Annals of the Dúnedain - House Halvarís

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  1. Halasían

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    History of the Halvarís Family Line

    (As compiled by Gilrénna, granddaughter of Hanasían) Here is the family history of Hanasían and of the line of Halvarís as known to date. Records after the sack of Arthedain in TA 1974 are few, and the records of the line before this have for the most part been lost. But for a journal of Elendur, a Captain of the Eastern Watch who became a close friend of one of his seconds, Silvanís. In it were writings of not only he, but were some parchments written of Silvanís by an unknown author who was obviously close to him, some of Silvanis's own writing, and some accounts of Ladies Rían and Ráinna of House Hollinstad Dúnedain)


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    Silvanís was a Dúnedain soldier serving on the Eastern Watch under King Araphant, and though the name is not spoken of, is the earliest known male ascendant of the line. Born in TA 1918, he entered the service of the King in TA 1939. In TA 1940 he was assigned, as was most of the young soldiers of the day, to the army of the Eastern Watch and spent much time in the Weather hills. Those days were darkening evermore, and the hill men of Rhûadur were becoming evermore cunning. Formerly a part of Arnor, Rhûadur had long ago fallen under the shadow of Carn Dûm, and the men were now willing captains of the Witch-King. Their orc and warg raids were becoming more and more frequent, though all were driven back. Still, the service that Silvanís gave to his King was long and hard.

    Before Silvanís had his assignment, he had met a daughter of Hollinstad, Captain of the King Araphant's Guard. Her name was Rían and she was a fair beauty. It was Midsummer's Eve and the Ceremony of Captains had commenced in the evening. Also it served as celebration of Prince Arvedui's marriage to Princess Fíriel, the daughter of King Ondoher of Gondor. At the Celebration of Captains, newly promoted Captains accepted their promotions from the King, and the newly promoted seconds accepted their promotions from the Prince. There was much revelry afterward with a banquet and ball.

    Silvanís did not draw favor from Hollinstad. In fact, the whole celebration was a sour taste to him. For Rían, his elder daughter was very much the sparkle in the young Prince Arvedui's eye. But when the Kings Araphant and Ondoher met in Halifirien, it was agreed that their lines needed binding for the sake of all the Dúnedain. It was agreed that Ondoher's daughter Fíriel would wed Araphant's son Arvedui and she would become princess of Arthedain. And so ended Hollinstad's prospect that his daughter Rían would become the princess of Arthedain.

    He watched as Silvanís and Rían met at the banquet. A lowly second commander of the Eastern Watch is what he saw... nothing more than a Ranger (Rangers during the time of the Kings were a band of dark, rough and mysterious soldiers, fully loyal to the King. Their watch was that of the North Downs and the steppes between there and the mountains to the east. They would make raids into the dangerous country of the Ettenmoors and would at times be sent on 'special assignment' by the King, bypassing the command and the Kings Guard). Though Silvanís and Rían acted like they only first met at the banquet table (they sat across from each other, they had actually met earlier in the day and Hollinstad knew it. Silvanís passing by on the street saw Rían at a seamstress's house fitting a new off-white silken gown. He waited at a nearby armory looking at the weaponry, and stepped out in front of her as she passed. He offered to escort her home, and she agreed. But there across the way from the seamstress's house, in a tavern beer-garden was Kallam, a young officer of the Kings Guard.

    Kallam was close to Prince Arvedui for they were the same age and grew up in the Kings house. Though he had assumed Rían to be the desire of his friend Arvedui and he respected that. But with the betrothal and marriage of Prince Arvedui to Fíriel, the Princess of Gondor, all that changed. He saw his friend grow distant to Rían out of necessity. Rían, for her part, fancied the Prince, and accepted Kallam as friend, but little desire did she have for him as husband. Yet he sat beside her at the banquet table.

    That afternoon when Silvanís and Rían arrived at the palace, Hollinstad was waiting there, looking darkly at the young soldier who had accompanied his daughter. Hollinstad would very much like to see his daughter wed Kallam, for he was of good lineage whose ancestors served as Kings Guardsman like his, and it would be proper. His view of Silvanís and those of his standing, though of high Dúnedain blood, were not of the Palace Guard, let alone the King's Guardsmen.

    Silvanís, after accepting his assignment, held to the shadows and the kegs of ale, and watched the people having fun. But for a few grim faces of elder guardsmen, most were caught up in the night. Silvanís found his arm taken by a beautiful Rían and they were soon all about the dance area. Long was their night of joy, but as the hour grew late and after the King retired, Rían's father confronted Silvanís. It didn't go well and Silvanís soon left. Leaving the city's confines to find a place in the tall grass to watch the stars. There he pondered the lovely Rían before he dozed for a time when he awoke to a dream come true in the form of a kiss from Rían...

    The sunrise found them bound together in the morning dew, and Silvanís awoke suddenly knowing he had to report. He parted with Rían with a long kiss, and she made for the palace in the shadowy mists of the morning. Silvanís barely made it to roll call, and their commander, Elendur, gave the young regiment their orders. They would leave in two hours for the Weather hills.

    Rían wrapped herself in her cloak, and made her way home. Seemingly managing to get in and to her room without waking or being seen. But her younger sister Ráinna, who was 9, saw her enter her room. Ráinna entered Rían's room and scared her. Rían jumped over and shut the door quickly, signaling to Ráinna to keep quiet. Their sisterly discussion of whispers took only a short few moments, and Rían knew that to buy Ráinna's silence, it would cost dear. This Ráinna would keep to herself until it would become useful, and she left the room, shutting it a little harder than the silent latch Rían would have preferred. Rían was soon asleep in blissful dream, with thoughts of waking to seek out Silvanís dancing in her mind. Her disappointment and sadness would wait several more hours. Silvanís managed to gather his belongings and horse, and on his way back to report to muster, he left a note with the seamstress for Rían. Silvanís and Rían would not see each other again for a long long time....
     
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    When a sickness took hold of Rían a few weeks later, her heart was recovering from being shattered by Silvanís's leaving without notice. She wrote some letters to Silvanís in secret, but she never knew if he got them. And she never received a letter from him…. not even one he left with the seamstress.

    For Kallam had seen Silvanís go into the seamstress's house for that moment and he paid her a visit shortly after. By guile, he convinced her that he would deliver the letter to Rían at the Kings palace for he was going to report for duty. In his heart he loved Rían, and her attention given to Silvanís the night before at the ball had bothered him. But after Silvanís and Hollinstad spoke and Silvanís left, Kallam stepped to his side. He then left to follow Silvanís, and saw he went to a field to be alone. He returned to the ball, and reported to Hollinstad, and then politely asked the despairing Rían to dance. Being a friend, she danced for a while, and then excused herself to retire. Kallam escorted her back to the palace and bade her goodnight before returning to the ball. It was then he proclaimed to the remaining guests, and Prince Arvedui the betrothal of his daughter Rían to Kallam of the Kings Guard. She would be informed in the morning after she had a full nights rest. Much applause was had and much ale was drank by those who remained. And by the third hour of the morning it finally grew quiet.

    Kallam hesitated in his inebriation by the door of Rían, for he wished to see her. But he would not, besides an equally inebriated Hollinstad was coming. Together they opened her door, but she was laying quietly in the dark and they would let her sleep. If they had been sober they would have easily seen that her bed was stuffed with extra blankets and clothes. The late hours of morning would come soon enough and so would the time of telling Rían of her betrothal.

    Kallam went to sleep for a time, being awoken by a faint sound. He left his quarter at the end of the hall where many of the guard slept, and stepped out in the hall. Young Ráinna was standing there in her night shift rubbing her eyes. Kallam instructed her to return to her bed for the sun was just now rising. She did reluctantly, but her looking at Rían's door drew Kallam's curiosity. He tapped on her door, and after a pause, a sleepy response was heard. He opened the door and the morning light revealed a bedraggled Rían with her bedcovers clasped to her neck as she half sat up. She had jumped under her covers with her dew-dampened ball dress still on. The dew and the grass ruined it, and if the light would have been brighter, a stray piece of grass may have been seen in her hair. But satisfied she was safe and wanting to sleep more, he went to the kitchen for water and found Hollinstad there.

    Hollinstad was in a serious mind and looked as though the short hours of sleep and the long night of revelry had little effect on him. He signed the day's orders and had his messengers take them to be delivered. He knew that the regiment that Silvanís was assigned was to leave in three days time. But he signed an emergency order to have them leave this day. He would not have Silvanís seeing his daughter and causing her grief. She was to marry Kallam. He gave the regimental order for Commander Elendûr to Kallam to deliver. Kallam acknowledged him, and though delivering messages was well below his rank, he knew the importance of this one to his future.

    Delivering it to Elendûr and hearing his biching, he was going to have morning roll call in about a half hour. He would have to give his men to be ready to ride in two hours. Kallam smiled as he left, and on his way back, he detoured to the tavern in town. There he had one shot of some distilled whiskey to kill his headache, and spent some time with his favorite barmaid who was readying the place for the coming day. He would have to stop seeing her now that he was betrothed, and he was readying to leave to get back to the palace. But he saw Silvanís with his horse all ready for journey, and he stopped with a parchment in hand at the seamstress. He knew what it was, and he would not have his communicating with his betrothed. He went to the seamstress after Silvanís left and said he would deliver it to Rían as he was going back to the Palace. On his way back, he visited the blacksmith and fed his fire with the parchment.

    The day began late for Rían as she arose near noon. She found her mother and father on the balcony in the high sun, and they told her of her betrothal. She bolted from the room to the sound of a snickering Ráinna inside the balcony door and went in search of Silvanís. A soldier informed her that his regiment had left hours ago. Rían was devastated and knew that her betrothal was binding, sworn before the Prince by her father. Though she did not admit it to herself, she felt Silvanís took advantage of her for surely he knew he would be leaving the next day? Her mind was filled with confusing thoughts and shattered dreams, not knowing that Silvanís's regiment leaving that day was arranged by her father.

    And so sad days followed for Rían, and she would not leave her room. Kallam worried deeply about her, and would keep watch and tend to her. Slowly she would begin to warm toward his kindness, and she began to look at him and see his love for her. She tried to get past seeing him as Prince Arvedui's best friend and they being friends in childhood, and though she would still think of Silvanís and Midsummer's Eve, they were evermore fading into the shadows of her mind.

    Ere three weeks passed, and Rían's heartbreak had made her sick. She arose in the darkness of the morn and went to the palace balcony. The cool night air caressed her skin and shift, and she closed her eyes. Her stomach eased some, but she was coming to the realization that she was with child.

    It would be scandalous, and Rían knew that when it becomes known, her betrothal to Kallam would be ended if he wished it. But it would be still many days before she would know for sure, Yet she knew, as if the life that had begun growing inside her spoke to her. The quiet of the air helped speed her thoughts... Taken, then abandoned in a day by a soldier… Embroiled in the center of royal politics and intrigue… Betrothed to a man she liked and was a dear friend, but she did not love… Knowing that Kallam loved her dearly… Knowing the feeling she had with her time with Silvanís… Rían's mind thought of Silvanis and the reasons he left so suddenly Surely there was ,more to it than what she knew. Palace schemes. Schemes upon schemes. And now she even considered schemes of her own.

    But before she could think further, two arms snaked around her midriff, followed by a nuzzle in her hair and a kiss on her neck. Kallam had found her, and feeling his touch sent her thoughts flying. She, in that moment resigned herself to a hastily made plan a few moments old. She leaned back into Kallam and turned in his arms. He was her betrothed, and she kissed him with passion… Having finally been accepted by Rían's passion, he lifted her and carried her back to her room.

    Kallam had to be in his quarters by the seventh hour. He had only left because he could not sleep. Now, after his encounter with Rían, ever so intense and short, he was well worn out. Managing to slip out and down the hall seemingly unseen, He made it the Guards quarters. Of course Ráinna watched in hiding as he left Rían's room and slipped silently away, but Kallam didn't know it. Ráinna went and entered Rían's room, and jumped on her messy bed with her still gasping for breath. The price of silence had just gone up.

    The morning rise was a hard one for the tired Kallam, and his fellow guards gave him a bit of a chuckle. It was common knowledge among the guard that one of their numbers would slip out at times, so it didn't seem odd that Kallam had done so. Rían awoke from a deep sleep, with only her worry that her offering to Ráinna would hold her silence. Upon arising she was happy and alight and seemed to dance about the house. Hollinstad and Elrenna smiled at her, and wondered about the sudden change. Rían wished to wed Kallam as soon as possible, for she knew it would happen at the weeks end on Kallam's birthday. She would wed him, and she would bear him a child.
     
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    The baby Halvarís was born to Rían in the evening of the first day of Víressë of the year 1941 of the third age. Kallam had just barely arrived from his duty in Gondor to hear the wail of the newborn son. Halvarís was the firstborn of Kallam though some said he was born early. But he was healthy and fully grown newborn, and it was rumored among the elder womens gossip that Kallam had taken Rían before their marriage. No thought or account was given to the Celebration of Captains ceremony and banquet of Midsummer's Eve the year before. Lady Rían's interest and time early on at the ball with a young lieutenent commander named Silvanís was not reckoned with, for he had left that banquet after a very public confrontation with Hollinstad, Rían's father, who had expressed his desire for his eldest daughter to accompany the Captain of the King's Guard, Kallam. Rían had argued with her father, and wished to leave with Silvanís, but adhered to her father's wishes so as not to further embarrass him further. She remained at the banquet and ceremony in the company of Kallam for the remainder of the evening until King Araphant & Prince Arvedui summoned Hollinstadt and Kallam to a private chamber to discuss that which Kallam was sent to Gondor for. Rían took leave of Kallam and her father, saying she was tired and was returning to her chambers for the night. Nobody but her sister Ráinna knew that Rían had slipped away later that Midsummer's Eve, for she had awakened to her returning in the early morning hours.

    In the fall of 1942, Rían bore Rénnia, firstborn daughter. In the fall of 1947, their second daughter, Kéllia was born. It was not until the year of 1956 did Rían give birth to Sirionna, their third daughter. Kallam loved his wife and children greatly, and for her part she loved her husband to a degree. Though she loved her daughters very much, Rían did not look at them the way she looked at her son Halvarís. A sparkle in her eye could seemingly be noticed when she would look upon him where only a fondness could be seen when she looked upon her daughters. It was though her eyes held both a deep longing and a deep sadness in the love they poured upon him. It was the only outward sign Rían ever gave differently to Halvarís than the other children. To all other eyes he was Kallam's son, and Rían would hope to die with the secret inside her.... the knowledge that Halvarís was Silvanís's son!

    Kallam would always favor Halvarís, his firstborn and only son. Halvarís grew up his father's son, but he would always take time each day to sit and talk with his mother and sisters. He was well learned in lore and elven scripts, but became well skilled in battle tactics using sword and knife. He would be a Guardsman to the King like his father. While Rían was with Sirionna in the weeks before her birth, a dream came to her that spoke of dark days and terror. It was a jumble of scenes in her head, and it ended with a vision of a woman strange coming to her. Almost all she knew was gone, but this woman was with child. It then faded to two soldiers tall and grim in battle, then blood and ice. The first soldier fell and the blood was his. The second did not fall, but he sank out of sight in a field of ice. Rían awoke in a chill, and the maidens tending her wrapped her on blankets and calmed her. Shaken, Rían slowed her breathing, Halvarís and Kallam came into her room in concern, and Rían looked deep into each of their eyes. She could not say what she saw as the knowledge of the visions quickly faded deep into her mind, but for some reason Rían knew that the line of Silvanís would endure while the line of Kallam would not.
     
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    (Comment by Gilrénna: This account was written by Rían, mother of Halvarís in Mithlond. She translated the accounting of Sían, wife of her son Halvarís, and mother of Halvarís II. She also wrote the accounts as told by the sons of Arvedui at this time)

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    It was the early days of winter when the Witch-king of Angmar came forth from Carn Dûm to contend with King Arvedui of Arthedain. The people of Arnor were never many, and the seeming endless skirmishes to the north and east had eaten away at them. The winter of 1974 of the Third Age of Middle Earth, hiding their advance behind a severe stornfront out of the north, the Witch-king attacked and routed Arthedain's beleaguered army of the Eastern Watch. They were able to hod out for a short time just north and east of the fortress city of Fornost, but King Arvedui could see that his resources were spent and only time would see the city beseiged.

    Though the army of the Eastern Watch was quickly decimated, many small bands of men fought bravely, slowing the armies of the witch-king and buying a day and a night of precious time for the city. This gave chance for mostof the inhabitants to flee to the west. The women and children of the soldiers and royalty. I fled with my sister Ráinna and my daughters in Queen Fíriel's party, taking little with us. The wounded soldiers and the remnents of the exhausted Eastern Watch came with us as our escort.

    Long did the battle for the city rage, but when the first breaches in the wall were made, King Arvedui and his men were forced to retreat. The regular army soldiers, commanded by Aranarth, the eldest son of the King, conducted a hurried, but orderly retreat south then west. The King and his Horse Guardsmen fought a tough rearguard so they could reach safety in the west. The younger sons of Arvedui rode about gathering all that were able to fight, and when the brothers were assured we had gotten well west of the battles, Aranarth left the youngest in command and they rode north and east in hopes to rejoin their father. in battle.

    But they would never again find him. Instead they met a marauding vanguard of Warg riders, and though they slew many and forcing them to retreat, they were not strong enough to pursue them. So they screened their advance, raiding their colomns when possible and feinting them away from the pursuit, this allowed the refugees to make their way west to the Elven lands of Mithlond. King Arvedui and his men, after days of exhausting battle, were forced well north and west to the Ered Luin. There they took refuge from the harsh winter weather the ancient dwarf caves there. With little provision or winter clothing, they nearly starved and froze to death.

    So it was that King Arvedui and his guard in their desperation sought help from an encampment of the Lossoth, the legendary Snowmen of Forochel Now Sorel was the eldest son of the Fohel, Chief of the Lossoth Foro Clan, and was the leader of the south camp. He would not offer any help, food or otherwise, to King Arvedui and his men, for they were uneasy with the foes of the Witch-king of Angmar and did not want to anger his cold breath.

    But as the King pleaded for help from the unrelenting Sorel, a woman, short and petite, with dark eyes as coal and long dark hair flowing out from her fur cloak, walked up to Sorel. For she was Sían his sister, second eldest of the Chief's kin. Her curiosity of King Arvedui and his men was stirred. As she looked at the King & his men, she saw one guardsman, Halvarís, who stood at the right end of the line. As she gazed into his bright blue eyes, she became frozen both in movement and in thought. And Halvarís too looked into her dark, glowing eyes and was smitten, forgetting for a time the sorrows of these dark times. As the tall young guardsman gazed into the beautiful dark eyes of Sían it seemed to the King and the other Guardsmen that a cloud was lifted from him even though he was starved and weary, and sick also with worry about the fate of his younger sisters and parents. For they were in the retreat from Fornost, and he knew not what had become of them. Kallam was not seen again after the skirmishes in the Twilight Hills, and Rían he only heard left with the Queen.

    But now the sight of one appearing so beautiful to him as Sían seemed to heal him at that moment in some way. But Sorel still would not help the King and his Guardsmen and demanded they leave their camp. Sían was shaken by her brother's loud voice and scolded him for having no mercy or pity on the tired, hungry men. She then agreed with King Arvedui to give them some fish they had caught through holes in the sea ice, and to send a messenger to summon their father, Chief Fohel.

    Sorel was angered mightily by his sister's boldness and ready willingness to accept the strangers, of her usurping his leadership at the camp, and especially of her eyeing the strange man so. He struck her hard with the back of his hand with such force that she fell backwards in the snow. Halvarís quickly drew his sword, and some of the other guards near him did likewise.

    But King Arvedui shouted to them,

    "Men, sheath your swords, for do we treat as enemies ones who would feed us?"

    As he said these words he stared coldly at Sorel, who, being terrified at the sight of the mighty blades of war, bowed in submission and moved away from the King & his men. Sían, recovering from the blow, was helped up gently by the hand of Halvarís, and long they stared into each other's eyes before she turned to the King and invited them to share their food.
     
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    The messenger came to the north camp and before long, Chief Fohel and his two younger sons, Sachel, and Syon, came to see the strange men who had appeared in the south camp. The Chief took council with the King, and agreed to help the King ere the cold arm of Angmar receded, but he would not let the King & his men stay in their encampment. Maybe it was partially out of fear of angering the Witch-King, and partially to appease his sons. Instead Chief Fohel called for his people that were skilled in building snow huts and sent extra fishermen out for more food.

    Soon, King Arvedui & his men were set in an encampment of their own along the shore of the Bay of Forochel, and a fire was kindled using flint they found in the old dwarf cave, and from clothing, driftwood and animal fat given to them by the Lossoth.

    Though the Chief forbade the King and his men from entering their camp, he did not forbid any of his people from mingling with the King's men in the King's camp. Chief Fohel allowed this for he desired to learn knowledge from the Dúnedain, and those of his people who were of a mind like Sían's did so freely, and learned much. In this, the Chief's council was divided between his three sons and his one daughter. Sorel wanted to abandon the King & his men saying,

    "Why do we feed these men, who have nothing we value? Surely they are the enemy of the Witch-King, and we only bring his anger down upon us by helping them."

    The other two sons agreed with him, with Syon speaking angrily,

    "They are trouble, already bringing colder winds from the north, for there is yet no sign of thaw or no sign of the strangers leaving.... for this we will suffer"


    But Sían, who was deemed wise by her people and favored by her father, spoke against her brothers,

    "Though this winter is long and the winds of the north cold, we go with plenty, as fishing and trapping has been good, and has it not been spoken from the days of our forefathers that the kingdom of the south protected us much from the sickness of far off lands? We owe these people, for their existence alone has kept the wrath of the Witch-King from us, and for their sacrifice, we have given them nothing, yet they have always left us in peace."

    Then Sorel breaks in saying,

    "You, Sian would not be so eager to help them if you did not have eyes for the one."

    Before Sian could reply, the Chief speaks up,

    "Is this true? Sian, you keep this from me?"

    "Yes father."


    she whispered,

    "I did not want to raise the anger Sorel has for the King & his men in you, so I spoke not."

    With this, the chief holds his head in his hands and says,

    "I must think, please leave me all"

    As February waned and March came, Chief Fohel would sit up on a small hill, watching his daughter and the tall stranger together in the King's camp. Soon, the Chief himself came to the King's camp, and at length would counsel with the King on various matters, but mainly about the love shown between Halvarís and Sían. It was during one of these meetings that Halvarís asked for Sían's hand in marriage, though they only met a little over a fortnight before. Her heart rejoiced in this, and he was glad and unburdened.

    Long they sat together that day, and the sun broke through the clouds of snow and fog. The brightness of the sun on the snow outside the King's snow hut aroused both the King and the Chief, as the sun has not been seen by either of them since before the attack of the Witch-king. They emerged from the hut, flurries of snow were still being blown in the breeze, and wisps of fog lingered, but where Halvarís and Sian sat, the sun shone bright.

    As the sunbeam widened around them a cheer started rising from the around the camp from mainly the Lossoth that were there, but soon the King's men joined in.

    "Hail Halvarís and Sían! For their love broke the grip of the Witch-King!"

    And there was much joy as the sun chased away the remnants of cloud and falling snow. The sun's warmth felt good and the gathered ice began to melt, and there was much happiness among all peoples there. However, watching from the small hill was Sorel and his brother Syon, and they were angered at what they saw, and they went back to the main camp of the Lossoth and told lies and stirred trouble among the people who would not go to the Kings camp. For most of those who liked King Arvedui and his men were in the King's camp on that day, and there was few there who would speak against the brothers. The sun also failed to break through the fog over the camp of the Lossoth for the dark hearts of the brothers held sway. In this way the smoldering dissention among the Lossoth was kindled.

    Now the King and the Chief approached Halvarís and Sían where they sat, and they stood and bowed before the King and Chief. And Halvarís asked King Arvedui and Chief Fohel for permission to marry Sían. The Chief spoke first,

    "Sian, my daughter, has appeared as a spring flower in bloom, and her eyes are alight as burning coal. All time before this has not been so. Who am I to extinguish her flame by denial of this? Yet I see only darkness in their path ere too short"


    And King Arvedui also spoke,

    "It is not our doom to remain here, and ere the ice breaks in the sun in the days ahead. A ship of Cirdan awaits afar and has come to bear us back south to our kin. Will you Halvarís then wish to stay here?"

    "Nay Master."


    replied Halvarís,

    "For I am sworn to you, and I will not take leave of you in time of war, lest I be struck down in battle, or in time of peace lest you grant it."

    Turning to Sian, the King said to her,

    "You have removed a vast burden from Halvarís, for he has suffered much for a man of the Dúnedain whose years only now reach for 34. He now has the spirit of a young man again. But dark times lay still ahead, though I cannot see them clearly."

    For though King Arvedui had use of the Palantiri, much of their visions were murky and strange and could not be understood. It did tell him of the Elven ships that comes for them.

    "Hard will be the days and unknown the dangers, for now we stand in the warmth of the sun, surely the night will see the return of the cold."

    And the marriage between Halvarís and Sían took place that hour, and much burden and weariness were lifted from the people, and the day seemed longer, and the sun was loath to set, and its heat broke the ice on the bay.

    When night fell the cold fog blew in once again from the north, and the fire on the beach almost failed, but was kindled anew by the spirits of Halvarís and Sían as they lay together, and Sian conceived.

    The early morning light was gray with cloud, but the fog was gone, and a great ship was seen out on the bay. The King signaled the mariners by reflecting firelight from a shined shield, and King Arvedui and his men made ready to cross the sea ice to board. Last to leave was Halvarís, as he begged Sían to come with him. But the Chief felt a doom on the ship, and counseled the King to stay ere the season warms and days lengthen, for the Witch-kings breath was still strong. But King Arvedui did not heed his counsel. He instead thanked him for his kindness, and gave as bounty his ring, the Ring of Barahir. Sían wanted to go with Halvarís, but her fear for her father's vision and her heart told only spoke of death. Halvarís kissed Sían long and he begged again for her to come. But her fear of the great ship, her fathers prophesy, and her feeling of death she would not go. She instead begged him to stay with her, but he would not break his sworn duty to his King. For as glad it was the day before, the sorrow of the hearts of Halvarís and Sían weighed heavily on all there, Lossoth and Dúnedain.

    "I will come for you ere summer comes."

    Halvarís cried to Sían one last time to beg her to come with him as he boarded, but she would not. Sían wept and would smile no more. The ship was filled and all of the Dunedain were aboard. The Elven mariners made sail toward open waters while Halvarís stood and watched the shore until their distance became too great and watch fire ashore faded and he could see Sian no more.

    After a days sail, with the Elven captains carefully navigating the broken ice, the night of ill wind came from the north. As foretold by the counsel of Chief Fohel, the out of the north swirld in the bay, tearing sail and driving the ships towards the great islands of floating ice. Fog and snow filled the dark skies before they could break into open waters, and the ships perished with all aboard as it was tossed into the ice and broke up.

    Chief Fohel sensed this, and he gave the Ring of Barahir to Sian to keep ere the return of the Dúnedain. He hoped it would give her hope and lift the burden on her heart, but in her heart Sían knew she would see Halvarís not ever again.

    The grief of Sían was deep, and sickness took her in the days ahead. It began the night her father gave her the ring, and grew the next day when word from the fishermen brought news of the shipwreck. The broken ice, hard seas, and heavy snow and fog would not allow them to get close to help, and all aboard perished.

    As spring thaws came Sian spoke with the Clan's man of lore, and he spoke of much of days of grief ahead. Sian was with Halvarís's child, and her father two of her brothers had taken ill. Though the chief vowed to live to see his grandchild born, it was not to be. For his sons conspired to kill him and Sían, saying their acceptance of the Dúnedain led to their sickness. Upon his death, Sorel became chief of the Foro clan, and Sian, in fear of her and her child's life, fled south in hopes of finding Halvarís's kin.
     
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    Halasían Dunedain Ranger

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    The Last Days of Rían

    It was Rían herself who told of Silvanís in her waning days in Mithlond. She had held this secret for so many years. One secret among many she had. After the fall of Arthedain in 1974 she and her younger sister Ráinna had made their way to Mithlond with Rian's daughters under the watch from the sons of King Arvedui while the King and his Guardsmen delayed the armies of Angmar. As told elsewhere, The King and his army fell back to the north and west and were never heard from again.

    In 1975 when the army of Gondor arrived and the Witch-King was defeated, she learned that a woman with child was found at the fork of the River Lhun. This woman had journeyed from the far north and was starving and near death. Brought to Mithlond to recover, Rían asked that she and her baby be housed with her. She was a small woman with a dark complexion, not of the tall Dúnedain. But she worked hard to communicate, and Rían learned that her name was Sían, and she was from the clan of Lossoth that had given aid to King Arvedui the winter before.

    The days passed and Sían gained strength, and so too did her infant son. As the weeks passed, they were able to communicate better. Rían was saddened when it was learned what had happened to Cirdan's ship that had been sent for the King and his men. In time Rían found out that Sían knew of her son Halvarís. And so word came that her son lived and stayed with the King to the end in the icy waters of Forochel. Her husband Kallam never came to the far north, for he was slain in battle west of the Twilight Hills during the retreat. When Rían communicated to Sían that she was the mother of Halvarís, tears grew in her eyes. She hugged Rían, and motioned to her unborn baby and tried to tell of her marriage to Halvarís. It was then that Rían knew that the line of Silvanís would endure.....

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    Gilrenna's comments: Here is as far as I got in editing and cleaning up the story. I have some rough drafts of what takes place between the flight of Sian & this late epilogue. I'll post them as soon as I finish that. Hopefully it wont be years from now.
     
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    Your writing takes my breath away. So deftly you weave the tales one into the next. The gentle way you speak of Halvarís and Rían's meeting on Midsummer's Eve, so few words necessary to show the depth of their love and sorrow.

    I cannot wait to read more. Thank you for sharing this. You have an amazing gift! Never stop writing.

    Ci vilui...
     
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