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~Prologue: Genesis of the new rings~

It was Time, time that helped both the people of Middle-Earth, and Sauron himself, 3 years had passed since the throning of Aragorn, son of Arathorn ascended his Throne, however the dread could not let itself end there....

The remaining Orcs traveled across the sea, to the distant continent of Saraborn, where a new dark lord roamed, Caranisn (CA-RA-NINE), the Orcs went to the aid of his Orcs in a battle in the south country Rehogh (RAY-HOFE) and in the surprise aid, a new alliance was born, thus leading to the fall of Rehogh, and the birth of the Crimson Tower, Nanagorone. Only Nuor, son of Guor, Prince of Rehogh survived. And he fled to Graog (GRAH-OGG) where the Elves roamed, but when he arrived he did not speak his name until he consulted with Reldorr, king of Graog. Nuor was the clever boy in this matter, cloaking his name with the alias, Fraldine Undrose (FRAL-DEEN OON-DROSE). Meanwhile the Orcs, reminisced with Caranisn about Sauron and the ring, this brought attention to Caranisn and the creation of the rings was immanent, 8 rings were made and ensnared by the Specters of Saraborn, making them more deadly than the Nazgul
7 to the specters, and 1 ring to once again rule them all............

~Chapter One: Revolution, Part One~

Nuor soon fell in love with one of the elf-maids young and beautiful, but what Reldorr had told him was not what he expected, for she was princess. Sometimes the two would have secret picnics, or they would run out of the village and into the forest to play. Reldorr new all of this and it made him smile. In time they were wed and after their first child followed, they named him Nayor (since the name was similar, but Nuor could trust his wife so he told her his real name) and he grew to be strong, and wanted only to be an honorable knight, sometimes he would play imaginary knights and it made Nuor smile and think of his childhood.
Nayor grew to be strong and swift, all was hapy until the messenger of Reldor returned "WAR HAS BROKEN OUT," cried the messenger, and Nayor had to leave, for he already had gone to the military academy and early he achieved the rank of Knight. Before he left he was stopped by his father, and was handed his first sword, it resembled a red crystal, but solid an unbreakable, do to the seal of the elvish writing on it "you will need it my son Nayor, you will," Nayor smiled and said "farewell father," and he road off to battle in the morning sun.