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Starlit Musings.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

She was walking home alone, the stars her only companion. How was she supposed to go? It did not feel right, to go back without him. Who was she if she just let him go like that? Was she not abandoning him, if she let go so easily? She had him close to her heart and it did not feel quite right to let him face the grief all alone.

Come Home My Love.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Dem followed Egfor from a distance, worried about the man’s mental state, as two days had passed since his nightmare. His lover seemed lost, alone, afraid, and hurting, trying but failing to hide all this from Dem. Finally, Egfor entered the Wildwoods near their home, and this made watching him easier and yet more demanding.

Entry 13: Nightmares and Rangers

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

I am having nightmares again. I do not know why. Perhaps it is stress. Most likely.

To meduseld and back

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

At the crossing, Lusseriel decided to sit with her back against a tree. The area wasn’t safe, per se, but at least it looked calm enough. And while everyone seemed to need a bit of time to process everything that happened, she picked up her journal.

Watching over Egfor

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Egfor had another nightmare, and yet he was afraid to tell me. So I held him tight in my arms; what else could I do? So now, I sit in the chair, scared to sleep for fear he will relive the dream. He is sandwiched between Ox and Dunewine, Appy watches from the floor.
I am sure it was the explosion, the anger overflowing and slamming into his target. Ron…a man throwing himself a pity party. He deserved that explosion. After I bared my soul about the hurt he caused me when he left long ago, he prepares to run again?

Another Morning

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

She blinked her eyes open.

The bed was colder than it would have. This meant that Nimraph had awoken before her. She rolled from her side to her back, eyes narrowed. She was usually a very light sleeper. Living in Mordor meant you were never safe asleep. Yet, recently she had been falling into far deeper sleep than she ever had before. So deep, she had not awoken to her lover arising.

Bluebell

Bluebell
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Hobbit

Midsummer Meetings

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Screenshot: General screen

A Chance Meeting at the Havens

Elethost

Elethost Whitewatcher
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Man
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Theme: Sherlock Holmes

(This character is based on Sherlock Holmes as some may have noticed already. But made to fit into Middle-Earth's lore and world. Don't expect everything to be on point.  This character is a parody made to fit into Middle-Earth as stated before. More details will come as he develops.)

 

Red Hands of the Soothsayer

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Air rushed up and whipped about Egfor, pulling on his hair and clothes, biting his skin. He clawed out in the absolute darkness, trying to find something to purchase on, something to try and orientate himself. All he knew is that he was falling, and he wasn't sure in which direction. After what seemed like an eternity, Egfor impacted the ground. He fell into a heap of limbs and furs on the ground.

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