The lay of Dagor Nimaglor

An Account of Dagor Nimaglor, YT325 as recounted to Gorran Petrowec

As it has been written, an account of a battle is like an account of a dance. The dancer only has eyes and ears for his partner and hears only snatches of the words between others. This account came to Gorran from another singer at the Painted Courtesan and it centres on the acts of the paladin Caragruin and the foul liche Hring. Much is lost in translation from the Tylar original.

Eol and Tylar stood together
Facing evil Hring's demesne,
A dark gate in a high hill set.
The daylight then did fail and gates swung wide.
From the dark maw Hring came out,
Proceeded by a host on wakeful dead.
Knights, cavalry, archers, spears and billmen were,
In steady ranks arrayed.
Forth went the Eol knight,
Swift on their shining steeds and fell,
Crushing bones and trampling foes.
Heartening heroes and hardy Bors

Then foul Hring sent down
Clouds of noxious vapours,
That did cause to fall,
In fateful sleep one half of Caragruin's host.
And as the darkness grew upon
The field. The wakeful dead did slaughter all
Of those that helpless lay
Upon the mugyrr land.
Only mist sturdy Tylar men
Fighting on in darkness
Stayed the undead blows and
Saved Eol and Tylar both.

Forth rode the Eol knights
Splendid in war array,
Brothers three, of many
Hundred autumns kin.Towards the evil liche.
Then flames of hellish fire from it
Did issue and consume the spring of Eol pride.
And with a greater darkness fell upon that field
The hopes of many warriors then.
Only a miracle of providence divine
Could save them all from
Ruin and defeat
Before the dawn.

Then Caragruin with his
Eol sword strode
Forward on towards his foe
Disdaining blasts and frightful countenance.
Praying to the Sovereign might
Who sent down light in midst on Midnight hour
Shattering the grim host
Save for it's baleful master
Then Caragruin's blade did bite
Deep into spell wrought, animated flesh
And forced the evil one
Back into his lair

The chosen few of all
The victors then did choose
To follow into darkness and
Beneath the hill did seen to put to final end
The scourge of Prydain past.
Khazad and Eol, Mage and Paladin.
Those of strong will and noble
Spirit did then go
Into the dark and airless ways
But in the dreadful depths
Hring did escape and left
His treasure for the heroes weal.