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The Union of Númenor began shortly after the coronation of Skelesam as 2nd Chieftan of Arnor, and Atanvarno 5th King of Gondor. Shortly after the Union began, the Shire under Thain_Vibiras also joined, adding further to the strength of the Union.

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The Council of Númenor was established quickly, consisting of Rangers, Gondorians and Halflings, and the full extent of its ruling Council is shrouded in mystery.

The aim of this Union is to unite the Dúnedain of the North and South to create an even larger force to work for the Good of Middle Earth, and defend it from those who would see the Free People harmed.


The ancient kingdom of Gondor was one of the two founding factions in the Union Of Númenor. Comprising the Dúnedain of the South, Gondor is constantly on alert for the Shadow in the East. They are led by DebtFreeLYFE, 8th King Of Gondor.


The other founding faction was Arnor, more commonly known as the Rangers of the North. The shattered kingdom of Arnor is made up of the Dúnedain of the North and have long watched over the lands of Eriador and remained vigilant against the hordes of Gundabad and Angmar. They are led by Nazdrul, the 4th Chieftain of Arnor.

The Shire

The Little Folk of the Shire, the Hobbits, are led by the 1st Thain of the Shire, Thain_Vibiras. The Shire was the 3rd faction to join the Union. Relations between the Shire and the Dúnedain have long been friendly so the Shire was quick to be welcomed in and became instrumental in Númenor's decisions.


Following the War Of Reconquest, Umbar surrendered and joined Númenor. The capital was being built by Kvesir and another city was being built by Thain_Vibiras. Following the expulsion of Kvesir and his Corsairs after they were found to be traitors Númenor has held it's claim on the land, and the Thain's city is now the capital of Umbar.

Builds of Númenor

Most, if not all, builds are WIP. Builds listed here are full cities or fortresses recognized and approved by the Council. Builds that have a pending application status are not listed here.

Builds In Arnor:

Fornost, Capital Of Arnor





Map 1

An old map of Numenor, with Gondor in yellow and Arnor in green. New conquests, loss of territory, and border changes are not included.


Lond Daer

Builds in Gondor

Osgilliath, Capital of Gondor

Minas Tirith (Neutral city)

Cair Andros

Henneth Annûn

Amon Anwar



Taure Tal

Minas Aglar

Builds in The Shire

Tuckborough, Home To Thain_Vibiras



The Union of Númenor, and her member-factions, currently hold an alliance with the High-Elven Kingdom.

The Laws Of Númenor

  • A man/woman of Númenor will defend his/her lands without hesitation.
  • He/She will suffer no Evil.
  • He/She will aid any Good player who needs it.
  • He/She will obey the Council and the Kings.
  • He/She will never aid Evil.
  • He/She will never try to deceive others.
  • He/She will act for the benefit of Númenor, not just himself.
  • He/She will act for the benefit of other good factions as well.
  • He/She will heed the call of any allied faction, with the permission of the Council.

Story about the founding of the Union

The man stood silently upon the hill, his face carved by wind and sun, standing as an ancient guardian stone watching the lands. His face was facing south, from where he saw a lonely rider passing the open plains. For a while, the man watched him growing and growing, as he drew near. When he was at the distance the man could see the white tree carved on his chestplate, the man sighed of relief as he thought the King of Gondor would not have reached his letter. For the rider now climbing up the hill, was King Atanvarno II, Fifth ruler of Gondor and his old friend and companion. He started walking down the hill, as Atanvarno dismounted from his horse and walked towards Skelesam, Chief of the Dúnedain. They greeted each other as old friends, not as leaders of two factions, and you could see from the look on their faces they had been through much together, and would do it all again to save each other. "Brother", Atanvarno said. "What troubles you so much that I have to ride North to speak with you? For I am glad to see you, but you look troubled, and I can clearly see that time has not spared you, as you look twice as old as I remember you". "Troubled I am, Atan. For my mind is filled with sadness and despair. Time indeed has not spared me, as since the dissapearance of our Chief, Combobob and I have had our hands full on bands of Goblins and Orcs pouring down from the Misties. Their numbers increase everyday, and I am afraid we cannot hold them if that day comes. Plague has felled many good men, and as strong and valiant as we are, even we can die." This news troubled Atanvarno, as the Dúnedain are kin, and every loss of them gave him the feeling the Line of Kings has truly failed. "This news does not bode well, old friend. I am sorry to hear this, and if there is anything I could do to help, you just say so." Atanvarno looked into the eyes of the man he had followed for so long, who had stood beside him for so long, facing countless dangers. A silence followed, and was broken a few moments later by Skelesam, who said: "Oh King of Gondor. I stand here humble, not as equal, but as a brother asking for help. I want to see Arnor prosper again as it did from Old. I want to see our banners on the high hill, as we fight against the endless hordes of enemies, be it Orc or Man. I want the old Realm of Númenor back, stretching from the North to Umbar in the South. I want my people to grow old in peace, in the cities of Fornost, Annúminas and Tharbad, knowing they live safe. I want many things, but what I mostly want, is to whipe away the Darkness from our lands. So let us do this together, or fail together". A long silence followed. "Let our swords shine bright in the sunlight, as we drive off the Orc armies of the Misties, the Uruk-Hai of Isengard and the foul Southrons! Let our drums bring fear into our enemies' hearts, as they know only death follows those sounds. Let our merchants trade with all Free Peoples, and our children to grow strong and proud, as the great Kings of Old! Let us unite under one banner, the banner of the Númenoreans, of Gondor and of Arnor! " And so the Union was followed, and once again their people stood proud and tall, facing the threats on the borders head on. They drove back the Goblin war bands and made the greenway road safe for traders. And they fought many battles, until the gates of Umbar.

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