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Four hundred and fifty-five years have passed since Fingolfin led the greater
host of the Noldor across the grinding ice ere the rising of the moon.  In
that time, due to Fingon's heroic rescue of Maedhros, the two feuding
Houses of the Line of Finwe have reconciled and stand allied against the
threat in the North.  For, though only Feanor and his sons took the Oath to
pursue anyone who should hold or keep a Silmaril, Fingolfin, prior to their
rash words, hastily swore his own oath as a gesture of goodwill that he would
follow Feanor wherever he should lead.  Thus, he and his House were ensnared
in the Doom of Mandos and the power of Feanor's Oath.  Upon their return to
Middle-earth, the Noldor managed to encircle Morgoth in his Northern stronghold
of Angband.  Now, the Dagor Bragollach is at hand.  Flames have issued from
the pits of Angband, consuming many valiant warriors on the plains of
Ard-Galen and leaving the once rich land a charred wasteland.  Following these
Hell-wrought flames are the vast armies of Morgoth, vast beyond the imaginings
of the Eldar.  Great deeds of story and song lie ahead.  Will the Eldar,
Edain, and Naugrim be able to endure this onslaught and preserve hope for a
victory in the future?  If the Free Peoples of Beleriand can endure and
maintain a semblence of strength until the Union of Maedhros is formed in 473,
hope may yet remain.  Great and terrible days are to follow.  The Battle of
Sudden Flame and the utter ruin of Beleriand draws nigh. . .

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