Daenaro of Nargothrond, sindarinised as Darnur. He was born and raised in the hidden realm of Nargothrond when king Finrod was still ruling the kingdom wisely. after the expelling of the usurping sons of feanor, daenaro refused to follow his lord curufin and decided to stay with Celebrimbor in nargothrond. He has a burning hatred towards Turin together with all his race and blames his efforts for the ruination of his homeland. As a conservative defender of his time, he valued Lord Gwindor above all and respected him, unto the latest days of Nargothrond, he had been fighting in an abroad the kingdom. But in the end alas, he was captured and chained alongside the fellow Nargothrondrim. How he made his way out of the slave train after Glaurung the worm sacked the city however remains as a mystery. He fled and slew as many orcs as he could handle. Anger was so consumed him that Orcs would probably remember the Ghash-i Golugu (fiery noldo) and his blade long after Daenaro departed the scene. In that moment of fortune, Daenaro managed to free young Daelith from the slave train, whom Darnur will later adopt him as his son. His only motivation after the sack of Nargothrond, was to find his daughter and his wife, if they were still alive. However they could not enter back to the realm. Daelith and him sought the area and observed the captive trains and tracked many down to no avail. And in the end he only found his daughter's mutilated remains. He buried his daughter accordingly as possible. Then in the wilderness, aimless and devastated with the grief, by the river Narog, he swore an oath, never to trust to the race of men again, either good or evil. And thus he has chosen the path of the Avenger in his blindness and grief, and whilst being unaware, the dark seed of Morgoth blossomed in his soul. His hatred towards men raged. He was in the Isle of Balar till the Host of the Light cleared the realm of Beleriand. The battle was then seemed over. Black foe of the world was in chains at a great expense. Thousands died and endles grief they have suffered. Then in the shores of Balar, he looked westwards. He could return to the undying lands with the fellow pardoned Noldor and all could be over. He could at least become nearer to his beloved daughter's soul there. Then he looked eastwards. Daelith was there with sword at hand. He turned to Darnur and said, smiling : ''Whatever death you might find over the east Daenaro, it won't be worse than sitting idle in the undying lands. Come! Not all lands are broken! Not all eldar are retreating to the uttermost west! Come Daenaro, flame of the Noldor. Our fight is not yet over!" Then he followed him, and no longer sought the west. In the next age, having perceived the wrath and destiny this elf bore, smiths of Eregion forged him a new blade with a grim name : Dagnir Apanona, bane of men and he felt neither pity nor remorse about the name. Enemies of the elves, either men or not were cleaved with that blade afterwards.