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A Thirst - Part 1

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

The sun was no hotter than it had ever been of a July afternoon in Bree-land. The light felt oppressive at times, beating down from straight overhead, and the huntress often sought refuge under the fir boughs of the Brandywood, or the broad oaks near Nen Harn. 

There is an unsent letter that...

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Artwork: Artscreen

...may be found in Nen Harn.

Source: 
canva.com

Blodflæd and Grim

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Artwork: Artscreen

Blodflaed and her loyal companion, Grim.

Source: 
Screenshot from the Elder Scrolls Online with edits.

Wash Day

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Screenshot: General screen

A Season of Hunger

The celebration of Midsummer was graced by fair weather without a cloud in the sky for weeks, promising a party of special magnificence and delivering on that promise in abundance. Now that the last of the wine has been poured and the last shimmering fireworks have heralded the end of Midsummer, the consequences of those weeks of cloudless weather are setting in and the people of Bree-land face a sobering reality on the morning after their revelries.

Date: 
August 9th, 2021
Time: 
12/7/2021 through 9/8/2021
Location: 
Bree-Land and nearby regions

Studying and brewing

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Screenshot: General screen

Before he headed southwards, Atharann spend a great many time in his study learning and creating new things to help him on his journey

Quiet as a Mouse

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Story

Aggie Honeysuckle.

Sam Thistlebur.

Dale Sageford.

Villskog

Villskog
Status: 
Deleted
Race: 
Man

The drought worsens

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Story

((The rains have stopped, crops are dying, stomachs are empty. Feel free to join an ongoing rp run by actionagainsthunger.org and discord server https//discord.gg/qqkrK9qV))

Echoes of the Past: Red Hands

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Story

Clang, clang, clang…

A tall, blonde man stepped back, sword in hand. He wiped the sweat off his brow, panting softly. His older brother he was sparring with scoffed, "Come on Lavandir, is that all you got? Pathetic!"

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