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Wyrd bi ful aræd

Submitted by Mearhe on June 17th, 2021
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Artwork: Photograph

Entry 9 - Wyrd 

Source: 
Photo taken by me - pendant belongs to me
Chronicle link: 
The Horse And The Rider - Tales Of Rohan

Madaurbeth V

Submitted by Tacita on June 17th, 2021
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Madaurbeth,

Slipping

Submitted by Tacita on June 17th, 2021
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Cruelly surrounded by maps, reminders, of the outside world; Eira is still hiding, trapped, inside the same old house. In this same old house, day after day, her mental state continues to keep slipping…

Chronicle link: 
Lost Ones and perhaps now found.

Summer in the Village [Rohan RP]

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"When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold . . ."

- Song of the Entwives

 

Come and celebrate summer in the Mark, and bring the village to life, as it was meant to be.

Date: 
June 20th, 2021
Time: 
14:00 server time
Location: 
Apuldram, Kingstead Meadows Homesteads, Rohan

Free

Submitted by Tacita on June 17th, 2021
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

So what is this insolent irrelevant desire inside?

Belligerent extravagant wonderings in my heart's eye

What a peculiar happenstance, it keeps replaying in my mind

All the shamefulness, repentance, I want to feel alive

 

Can I ever break free?

I want to roam

Any dominance I breathe is only

Artificial control

I cannot bear these scars

How do I cope?

I want to free but it's so far

And is it too late for this shattered soul?

 

Endless pacing, isolating

Chronicle link: 
Aglarari ~ The Glorious Queen, The Corrupted Child

Aesculf

Aesculf
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Man
Background: 

Born into a family of nomadic horseman in The Wold in Rohan's north.

Dream Journal Entry 2

Submitted by Syllea on June 16th, 2021
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

((OOC: The entry is written neatly in ink. Unlike the last entry, no tear stains mark this parchment.))

Dear Me,

Kinship/Band link: 
Lost Ones
Chronicle link: 
Syllea's Diary
Dream/Thought Journal(s)
Lost Ones and perhaps now found.
The Huntsman and The Stag

Quiet Tears

Submitted by Demlemoth on June 16th, 2021
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Dem walked into the inn after escorting Sara to the Estate. It was a long, quiet, seething walk—neither speaking to the other nor even looking at each other. Sara clenched her fists, and he wondered as he walked in if this woman thought she could hurt him with a punch. No matter.

Kinship/Band link: 
Lost Ones
Chronicle link: 
The Huntsman and The Stag
Lost Ones and perhaps now found.

Madaurbeth IV

Submitted by Tacita on June 16th, 2021
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

[the writing is in Aduniac, sloppy all the way through.]

 

Madaurbeth,

Egfor brought in a kitten! The poor girl is barely a scrap of fur. I cleaned her right up, got Dammon to help me get her a cozy bed. She's currently curled up next to the fire. I fear she has a cold, and I am giving her as much rest and soft food as I possibly can.

Nimraph is still asleep in the bed. We did it again.

Reputation

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on June 16th, 2021
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

I never needed poison. I never needed to hide. I never needed the pseudonym of Mrs. P. I never needed any of these trappings. No, indeed. Sometimes the pen is mightier than the poignard, and so I used it upon Hathostaran, and I will use it here to tell the tale.

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