Notice: With the Laurelin server shutting down, our website will soon reflect the Meriadoc name. You can still use the usual URL, or visit us at https://meriadocarchives.org/

The Host Palatine

Kinship Type: 
Elven
Kinship Status: 
Dormant (not recruiting)
Background: 

OOC Notes:

The Scout Part 1

Submitted by Asmalinde on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Asmalinde came fully awake. She had been drifting half in half out between the elven world and the earthly one. Nothing was clear to her. Flashes of a deep stairway, fire and stars blotted out by shadows. She shook her head and broke from her all but non-existent camp. She had left her horse behind in one of the small farms dotting the landscape on the edge of the Old Forest and the east road to Bree-town.

Kinship/Band link: 
Three Graces
Chronicle link: 
House of Three Graces

Two jars of salt - left behind

Submitted by Galtharian on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

He jumped from Petal without a sound and gave her a smile, letting her stay in front of the inn freely - she did not need his input.

He stepped into the dusty room, it was not his own but it was close enough. His eyes flew over the faces around, some he had known well, some he had only seen, some unknown to him still. The strangers would look at him, exchange a whisper.

Kinship/Band link: 
Windswept
Chronicle link: 
Two jars of salt; memories in Bree

Memoires of a Reluctant Champion

Submitted by Harthagil on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Memoires of a Reluctant Champion

 

Forges and Friendship

Submitted by Envandiel on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Ost-in-Edhil, Second Age of Middle Earth
 

Métime grabbed Envandiel’s arm, yanking her attention from the delicate wires on the bench in front of her. She yelped, nearly snapping the strand of fine metal. 

Chronicle link: 
A Time of Peace

Thinthil

Thinthil Highroller
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Man
Kinship Link: 
Daggers and Dice
Background: 

Thinthil is originally from the Kingdom of Dale, more specifically Esgaroth. His parents were poor fisherfolk, and their relationship was unstable. When he was three years old his father injured himself in an accident, losing an arm. Unable to provide for the family, Thinthil's father turned to alcohol and violence while his mother disappeared without a trace. A few years after this (around the time he was seven), Thinthil ran away and became a street rat, surviving by picking the pockets of the citizens of Esgaroth.

Two jars of salt - for good luck

Submitted by Galtharian on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

The fire was lit without much difficulty. He had watched others do it so many times in recent days that his movements started forming somewhat of a routine. He knew he was being helpful, and he relished in that feeling.

Kinship/Band link: 
Windswept
Chronicle link: 
Two jars of salt; memories in Bree

Thundering Hooves

Submitted by Amathlan on October 16th, 2020
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

He had failed. 

Chronicle link: 
Amathlan and the Third Age
No Honor and No Masters

The Heart Meets the Fist

Submitted by Seregrian on October 16th, 2020
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Mortals:  A Case Study (The Heart Meets the Fist)

Torech Besruth, Falathlorn, Lindon

Kinship/Band link: 
Bar-en-Acharn
Chronicle link: 
Mortals: A Case Study

Rocket

Submitted by Leoffrith on October 16th, 2020
What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

When we visited the Shire, this leafy green that Bree-landers call arugula was called "rocket" by the Hobbits, for some reason. Well, whatever you call it, it's a nice addition to a salad (though perhaps a bit bitter)!

Drawn with Staedtler pens on a Canson mixed media sketchbook for #inktober. Yes, in case you didn't know, what Americans call "arugula" Brits call "rocket". See the full-sized version.

 

Source: 
my own work

Pages

Subscribe to The Laurelin Archives RSS