Sador's Beginnings
The woods and my work in it is what I always yearn for. War kept me from it for long, but as I grew tired of it, I returned to these woods where I belong, honing my craft. I grew deeply entrenched in woodworking once more. I’d picked it up in my youth, but was swept away by The Dagor Bragollach (Battle of Sudden Flame.) My arrival to the battlefield was too late, as I was only able to bring back the body of my lord Hador. From then on I became a soldier for quite some time, though nothing remarkable came from it, until Hurin took the reins. Following this, I grew weary of war and was finally done with it. As I returned to my craft, tragedy had struck. I admit with great shame that I had mishandled my axe and severed my own right foot. The pain was great and the difficulties were plenty, but I learned to live with it as I attached a crutch onto the stump. In the years following I served under Hurin, repairing the minor things of many homes. The job was unimportant mostly, but it w...