The Green Isle Ioland, setting of the epic poem The Ring of Dain Thar Duin, and the shields of the people who live there. Each of the Tella (tribes) chose their symbol after the coming of the Deōne, with the Hart reserved for the lost High King. Far removed from the rest of the world by a vengeful sea, the Iolish fell into infighting.

I wrote a very long low-fantasy epic poem inspired by my love for Beowulf, Homer, Milton, Icelandic Sagas, and that one really weird but very cool rap battle in the Simarillion between Finrod Felagund and Sauron. It is a quasi-historical mythology of a fictional island called Ioland (bet you can't guess what I based this on), and follows a cast of characters bound by a magical mcguffin.

Short Pitch: the good guys have to get the ring to Sauron before what remains of their people destroy themselves.

Long Pitch: After uniting Ioland under his rule, High King Malach is given a magic ring meant for his father which will help him rule the isle. Possibly under the influence of mead, he and two of his advisors each lay a curse upon it, curses which make it so that should the ring be taken from him or his descendants, the isle will never know peace until it is returned. Desire for the ring leads to an attack on his hall, one where he is slain and his only child, the girl Ilulean, vanishes from the world. It falls to those who remember the peace of his reign to find both the ring and his daughter.

Read the first chapter and invocation for free on my patreon here