New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Author's Prologue
Imagine an extensive realm being run by the fairest and brightest of its people, a realm that is beautiful and secure and prosperous. Now imagine that realm after being abandoned by its leader and how quickly his successors can run it into the ground.
Such is Tolkien’s Elvish kingdom of Nargothrond as described in The Silmarillion.
What? You didn’t think I was talking about something else, did you? Some other dominating kingdom full of safety and prosperity that is slowly sinking beneath the waves with all of the doom and irony of the Titanic?
As far as I know, such a realm exists only in fiction, in Nargothrond. Nargothrond was the largest of the Elvish kingdoms in First Age Beleriand, governed by Finrod Felagund, a wise and gentle King who kept his treasured kingdom hidden in a series of beautifully wrought caverns beneath the earth. Unfortunately for Finrod, he took the low road of so many of his kin. He swore an Oath.
When it came time to make payments on his Oath, Finrod left the kingdom in the hands of his brother and successor Orodreth. Unfortunately, Orodreth is not the brightest of Elves. And waiting in the wings were his cousins Celegorm and Curufin, aching for a kingdom of their own. Unfortunately, Celegorm and Curufin are not the least treacherous of Elves, and we end up with a power struggle almost inane enough to belong in a session of Congress. So what happens when you have one dumb brother with über family connections, a couple of treacherous revolutionaries, and a sensible son with the personality of a block of wood?
Why, Nargothrond happens.
What did you think I was talking about?