The Annals of Dun Oromir - Table I

These are the Annals of the House of Mireh son of Clan, which was founded and prospered in the cleft of Oromir, when the wandering Dwenir journeyed toward the southern realms.

Clan, called the Silver Axe, was a mighty warrior and vanquisher of foes beyond numbering. He was born among the first of the Dwenir, and his face yet shone with the light of the old world. Great was the love many bore him, and great also the fear he inspired in his enemies.

When the old world was filled with floodwaters, Clan came with his sons and the warriors of his House to the high lands of the north. There he labored long in war against the giants — he and his seven sons together. They drove the giants from their holds and brought peace to the clearings first won by the Treants. Few survived those campaigns, yet among those who did, Clan was esteemed above all, and he earned for himself the name Geddin.

In time he set aside his axe and turned his mind toward the building of a great hall, and of a tomb to share with his sons.

Now from of old, the spouse of Clan had been Mya, but he believed her lost in the flood of the first world. Clangeddin put her from his thoughts lest sorrow consume him. Yet a traveler from afar came bearing coigns from a place called Dynkyr, and Clan marveled at their making. When he was told that they had been minted by a Regna of the Dwenir, hope stirred again within him.

He dared to believe that Mya might be among those exiles who had survived the deluge.

So he left unfinished his hall and tomb, and took up his axe once more. At the head of his seven sons and what banners yet remained to him, he journeyed westward. The road was long and not without peril. Long they traveled, and in their passing made enmity with more than a few.

Along that road, Mith and Fesig founded Dun Usega and Dun Balnolmor. Mireh, third son of Clan, remained beside his father until the journey southward grew long and grievous. Mireh longed to dwell among his own children and to follow his father’s relentless quest no further. When he beheld the plateau of Oromir and saw that it stood high against the giants and was rich with game and water, he entreated his father to abandon the road that consumed him.

But Clangeddin kissed his brow and blessed him. Taking the sons who yet remained steadfast in the quest, he turned again toward the south.

Thus the House of Mireh built its Dun.

Mireh was Regn of Oromir and ruled his House with strength and prudence. He beat back the giants who pursued in the wake of his father’s wars, for the enmity of the giants is not quickly forgotten, nor is their devotion to their god lightly set aside.

In the eighth year of Oromir, word came that Clangeddin’s wandering was ended, and that the realm he long sought had been found. Great was the rejoicing in Oromir at that news, and trade and kinship were renewed among the Houses of our people.