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 was pleasant. What was more important was my meeting with the young Turin. The boy fetched me materials to spare me the labor of walking, along with trying to give me various gifts that he had nabbed from elsewhere. I’d always give him a bright smile but tell him to return them where they belonged. I told the boy many great and epic stories as I carved him miniature statues of men and beasts, but he always took a particular interest in the stories of my life. The boy grieved his sister when she passed, and I will say that I grieved for her just the same. I had developed such a closeness to this family. My feelings were mixed that a young boy such as himself would take great interest in a measly servant, but I admit, it did light a spark of hope in my eyes. That same spark of hope had begun to weather when Hurin went to war. I fear that Turin has begun to bear too much weight on his shoulders for just being a boy, and that this will darken his future. The only thing I can do is hope that his gentle and kind nature remains as he grows into a man. A great darkness is coming, but my hands will keep steady as I continue to work the wood, for that is all I can do.