I am the Bard of Minhiriath. More accurately, the Harper of Minhiriath. While I do play a wide variety of instruments, the harp is first and foremost.
I have been working on various pieces inspired by, influenced by, and informed by the works of J. R. R. Tolkien. I use the appendices, the books, and the Histories series, and all the others too.
I have chosen Minhiriath because in the 4th Age it is largely empty. A town or two there of very small size, ruins, encampments, those are about the size of it. At one time the land was covered in dense forests of fir and pine. In the 2nd Age the Men of Numenor came and built a base at Tharbad, where they built many ships. They logged the land intensely for the trees were tall and straight, good for masts.
When the Dark Lord's armies came against Eregion they assaulted Tharbad, Sarn Ford, Lond Daer Enedh. Lond Daer was founded by the Numenoreans as Vinyalondë, a great seaport. They also razed the countryside, burning and cutting until it was nearly a wasteland.
Here in the 4th Age I wander the lands, telling tales and aiding in the reclamation of these abused and all but abandoned lands. Minhiriath lies between the Greyflood in the South and the Brandywine in the North. The once-great road that ran from the South, through Tharbad, on to Sarn Ford, and beyond to Arnor marks a rather infirm Eastern border.
Here, in Emyn Vorn, within the remnants of the great forest, I live in a small cottage I call Nandarolondë. I am seldom there, as I spend most of my time roaming the lands, gathering and telling stories, singing the occasional song, teaching such histories as I may.
♪ Beneath the boughs of Emyn Vorn, lonely remnant of a forest shorn..♪
I shan't put any more here. Indeed, what little I have placed is likely too much, certainly so to certain friends. I shall leave it nonetheless.
The Bard of Minhiriath
Eledhwen Aldanildë