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The Sound of Thunder - Part Two

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He found the clearing, barely making out the distinguishing landmarks in the driving downpour. Turning on his horse, the futility of the situation set in; there would be no more evidence, no trail to pick up now. It was too late…

The Tales of Calth: Isilorbor and Lendes #3

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Story

They had known each other for almost two years now. They had kissed and touched each other, but never shared a night alone together, which was hard on both Isilorbor and Lendes. It was almost unbearable to them both, knowing that at some point, they would have to leave one another for some reason or another. Isilorbor would have to leave Lendes for war, while Lendes had to leave the vain yard to hear about her dreaded wedding. And time was wearing thin for them.

The Sound of Thunder - Part One

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Story
We said a goodbye of sorts. Never enough words of meaning or too much spoken in jest… now she is gone… The gunmetal sky rumbled with the ominous sound of thunder as the first drops of rain pattered down onto Olver’s worn leather workman’s tunic. He cast a worried look up at the heavens and then leapt up onto his trusty steed, urging her into a trot as he left behind the sound of merrymaking from The Prancing Pony.

Life and Death, week 2.

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Diary
It seems I made it through last week... luckily enough not even injured.... There have been complications that we did not expect and we have had to delve deeper into Haradrim territory, we stand on the brink of destruction. Death is just one uncareful step away. If we lose it now, we might just as well never go back to Minas Tirith. But... if theres life theres hope. five more men dead this week.... there are twenty left of us now. The shadow in my heart is still growing and the world is darkening in my eyes... what is wrong with me?

The Lossoth

Kinship Type: 
Man
Kinship Status: 
Dormant (not recruiting)
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....For awhile Arvedui hid in the tunnels of the old Dwarf mines near the far end of the mountains, but he was driven at last by hunger to seek the help of the Lossoth, the snowmen of Forochel.

Life and Death, week 1.

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Diary
The first page of this book... my first mission, the first week has already been past... me and the other men are now at a camp, just south of the river Poros... GOndor has been skirmishing with the Haradrim lately we we're sent to reinforce the borders.. but we've been somehow taken in Haradrim land... I'm on first watch tonight, to make sure no-one decides to slip a dagger in between our ribs.

Iranlel

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Of Peace, Entery Eleven

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Diary

Entery Eleven, Dated 21st September, The Third Age of Middel Earth

 

Ah, days to remember...

The wedding was everything I dreamed it would be, everything met my thoughts almost to the letter. A few Defenders took to music and performed some truly wonderful tunes while we waited. I had Borermor and Zelderan close by, but Boermor had to leave, I think he did not want to be there, as weddings were never his strong point.

*Isilorbor chuckles to himself softly and takes a small sip of a lemon water next to him*

Rhoana of Forochel

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Artwork: Drawing

Rhoana

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Artwork: Drawing

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