Last defender of the king's escape, Ornendil stands before Osgiliath's Westbridge, savoring the sublime irony: he'll fall to foes who but lately whispered of him, "He loves Gondor too little."
'Tis a bitter jest, one he means to share with them. They'll not laugh, of course, and 'twill be a high price for a victory they'll not acknowledge, but he could pay no less. For such outlandish sons as he, 'tis the sword alone measures loyalty. His own runs red for Gondor, red as his own wounds, for it's as they say who so love this land:
Blood always tells.
1432, Third Age: Siege of Osgiliath; Kin-strife begins.
1437, Third Age: Osgiliath falls. Eldacar escapes. "[Castamir] caused Ornendil son of Eldacar, who was captured, to be put to death" (Appendix A, ROTK, 367).
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