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Lady Elinsar and Lady Dothalarion with Wolt

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Lady Elinsar and Lady Dothalarion with Wolt...

My first love , Lady Freyawen... She vanished one night...

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My first love , Lady Freyawen... She vanished one night...

A unforgettable kissing moment with Lady Lanthrit...

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A unforgettable kissing moment with Lady Lanthrit...

Romantic dinner with a Lady Giladreth...

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Romantic dinner with a Lady Giladreth...

Wolt is playing some romantic music for lady Lyndan in Red Rose Mansin..

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Wolt is playing some romantic music for lady Lyndan in Red Rose Mansion...

Relaxing in Duillond

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Laerlin

Laerlin
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Dormant
Race: 
Elf
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Born in Duillond to a pair of Sindarin elves, Laerlin has remained in Ered Luin for all of her comparatively-short life. Her name means 'Summersong', and it suits her well, for she is sweet-voiced and joyous of disposition, unhindered by the sorrow that plagues many of her kindred. She is proud to be among the refuge-guardians of Duillond, and when on duty is zealous in her questioning of strangers (though never aggressive). Rarely has she been required to enter into combat to defend her home, save against the occasional rag-tag band of orcs.

Reniolwaith congregates outdoors

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Forever friends

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Valarwen and Naruvir speaking of many things amid the high grasses of the wild, and an oath between them were sworn.

Dago i chyth!

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Swords are drawn like blazing torches in the early sunrise in the highlands of Eregion. The swords sang with unrepentant bitterness that day!

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