The Adamminen Longsword
- 6 days ago
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This beautiful high fantasy longsword features the familiar shapes of Aragorn's Anduril, as portrayed in the Peter Jackson Lord of the Rings films. However, our client chose to take this iconic sword in its own direction, with the shapes simplified to augment safe fencing, and hand-engraved details making reference to the original Lord of the Rings texts.
Designed for the study of Italian fencing such as Fiore's and Vadi's treatises, the sword has a light, eager feel to the blade, whilst maintaining the presence and dominance of a war sword. The pommel offers a comfortable grip and swift changes between guards, while the wide quillons protect the hands well at the correct angles.
The sword is named for a line in The Riddle of Strider. The line in Sindarin states, "Adamminen i vagol vreithannen", or in English, "Renewed shall be blade that was broken". "Adamminen" means "renewed" or "remade", referencing both the story of Narsil and Anduril, and this sword as a reimagined version of a fantasy classic.
Please see our pricing structure for an idea of what a similar sword would cost.
∴ Specs ∴
Total length: 130cm
Blade length: 96.5cm from cross
Blade width at widest: 4cm
Grip length: 27.5cm
Grip and pommel: 33cm
Quillon span: 27cm
Weight: 1650g
Point of Balance: 9.5cm from cross
Ambidextrous
Blunt edges & rounded tip
Fencing safe flex
∴ Notes ∴
The hand-forged and heat-treated crossguard and pommel are polished to a satin finish. The crossguard is formed of straight, faded octagonal section quillons which taper to semicircular terminals. The terminals are hand-engraved with crescent moons, and the pronounced ecusson with a sunset. The latter symbol is echoed on the flat-section mushroom-shaped pommel.
The oak grip is wrapped first in linen thread, and then in deep red leather with spiral tooling to its length. The blade features a broad central fuller, with the text "Nányë Andúril" engraved on one side, and "i né Narsil" on the other.
∴ Gallery ∴
∴ A Fragmented Future ∴
The Great Forge is a place of light and darkness. Of Nature and the unnatural. Tucked into a crag beside a rushing waterfall, it benefits from the turning of a great water wheel, which drives wheels and hammers alike. In its great vaulted ceilings, shadows and flickering forge light play at once, and the dust of each day’s work settles upon racks of gleaming tools.
It is into this space that your apprentice steps, reverently, cautiously, knowing the thing he carries in his arms. The other smiths stop their work to watch. The grinding wheels creak to a stop, and a strange silence subsumes the space.
The apprentice places the bundle on the anvil in front of you, and with a sharp breath, you pull back the woven covering. You cannot help but sigh at the splintered shards within, and you hear the sound echoed by the elves around you, playing around the vaulted ceiling, and returning to you as the singular sigh of a people.
The broken blade carries too much of your story to bear. Yet too much to look away from. In their silvery steel is the final battle between Elendil and Sauron. In them, too, is Isildur’s moment of weakness. The hope and the harrowing. The rise and the fall.
Narsil, the sword was called then. The red fire and the white. The sun and the moon, enemies of darkness both. The flame has been all but extinguished from the shining shards. But all that is about to change.
With a gesture you send the apprentice to his bellows, and slide your tongs from the rack.
