#Atanalcar

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

"But to Elros, who chose to be a king of Men, still a great span of years was allotted, many times that of the Men of Middle-earth; and all his line, the kings and lords of the royal house, had long life even according to the measure of the Númenóreans. But Elros lived five hundred years, and ruled the Númenóreans four hundred years and ten." - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, "Akallabêth"

@halfelvenweek day 3 ⇢ heritage + númenoreans || THE LINE OF ELROS

[ID: four graphics in shades of brown and desaturated dark blue.

1: A large image of Cherokee Jack framed by a brown rectangle covers the left side of the graphic. He is an aniyunwiya model with light brown skin and long, straight, dark brown hair. He is shown in profile, facing left and looking slightly down. The right side of the graphic shows a diamond-shaped image of ocean surf and rocks, divided into four sections and framed in brown. Below that, white serif text reads "Elros, later called Tar-Minyatur, was the first and founding king of Númenor. Born of Elwing of the line of Lúthien and Eärendil the Blessed, he chose to be numbered among the Edain and led his people to the hallowed island of Elenna. Elros was long-lived, as were all of his House, and he ruled for many years in great splendour and wisdom. He was exceedingly devoted to his spouse Saelhenien and their children, as well as to his brother Elrond."

2: Same format as Image 1, but the sides are switched. The large image shows indian model Shonali Singh. She has brown skin and black hair tied back in a bun, and is looking to the side. The small image shows birds flying over the ocean, and the text below it reads "Saelhenien, a descendant of Bëor, was gentle and wise, though firm of will. As queen of Númenor, she took the name Tar-Maiwendë, but though Saelhenien occupied her role with grace, she knew herself to be at heart a man. Elros her husband encouraged Saelhenien to live as his true self, but Saelhenien feared civil unrest, and remained Tar-Maiwendë for the sake of practicality. To honor this sacrifice, Elros gave his spouse a new name in secret: Meldaro, he who is beloved."

3: The whole graphic is framed in brown, and contains two smaller rectangular images each with their own frame. The image on the right side shows Reef Titcomb, a young man with brown skin and dark curly hair, facing to the side with his eyes closed and head lifted. White text below the image reads "Vardamir Nólimon was the eldest child of Elros and Saelhenien, and first heir to the throne of Númenor. He preferred scholarship to politics, however, and largely deferred to his sister Tindómiel in matters of state." The second image shows Logan Alcosiba, a native hawaiian/filipino/mixed european model with freckled brown skin and straight dark hair. She is looking at the viewer intently, turned slightly to one side. Text below the image reads "While still young Tindómiel declared her affinity as a woman, to the great joy of her parents, especially Saelhenien. She proved an adept and clever diplomat, and helped to construct the earliest Númenorean courts of law." Between the two pictures is a small drawing of a white crown.

4: Same format as Image 3, but this time the first image shows Josh Armstrong, a young man with brown skin and dark brown curly hair tied back in a bun. He is wearing a white shirt and looking at the viewer with a thoughtful expression. Text below the image reads "Manwendil inherited Elros’s curiosity and Saelhenien’s gentle spirit. He was greatly pious and while still a youth dedicated himself to the service of Manwë; it was said that he learned to speak with birds, even as the Lord of Air." The second picture shows Mase Somanlall, a guyanese/canadian model with brown skin and wavy dark hair. He is leaning back with his arms folded behind his head, looking up at the viewer. Text reads "Atanalcar was the youngest child of Elros and Saelhenien, greatly beloved by his family and his people alike He was charming and had exceeding skill in the sporting arts, though he was most known as a runner and javelin-thrower." //End ID]

[anghraine]

Switching fandoms for today's poll because I feel like it: in Nature of Middle-earth, Tolkien drops the absolute bombshell (for me!!) that Elros's children did get to choose between mortality and immortality, just like Elrond's. Elros's firstborn definitely chose mortality (he died of old age at over 400 years old), but we have no death dates for any of his other children.

If you were going to headcanon that one of Elros's three younger children did choose immortality (and is either keeping a low profile or in Valinor by the Third Age), which child of Elros would it be?

If you want to headcanon that more than one of them chose to be counted among Elves, pick the one you care about the most and tell me who the other one is. If you still don't headcanon that any of them chose immortality, this poll is not for you!

[leavespics]

Family of Elros 👑

[dfwbwfbbwfbwf]

Warriors - House of Eärendil

Eärendil - Tiderunner/Hope that Comes With Light (Hope)

Elwing - Wingbird(star)

Elrond Pereðel - Glenspring (unofficially Glenstar, but he gets uncomfortable hearing it)

Celebrían - Silverbreeze

Elladan - Houndheart

Elrohir - Thorntooth

Arwen - Eveningshine

Aragorn - Branchfoot(star)

Elros Tar-Minyatur - Seastorm(star)

Batu Lirissë - Flamestorm

Vardamir - Ravennose(star)

Tindómiel - Morningshine

Manwendil - Quickrunner

Atanalcar - Shiningblaze

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Yes, I have Eärendil a Tribe name. He's a good lad, and he deserves a second, unique name. :3

@vanicalie Here ya go!

[feanoryen]

Does anyone else think Elros’s kids have way prettier names than Elrond’s?

Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen aren’t ugly names but compare them to…

✨Vardamir💫

💖Tindomiel✨

✨Manwendil🌟

🤩Atanalcar✨

[searchingforserendipity25]

Hold His Own | on ao3.

Elros and his family, for @nolofinweanweek.

Elros left his children the tools and the means to commit all the mistakes of his forefathers, and new ones besides; and he was not sorry for it in the slightest. (All of them come to him in the dark once at least, crying and seasick, wanting to be held and sang to quietness. There was a wave, little Vardamir said it first; and his children after him, too, weeping and afraid as he had vowed they never would be. A wave, and it was angry, and it came for everything).

In his old age, Tar-Minyatur looked little older than his grandson's children. Silver was in his hair, and the silver of his eyes a little dulled; but his mind was sharp still, and eager. He walked the quays every day, and bent his back on harvesting seasons. 

Only his son's growing weakness kept him from venturing out on the fishing vessels that scoured Ulmo's realm for fat tunas and rich whales - and all his children and their children were raised more on tales of the first eventful seal-hunting expeditions up and down the shores of Númenor than on tales of Beleriand.

 Sirion, Doriath, Gondolin and Hithlum - those came later, when they learned their letters and their histories. His brother, in love with lore and the keeping of lore, would argue against it, and no doubt rear his children in the wisdom of Melian's line and the solemnity of eternal memory.

Elros was mortal. He raised his people to love themselves first of all, their cities and language and ways. They sang new songs every season, composed new and useless rhythms with dizzying speed - and the king of Elenna, who had grown among enemies, and made war on Melkor, delighted above all things in this speedy work, the restless pettiness of every day's effort.

The work of one's hands was rarely more beautiful than when it was raised up to protect against wind, hail and spray - than when towers were raised on strong foundations, and around them cities raised on beautiful lines.

He wrote his deeds and thoughts in treatises and decrees, the lore made to be read by lore masters in centuries to come. It was important to keep the past alive, and prepare for the future, study portents and ignore not foresight - Yet not, Elros wrote in the letters he tossed at the waves, Mithlond-bound, at the expense of this year's seaweed nurseries.

Vardamir was hungry enough to learn, and Tindómiel cared mostly for the business of the ships and the studies of the stars - Atanalcar went pearl-diving most of the summer, every summer of his life, and Manwendil liked riding best of all, and was a friend to the sea-birds that brought him small tokens of sea-glass and feathers.

Elros left his children the tools and the means to commit all the mistakes of his forefathers, and new ones besides; and he was not sorry for it in the slightest. 

(All of them come to him in the dark once at least, crying and seasick, wanting to be held and sang to quietness. There was a wave, little Vardamir said it first; and his children after him, too, weeping and afraid as he had vowed they never would be. A wave, and it was angry, and it came for everything).

He soothes them all. Lullabies, half-forgotten and half-improvised, sweet with Menegroth's lilting rhymes; a few tries at the harp, and their little heads rested trustingly on his shoulder, asleep without fear again.

Dreams were only dreams, in the morning. None of them saw bloodshed before their coming of age; none of them would shed blood unjustly, for greed.

Tar-Minyatur knew this, because they were his children. He knew also that their children were like to have children themselves, and for all the friendship of the sea, an island was only so large and plentiful as the number of its people allowed them to be.

The gulls brought gifts to him, too. Perhaps they would do so to his descendants, too, five or ten births down the line, if not twenty. Did birds lose the keenness of their memory, as old men did?

The king's windows were always open, to the fresh star-lit light of the evening, when the weather allowed. In his last years, his bones turned into tyrants even on warm nights, but Tar-Minyatur found time to evade his minders, to bring out his bowl of seaweed and dumplings to the parapets of his towers and speak to Gil-Estel all the same.

All the old people of the island did, when they were soon to die. That last bearing of witness, some of the Edain held, was what stars were for, and this one most of all.

They may choose to tear them down in time, and build them anew, wrote Tar-Minyatur, silver-haired and trembling with the cold of an open window, young still in a way his brother would never be again.

He had taken to reading old philosophical texts with his son's grandchildren, now that they were old enough to be interested in these things, to know death and be a little angry at it, and petulant about the old king's way of teasing them. They went off to complain to Vardamir, who explained everything a little better, a little more sensibly.

No one had called him Elros in many years. All the same, the king wrote: Let them be as they would! That will be their choice! But they shall choose, and choose to look onwards, not back into the unalterable past. The best gift I can give them is to give them some stone and soil to stand upon, and the will to go onwards as they would, with the years they have to live.

 Tar-Minyatur raised his children to know this. Great and terrible things came of that, and he foresaw many, if not most; but then, one must think of this day's effort most of all. The future would come, as certain as the tides and the summer storms. It was enough to leave behind strong foundations, and something of estel to pass onwards. All wise old men in Elenna knew this, and held it to be true.

[an-eldritch-peredhel]

Anyway I love you Beren and Luthien and Daeron I love you Dior and Nimloth and Elured and Elurin I love you Elwing and Earendil I love you Elrond and Elros and Vardamir and Tindomiel and Manwendil and Atanalcar and Elladan and Elrohir and Arwen I love you line of Luthien I love you peredhil and spouses and friends <3

[fuckingfinwions]

Elrond and Elros were lovers, and that's the founding of Numenor's royal family.

Elrond brings this up casually with Celebrian a couple years after they marry and is surprised she's so upset. She already knew that he'd had others lovers but promised he wasn't married and he was over all of them, what's the big deal?

Elrond and Elros were everything to each other. They had to be, with their family gone, their captors who raised them gone, their home city sacked, their childhood prison abandoned, the land they grew up in crumbling into the sea. They loved each other in every way, and relied on each other utterly.

But they knew it couldn't last. Elros wanted to venture beyond the very bounds of the world, while Elrond wished to learn everything he could about Arda no matter how many ages it took. Elros chose the fate of Men, and Elrond the fate of Elves, and in a few decades or centuries they would be sundered forever. Indeed they would be parted even sooner, as Elros was now a king of Men, and would leave to the Isle of the Gift to found his kingdom once things were prepared.

Elrond wasn't going to let him go alone though. Sure, Elros would have soldiers and servants and subjects, but no family. (Elrond at least would have cousins, Celebrimbor and Galadriel and Gil-Galad and Celeborn, even if no closer kin.) Elros needed someone who loved him unconditionally, who was devoted to him entirely, who understood the burden of royalty.

Elrond bore their first son. He named the boy Vardamir, as perhaps there were enough El- names in the family for now, but it was still good to honor the stars and their lady.

Elros took the next turn being pregnant, letting Elrond smooth ruffled feathers at Gil-Galad's court. They told no one, of course, who had gotten Elrond with child, as no one would ever understand. But the pregnancy and birth had been hard to disguise, and so too it was strange to all that the babe would be raised by his "uncle". Elrond explained that the child seemed like a Man, and so would have greater joy in a Mannish kingdom, and none but Elros knew enough to contradict him.

Tindomiel had just begun the flower of her maidenhood when Elrond bore the twins' third child. He spun the same tale about a mortal lover who didn't wish to be named, and a certainty that the child was mortal. No one quite knew how Peredhel inherited, including Elrond and Elros, but having a Man as another parent seemed plausible enough. And Elrond's repeated unwed pregnancies were scandalous and unconventional, but naming the boy Manwendil seemed appropriately pious. Elrond told his brother that he had no motherly foresight, only good wishes. But perhaps Manwendil and Vardamir would love each other as well as their namesakes; perhaps Elrond and Elros's love for each other would be reflected in their sons.

Vardamir was tall and strong with a full beard when he helped his king and father onto the ship that would take them to Numenor. Normally Elros was a capable sailor, but Vardamir worried for him, already halfway along in his pregnancy. It seemed fitting, for the King to be the first one to give birth in their new homeland, the youngest child of the royal family as the first native of Numenor. Truly, Atanalcar was evidence of the glory of Men.

[legendaryevokercupcake]

I just wanna remind y'all real quick that it is only the post-War of Wrath half elves who got to choose mortality/immortality. The only (known) half elves at this time were Earendil, who became a star and possibly a Maia immediately after, Elwing, who would rather abandon her children to die than die herself, and Elrond and Elros.

There was no precedent for the choice. Of course they didn't have time to think it through and consult one another, Elwing and Earendil were completely separate from their children, who were separate from one another.

This also means that no other Half Elf would get the choice. Dior, Elured, Elurin and the potential children of Haleth and Caranthir (you can't tell me they weren't a thing) all did not choose. The grandchildren of Elros did not choose. No one but those four, and later Arwen, Elladan and Elrohir, Vardamir, Nolimon, Manwendil, Atanalcar and Tindomiel got the choice, and we don't even know if the last five actually did or were simply counted as mortal because of their father.

[lanthanum12]

I gave it a go and I got 280!

Here is my list!

It took two pages haha! (I am now reminded as to why I don't write stuff out by hand as a Dysgraphic person XD (my wrist is so sore!)

[Image ID: List of names written in the purple pen. The names are: Maeglin, Finwe, Miriel, Indis, Feanor, Nerdanel, Mahtan, Findis, Faniel, Fingolfin, Anaire, Lalwende, Finarfin, Earwen, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amras, Amrod, Fingon, Turgon, Elenwe, Aredhel, Eol, Argon, Finrod, Amarie, Angrod, Eldalote, Aegnor, Galadriel, Celeborn, Celebrimbor, Idril, Tuor, Orodreth, Celebrian, Earendil, Gil-Galad, Finduilas, Elros, Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen, Eldarion, Vardamir, Tindomiel, Manwendil, Atanalcar, Amandil, Vardilme, Aulendil, Nolondil, Mairen, Erendis, Aldarion, Ancalime, Tar-Palantir, Tar-Miriel, Ar-Pharazon, Elendil, Ilsidur, Beruthiel, Fuinur, Lenwe, Denethor the elf, Mablung, Beleg, Daeron, Saeros, Elmo, Olwe, Thingol, Luthien, Dior, Nimloth, Elwing, Elured, Elurin, Ingwe, Ingwion, Elemire, Meleth, Edrahil, Nellas, Voronwe, Elmmakil, Gwindor, Legolas of Gondolin, Gelmir, Dulian of the Swallow, Galdor of the Tree, Glorfindel, Ecthelion, Salgant, Rog, Egalmoth, Penlod, Haldir the marchwarden, Oropher, thranduil, Legolas Greenleaf, Galion, Gildor Inglorion, Gimli the elf, Vaire of cottage Lost Play, Erestor, Lindir, Cirdan, Manwe, Varda, Aule, Yavanna, Irmo, Este, Nienna, Ulmo, Tulkas, Vana, Nessa, Orome, Namo, Vaire, Tinfang Warble, Makar, Maesse, Tom Bombadil, Goldberry, Fanuin, Langon, Kuruki, Salmar, Osse, Uinen, Saruman, Alatar, Pallando, Radagast, Gandalf, Melian, Arien, Tilion, Ilmare, Eonwe, Thuringwethil, Zigur, Gothmog the balrog, Fankil, Nimrodel, Mithrellas, Amrod, Eru, Mouth of Sauron, Azog, Bolg, Shagrat, Gorbag, Grima, Gothmog of Mordor, Khamul, Witch-king, Bill Ferny, Shelob, Ungoliant, Gollum, Ulfang, Uldor, Brodda, Freca, Wulf, Carcharoth, Draugluin, Scatha. Maeglin's, Nienna's, Goldberry's, Vaire's, Zigur's, Khamul's, Witch King's, and Gollum's names have hearts drawn near them. /end ID]

[Image ID: List of characters written in purple pen. The names are: Smaug, Glaurung, Anlcagon, Lotho Sackewille-Baggins, Otho SB, Lobelia SB, Belladonna Baggins, Bruno Bracegirdle, Lily, the other Lily, Diamound, Pippin, Merry, Frodo, Samwise, Hamfast, Frodo Gardner, Alfreda of Yale, Rosie, Farmer Cotton, Farmer Maggot, Odo Proudfoot, Bilbo Baggins, Anglachel/Gurthang, Elanor Gardner, Barliman Butterbur, Bard Bowman, Beorn, Grimbeorn, Eowyn, Eomer, Lothiriel, Elboron, Theoden, Theodwyn, theodred, Hazad Longbeam, Tal-Elmar, Boron, Beren, Gorlim, Beor, Haldad, Haleth, Hador, Andreth, Dorlas, Brandir, Bledis, Turin, Lalaith, Nienor, Morwen, Hurin, Huor, Mim, Ori, Dori, Nori, Thorin Oakensheild, kili, Fili, Dis, Boromir, Faramir, Denethor the steward, Finduilas of dol Amroth, Imarahil, Ioreth, Gimli the Dwarf, Glion, Grion, Telchar, Azaghal, Dain Ironfoot, Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, Durin I, Durin II, Durin III, Durin IV, Huan, Old Man Willow, Nahar, Asafola, Bill the Pony, Fang, Fatty Lumpkin, Annael, Sador, Aerin, Quickbeam, Treeberead, Rumil the loremaster, Pengoloth, Thorondor, Gwahir, Tevildo, Bregolas, Shadowfax, Morgoth, Helm, Rian. Lobelia's, Bill the Pony's, Angalchel/Gurthang's, and Brandir's, names all have hearts near them. /end ID] And yes Anglachel/Gurthang being a character is a hill I am willing to die on, I treat her as such and she has dialog which is more than I can say for many of these characters! It would be very sad if I had to leave out one of my top ten.

This took forever!! Thank you for reading!

Bonus internet points will be awarded to anyone who actually tries this exercise before voting.

Assume you need to get the spelling at least somewhat close, and if a character has multiple names, only one counts. Also, if a character doesn't have a canonical name, I'm sorry, but "that guy's wife" doesn't count.

For reference, if you can name the 9 members of the Fellowship, the eponymous Hobbit and his 13 dwarf buddies, 3 prominent women, and the guy who runs the Rivendell B&B, that's 27 characters right there. And you probably also know the name of a dragon.

For further reference, Tolkien Gateway has 637 (!!) pages dedicated to Third Age characters. (Don't click that link until you've voted, of course)

Edit: Your humble pollmaker gave this a try, and got as far as 73 before deciding she was too tired to keep trying to remember dwarf and Silm names. If you also want to share (and don't mind people being incredulous at your having forgot ____), pastebin allows you to paste text and share it for free. :)

[silmaspens]

Day 1- Elros and his family

I know it’s last minute but I just found out about @numenorweek!

[leavespics]

Gallery in numenor

[raointean]

I actually like Maglor, but I don't think he's Lindir. I think Lindir is actually Atanalcar, youngest son of Elros.

saw the “lindir is actually maglor” discourse on tiktok and my hair falling out about it

[iminye]

Children of Elros Tar-Minyatur

» Vardamir, Manwendil, Atanalcar and Tindomiel

[ibrithir-was-here]

Alrighty! Here’s the second part of the elf/human families! The ‘softer’ canon this time, where it’s not explicit in the actual books

First off is Elros and his (unfortunately unnamed) wife! (I’ve been calling her Emeldir) I know he’s technically mortal by the time he gets married but he was born an elf so I’m counting it.

Their kids are Vardamir, Tindomiel, Manwendil and Atanalcar!

Next up is the Numenorean Imrazor, founder of Dol Amroth (and ancestor of Boromir and Faramir on their mother’s side), and his elven wife Mithrellas, and their two children Galador and Gimlith

And of course finally we have Aegnor and Andreth , and I know they don’t have kids in the canon, but everyone else in this project, so i decided to add my fanon secret daughter of theirs, Hamanare (so they can have a little happiness together at least)

[raointean]

Half-elven week: Day 2 - Choice

Elros looked up at the knock on his door “Enter!”

Atanalcar slowly opened the door and sat in the chair before his father’s desk, not looking him in the eye. Elros narrowed his eyes suspiciously. His youngest son was shy and looked ever to please those in authority, so he could not imagine what he could be nervous about.

"What is it my son?"

Atanalcar took a deep breath and closed his eyes, steeling himself. He then straightened his posture and looked his father in the eye. "I have made my decision. I and my descendants will be counted amongst the elvenkin."

Elros nodded slowly. "I see. I must say that I did not expect this, but I am glad that, of all decisions in life, you have made this one for yourself."

Atanalcar looked at him, taken aback. "You are not angry with me?"

Elros smiled ruefully. "No, I am not angry, nor am I disappointed. In fact, I am quite proud that you had the strength of will to make the choice opposite of your siblings and I. Some things will be different now though. I trust you know this?"

Atanalcar nodded. "I know. My path is sundered from that of my family."

"Not all of you family. I remind you of your uncle. You were only very little when last he visited, but he is coming to visit again sometime next year. I think you should return with him."

Atanalcar looked at him fearfully. "Father? You would cast me out?"

Elros stood and walked around his desk to embrace his youngest. "No, believe me, it shall be my most painful parting. I would have you go because I know that we will not linger forever. Someday your mother, sister, brothers, and I will all be gone. But you will remain; you and your uncle. It will help you to be amongst others like yourself when we pass. You are grown now and I have no doubt that you will thrive wherever you go, be it here or on the mainland."

"Yes Father, you are right of course, but still I am afraid."

"And I think no less of you for it. As I have told you time and time again, 'The absence of fear is not bravery, it is foolishness'."

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"So, you are my nephew who chose to be of the elvenkin?"

Atanalcar nodded. His uncle was nothing like he had expected. He looked far younger and acted less serious than the stories implied. That was good.

Now his eyes twinkled with mirth. "You know, every elf worth their sword has more than one name."

"Is that so?"

"It is. I am just trying to think of what your second name ought to be..." He looked around Atanalcar's room until his eyes alighted on the lyre laid haphazardly by his bedside. Atanalcar had meant to pack it but, despite the fact that they left at dawn, he had not gotten around to it.

"You are a musician?" Atanalcar nodded eagerly. He hoped to pursue music for the rest of his very long life.

"I suppose I shall call you Lindir then. A fitting name for a young musician. Now come! Our last dinner within these halls awaits!"