FIRST AGE

Carved into the banks of the River Narog, a magnificent underground fortress-city stood as the greatest hidden realm of the First Age. Founded by the wise Finrod Felagund, this mighty stronghold housed thousands of Noldorin Elves, witnessed the tragic tale of Túrin Turambar, and safeguarded powerful secrets beneath its countless halls. Yet despite its concealed bridges and impenetrable gates, neither the power of its Elven-king nor the valor of its warriors could prevent its ultimate destruction when the great dragon Glaurung brought fire and ruin to its depths.

Seven princes stood in the torchlight of Tirion, their swords raised to the stars, as they bound themselves to an unbreakable vow that would shake the foundations of Arda itself. In their quest to reclaim the stolen Silmarils, these sons of the greatest of the Noldor pronounced words that would lead to kinslaying, warfare against Morgoth, and a doom that would echo through the ages of Middle-earth. This single act of pride and vengeance would forever alter the fate of Elves, Men, and the very course of the First Age.

In the darkest hour of the Blessed Realm, pride and vengeance drove the mighty Noldor to abandon paradise. Led by the fiery spirit of Fëanor, these skilled Elven-smiths and warriors defied the Valar, swore terrible oaths, and embarked on a tragic exodus across the grinding ice of Helcaraxë. Their fateful decision would forever change the fate of Beleriand and mark the beginning of the greatest tales of the First Age.

A thunder of war and the Valar's might smashed the lands of Beleriand: fire, flood, and earthquake tore coasts and mountains apart. The homes of the Noldor and Sindar, the halls of Gondolin, Nargothrond, and Doriath, and the strongholds of Men and Dwarves buckled under Dagor Bragollach, the Nirnaeth, and the final War of Wrath against Morgoth. Seas rose, islands formed, and wide tracts of earth sank beneath the waves, forcing survivors to flee to Lindon, Eriador, and the Havens while songs, kingships, and languages were broken and remade. The tale shows how a single cataclysm ended the First Age and reshaped the map and future of Elves, Men, and all who remained.

Before the Ages of Middle-earth truly began, the Valar crafted celestial wonders from the last remnants of the Two Trees. From Telperion's silver flower came the gleaming Moon, while Laurelin's golden fruit became the radiant Sun. These luminous vessels, guided by Maiar spirits across the skies of Arda, marked the end of starlit darkness and heralded the awakening of Men in the East. Their creation forever transformed the face of Middle-earth, setting in motion the great tales of the First Age and beyond.

From the forges of the ancient Elven city of Gondolin emerged a legendary blade that would strike terror into the hearts of orcs for ages to come. This mighty sword, wielded by both Elven lords and Dwarf kings, glowed blue in the presence of its enemies and earned its fearsome reputation during the Fall of Gondolin. Later claimed by Thorin Oakenshield, the ancient weapon continued its legacy of orc-slaying through the Quest of Erebor, ultimately being laid to rest upon the breast of the great Dwarf king beneath the Lonely Mountain.

A chain of daring chases, bitter betrayals, and heartbreaking sacrifice runs through the First Age as Noldor lords, mortal heroes, and outcast oath-breakers pursue the stolen Silmarils across the ruined lands of Beleriand. From Fëanor's oath and the exile of his people to Morgoth's fortress of Angband, the hunt for the jewels sparks feuds among kings, sieges of Gondolin and Nargothrond, and desperate raids into Doriath. Valor and doom go hand in hand: Maedhros, Fingolfin, Beren and Lúthien, and many others meet glory and loss as the Silmarils shape love, betrayal, war, and the deep tragedy of the First Age.

A silver serpent-crowned heirloom, forged in the First Age of Middle-earth, passed down through generations of noble Men from the House of Bëor to the Dúnedain kings. This ancient token of friendship between the Elven-lord Finrod Felagund and the mortal hero Barahir became a sacred symbol of the undying alliance between the Firstborn and the Edain, eventually reaching the hands of Aragorn, heir of Isildur.

From trusted servant of the Valar to Middle-earth's most feared tyrant, this fallen Maia forged the One Ring, corrupted kingdoms, and nearly conquered all lands from his dark tower of Barad-dûr. Though defeated in the War of the Last Alliance and again in the Third Age, his malevolent influence persisted across millennia, making him the greatest threat to ever shadow the free peoples of Arda.

Across the frozen north of Middle-earth, Elves, Men, and Dwarves waged a patient, centuries-long war to contain Morgoth within the iron fortress of Angband. Noldor and Sindar watchers, joined by the Edain and scattered allies, held sieges, launched raids, and guarded the northern marches while secret cities like Gondolin and Nargothrond rose and fell. The struggle mixed siegecraft, endurance, and desperate heroism—feats and losses that shaped the First Age, echoed in lonely rides to the gates by heroes such as Fingolfin, and left a lasting mark on the history of the Eldar and the peoples of Middle-earth.

Before hobbits walked the Shire or rings of power were forged, ancient gods sang the world into being, immortal elves battled dark lords, and heroes challenged dragons beneath the first rising sun. These foundational myths of Middle-earth chronicle the epic struggles between good and evil, the rise and fall of legendary kingdoms, and the tragic tales of love, pride, and redemption that shaped an entire fictional universe.

Three legendary jewels crafted by Fëanor in Valinor captured the holy light of the Two Trees within their crystalline depths. These masterworks of craft and magic sparked wars between Elves and the first Dark Lord, led to terrible oaths, and ultimately shaped the destiny of Arda itself. From the depths of the sea to the vault of heaven, their story weaves through the greatest tales of the First Age.

Seven brothers bound by an unbreakable oath, princes of the Noldor who followed their father's burning quest for the Silmarils across Middle-earth. From the shores of Valinor to the bloody halls of Doriath, these mighty Elven warriors carved their names into history through valor and tragedy, leaving a legacy of both heroic deeds and terrible kinslayings in their wake.

A mortal man chosen by the sea-god Ulmo embarks on an epic quest through the dangerous lands of Beleriand. Guided by divine prophecy and armed with ancient wisdom, he must find a hidden Elven kingdom nestled among towering mountains. His journey will change the fate of Middle-earth forever, as he carries warnings of doom to a proud king and finds both love and destiny within gleaming walls of white stone.

Deep in the northern reaches of ancient Beleriand stood a once-verdant realm transformed into a place of shadow and terror. What began as Dorthonion's mighty forest became a twisted maze of horrors where Morgoth's dark power held sway. Here, beneath eternal shadows where Sauron's sorcery lingered, fell creatures lurked among gnarled trees, and brave warriors feared to tread. This accursed woodland, where even starlight failed to pierce the gloom, became a symbol of the Enemy's corruption and a deadly obstacle for heroes of the First Age.

A trio of black, iron-heaped peaks rose like a crown of dread above Angband for most of the First Age of Middle-earth. Thangorodrim stood as Morgoth’s living symbol of power and terror, forged by his dark smiths and guarded by watchers, fires, and the engines of war. It cast a shadow over the Noldor and the Free Peoples through battles, sieges, and the ruinous flames of Dagor Bragollach, until Eärendil’s voyage and the coming of the Valar in the War of Wrath shattered those tyrannous heights and sent Angband and much of Beleriand to their doom.