wears his armor, which is pitch black, with his gray cloak. He is essentially the darker version of the elves that showed up at helms deep in the movies. He wields a gold Khopesh, and a longbow on his back. He grew up in two places, Kheled-arnin for a long while, but eventually spent a long time in the Cloud forest. When Glorin died (Which, by the way, left Rorik with a bad right leg, caused by Glorin himself.) he was put in charge of the Harad Mountain states, and watching over the principalities of the Rocky coastlines & the Moredain state.

--Glorin Darloc: Once the pride and joy of the Union, Glorin was a proud and stout son,  and took after Glosur in appearance. He was the eldest of the sons, and of all the children, as well as the most powerful. He was quite content and happy, in fact often sharing a pint or two with his brother Rorik, who he loved the most of all his siblings. However, when the shadow lie over middle-earth once more in the War of the Ring, something strange creeped inside of Glorin, which was later found to be the combined corruptive abilites of Saruman and Sauron himself, shortly after the messanger of mordor was denied. Glorin grew envious of his siblings and most of all, Glosur. He spread lies and deciet amung the south, combined with the goading of Sauron on his dark throne, and the whispers of Morgoth in his chains, Glorin declared himself independant of the Union, and founded the short lived, but damaging New Dwarven Empire. The only resistance led by Rorik, who rallied the Rocky coasts and the Cloud forest against Glorin. But alone they were naught, ending in a large amount of coastline breaking into the sea and many trees being hewn in the cloud forest. It wasnt until Rurin and Glivial arrived with 10,000 fresh soldiers from the north was the battle turned. Together, Rurin, Rorik and Glivial killed Glorin, ending the NDE and the war. 