Off the coast of the eastern lands of Middle-earth were several islands, each one supporting its own people and tribe. Like many realms of men at that time of the Second age, the islands were at battle with one another for land and power, though the dividing sea made raids difficult and less frequent than their captains intended. One of the lesser islands then was the quiet community of Waw, known as the Isle of Dogs by many, for the people of Waw used their hounds in battle, and many of their deities were in dog form. Dwar was born in Horm, the island?s chief village, to Wim ? the Dendra (or ?high ruler?) of his island in S.A 1949. When he was but 16 years of age, the fierce warriors known as the K?prur from the powerful island Hent landed on Waw, and after a bitter struggle burnt the villages to the ground, leaving many, including Dendra Wim, dead upon the battlefields. Though young, Dwar was intelligent and swift, and taking the last survivors escaped from the K?prur?s massacre and sailed from Waw on the three small boats they possessed.
After some time, they reached the mainland, and found that a man named Komûl had forged a great empire there, welcoming any to his cause. With little choice, Dwar and his people joined the empire, and set up a new tribe upon the shores, calling it Wõl, or ?ashes of vengeance? in their tongue. Recruiting several masters of battle, Dwar began to train his people into a mighty force intent on crushing the evil K?prur and their isle of Hent, and they became well accustomed with the arts of open battle and ambush. Though his people were now expertly attuned to war, Dwar felt more was needed to defeat the K?prur. He desired to gain the knowledge of magic, and sought out a teacher of these practitions. Embra Slil, an attuned spell weaver and the last apprentice of Jadashala, accepted Dwar?s apprenticeship, and spent two decades teaching him the skills and powers that he had learnt from his old master. When Embra believed Dwar had risen to his expectations, Embra Slil mysteriously vanished, leaving no trace of his sudden vanishing. Yet Dwar now believed he was ready to begin the invasion of Hent, and without much ado sailed with his forces from Wõl.
Traversing the deadly waves, the people of Wõl sailed to Hent, and in the dead of night landed on the isle. Catching the slumbering K?prur off guard and unawares, Dwar?s forces swept through the island, leaving a trail of bloodshed wherever they passed. The settlements burned with sorcerous fire cast by Dwar, and the few K?prur that could muster themselves were soon swept away by the soldiers of Wõl. As the last few villages were sought out, Dwar was approached by a shadowy robed figure, unarmed but carrying an air of menace with him. The figure said:
?So you are the mighty Dwar. Your old master Slil told me about you. I can sense your hatred, and desire for power within you ? it gives you strength. Give me the word, and I will give you mighty gifts to achieve lordship of all these islands, and perhaps more.?
Dwar, startled by the offer, gladly accepted, blind to the dark path he had taken. The figure simply smiled, and as mysteriously as he had come, disappeared into the gloom.
After his awe-inspiring victory over the K?prur, Dwar set up his palace upon Hent, and proclaimed himself as High Lord of the Isles. Many of the islands did not submit to his rule, but within a few years of his lordship a host of creatures named Orcs crossed the sea to Hent,
saying that their great master had sent them to help him achieve victory over the islands. And so, in the years that followed all islands that defied Dwar?s rule were overwhelmed by the might of his elite army and the hordes of orcs. Very soon, all islands east of the mainland were under his territory, including the isle of Címóníemor to the south ? which was populated by Elves. Though the Firstborn warned Dwar of allowing his power to consume himself, the arrogant lord did not heed their warnings. After some decades, the Elves continued to protest against Dwar, and turned to more hostile acts, such as sinking his ships that came too close to Címóníemor. Furious, Dwar amassed his navy and prepared to overrun the isle, but continuous storms prevented any kind of attack on Címóníemor, and it became apparent that an assault on the Elves was impossible, for it seemed that the sea itself protected the Firstborn. So, Dwar decided to let be the Elves for a time, and turned to ordering his fractious empire. The Elves? protest had inspired many islands to rise up, and the chaos of raids, plunder and war took over.
As Dwar?s empire crumbled, he himself grew old and wearied. Yet, the mysterious figure who had visited him at Hent returned, offering him a magical ring, the third of the nine mortal rings, saying that it would give him immortality and power incarnate. Dwar gladly accepted, and though he saved himself from death, he in turn, by receiving the ring, had delivered his soul. Yet now, with renewed power, Dwar one by one crushed the islands that still defied him. None were spared, for Dwar, or the ?Dog King? as his foes called him (after the isle of his origin), had no mercy left in him. Only Címóníemor was spared from his onslaught, for the storms that halted his fleets still raged about the isle. After Dwar?s empire was reforged, the will of the Dark Lord seethed through Dwar by means of the ring, and at his command left Hent for the mainland, and from there traveled to Mordor. After his passing, the Elves liberated the islands from Dwar?s followers, and soon his empire crumbled, leaving a relative peace upon his old lands.
In S.A 2250, Dwar came to Barad-dûr, where he found that the shadowy figure was indeed Sauron himself, and that he was eternally bound to the Dark Lord. In the years that followed, Dwar resided at Barad-dûr, where he slowly fell into the shadow-world forever. During the years before the Last Alliance, Dwar began to breed the beasts of Sauron, chief of his designs being a new breed of Wolf known to most ever after as the Warg. After the fall of the dark Lord at the hands of Isildur, Dwar passed into the shadows with the other Ringwraiths, but was called from his formless wander when he, Sauron and Khamûl passed into the east, where they began to forge the Easterling Empire. Yet, when they attempted to awaken several Balrogs from the Mountains of the East, the Blue Wizards cast them away. Though the Dark Lord and Khamûl went to Dol Guldur, Dwar returned to the eastern islands. Finding that the Elves? influence had spread through most of the isles, Dwar was furious. Using his ethereal powers, he raised the spirits of some of his long deceased servants from their slumber, which were named the X?prur thereafter. Finding his palace on Hent a ruin, he began to take control of one island at a time, slaying the lord and his family of each tribe, bringing the tribesmen under his sway. Once he had sufficient servants, Dwar?s palace was rebuilt, and he named it Zxapror, meaning ?fortress of the damned?.
In the next few years, Dwar regained his iron grip on the islands. He forced the island inhabitants to take oaths of fealty to him, and any who disobeyed had the X?prur dispatched against them. It was when Dwar completed the rebuilding of his empire that whilst stalking the
shores of Hent, a great maelstrom erupted in the waters beside him.
When the storm subsided, from the waves emerged a massive figure of supreme power: it was Ulmo the sea-god himself, staring down at Dwar with uncaring eyes, and with his booming voice said:
?Dwar son of Wim, you will leave these islands and never return! Too long have you poured Sauron?s taint upon them, and wrongly fought the Firstborn upon Címóníemor. Do as I command, or you will doom yourself forever!?
In that moment, where so many bold heroes would have quailed in absolute terror, Dwar stood firm. Drawing on all of his malice and courage, he stood defiant to Ulmo, and said to him:
?Begone, Sea Stalker! It matters not whether you are a god, no more would it matter if you were a peasant! Your foolish little Elves will be crushed, for I am Dwar! This is my empire! And here, I am the god!?
For a moment, Ulmo hesitated, seeing such an unexpected move from such a meager individual. For the while, he stayed his wrath, and in a short burst of a storm he was gone, leaving no trace of his coming. Now Dwar, surviving the might of Ulmo, felt invincible, and it was not long until he ordered the elimination of all Címóníemor?s inhabitants.
Though the storms about the Elven isle were still strong, Dwar sent ship after ship into the waters, the entirety of his fleet crossing the treacherous waves. After a long and wearisome crossing, under half of Dwar?s fleet survived the ordeal, though his remaining forces were still vast. With Dwar and the X?prur at their head, the men of the isles ravaged through Címóníemor, slaying every Elf in their path. With only a few elite warriors, the Firstborn could not stand Dwar?s onset, and soon every Elf upon that once blessed isle was slain, leaving Címóníemor stained with sin and blood. Seeing the extent of the Dog King?s evil, Ulmo called forth the wrath of the waters, and the sea rose up in a terrible storm. One by one, the isles of the east were buried by the sea, and such was the power of the waves that no ship could survive. Dwar risked destruction as his empire sunk around him, but from the south came riding Ûvatha, who sensed his peril, upon the back of the dragon Cytharox, which he and Indur had defeated and tamed deep in Harad. Rescuing Dwar from the drowning islands, they returned to Mordor, where Dwar lay for over three hundred years, in which time he was involved in the taking of Gondor?s towers watching over the Black Land.
Like the rest of the Nine, Dwar participated in the capture of Minas Ithil, and remained at the fallen city for several years. Though his empire was destroyed, he and Khamûl often made ventures into the Easterling Empire to further gain power and worship. Also, before the War of the Ring, Dwar went to Erebor, where he offered Sauron?s friendship to the Dwarves and the Men of Dale. He was refused, but
retaliated by claiming King Brand?s southern holds. After centuries of relative dormancy, Dwar was to accompany the other Nazgûl in their quest to recover the One Ring. In the assault upon Osgiliath that triggered the War of the Ring, he and the other six that dwelt at Minas Morgul crossed the Great River and met the two Nazgûl of Dol
Guldur. After hunting for Gollum and ?the Shire? along the Vales of Anduin, they received information from Wormtongue and soon found Eriador. Dwar went into a pair with Hoarmûrath, and after defeating the guard of Rangers, they passed into Bree-land, searching about the borders of the Shire for information. They passed through Bree itself upon different roads, and five days later he, Hoarmûrath and the Witch-King raided Crickhollow, where the Ringbearer was supposedly housed. Yet, they did not find him, though gained news of Gandalf passing through Bree. The Nine then gathered and pursued him to Weathertop, but were thwarted as he escaped into the wilds. Dwar also participated in attacking the Ringbearer?s company under Amon Sûl, and at the Ford of Bruinen followed the Witch-King into the waters, only to be swept away by the enchanted waters.
Returning formless to Minas Morgul, Dwar began to reforge his power for Sauron?s great war. For a time he commanded the watch upon the Morannon, yet as the forces of Mordor encroached upon Minas Tirith, he went away north to command the army that was to attack Dale and Erebor. Long had the minions harassed King Brand?s territories, and so it was not long until his southern defences failed and Dwar?s army ? consisting of many Orcs and the majority of the Easterling army ? spilled into the fields about Dale. The defending Dwarves and Bardings kept the town intact for many hours, but their spirit broke with the coming of Dwar upon his mighty fell beast, and with much bloodshed the defenders fell back into Erebor. In the shadow of the Lonely Mountain?s gate, Daín Ironfoot and King Brand held back the minions of Dwar, and though their fight was worthy of greatest song, with the coming of the army?s vanguard they were doomed. King Brand fell from a black spell cast by Dwar himself from above, whilst Daín finally fell to the axe of General Khasphûlmis, leader of the Easterling battalions.
Long was the siege of Erebor, for the gates of the city were of great strength, and the designs of the Dwarf defences kept the evil host at bay, though it was too large and powerful to be subdued. Before the siege was ended, Dwar returned to Mordor, where he amassed the legions of Sauron in the Morannon, ready to spring the trap on Elessar?s host. Yet, whilst he was away, the sons of Daín and Brand sallied from the gates, breaking the evil force, who were dismayed from news of Sauron?s defeat in the south. When the Battle of the Morannon ended, Dwar ? like the remainder of the Nine ? passed from the world with the fall of Sauron and the victory of the Free Peoples, never to bring ruin to the mortal world again.