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þá gástas of forþgewitennesse

Submitted by Blodflaed on February 9th, 2021
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Biting cold winds blew harshly outside Blōdflæd's small house. It was dark and the only light came from the flickering fireplace and several candles dotted here and there around the room. It was quite pretty, the orange light of the flames flickering into the darkness of the night. There was not much decoration inside anymore - for she had been getting rid of her belongings here in Bree during the summer, for she had planned to go back home to the Maerc. But, she hadn't.

Kinship/Band link: 
The Black Steel
Chronicle link: 
Spell Séo Scealdmaegden
A Neverending Journey
Wedding Woes: Part 2: The Crooked Hag

Old Friends

Submitted by Dagramir on February 9th, 2021
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Amidst the usual raucous chorus of the Prancing Pony's main room during a cold, winter night, two old friends suddenly find themselves face-to-face following years of absence. The Viper and the Juggler. Dagramir and Jegauer, associates once more.

Memorial - Part 3

Submitted by Xanderian on February 9th, 2021
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The margrave looked at his eldest daughter, placing a hand on her golden shoulder. “And that…I believe….concludes that….now we have more important things at hand.”

Larol nodded, looking away from Kraddock to gaze at the waiting pyre of Septimal Caine. “Yes father…we do.”

Kinship/Band link: 
Three Graces
Chronicle link: 
House of Three Graces

Adventure Awaits - and Can Wait

Submitted by Seregrian on February 9th, 2021
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Diary

Adventure Awaits - and Can Wait

Torech Besruth, Falathlorn, Lindon

6 Coirë in the Reckoning of Imladris 

Kinship/Band link: 
Bar-en-Acharn
Chronicle link: 
Lidh i Ellethruth

Stirring in Bree

Submitted by Aellwenn on February 9th, 2021
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Diary

I knew my return would bring joy and pain to those around me. Perhaps it was better to remain at my cottage in the hills. So that I wouldn't cause so much trouble. But I have a right to live as I so, please. I saw him again today in Bree, I don't know if it was wise to write to him. Now all the women he once knew seem to be crawling out of the woodworks.  I just wanted to hear his voice again, to see his face. And that I did, but it wasn't long enough. What did I hope to find in the man? Love?

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Gwyndolith
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Drink up, and Hope to Forget Again

Submitted by Catalinna on February 9th, 2021
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        The pounding in her head was getting worse and had been since they left Aughaire. With the passing of each day it seemed to intensify a little bit more- like the beating of a drum in a death march that grew ever louder as the victim neared closer to the gallows.  

The Enedwaith Chronicles: Pool of the King

Submitted by Liffey on February 9th, 2021
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Fenley and Liffey look over the Pool of Kings in their journey through Enedwaith.

Atop the Hill

Submitted by Aellwenn on February 8th, 2021
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She stayed out until after dark taking in the sights that she once called home. But home was such a loose term these days. The stars began to shine and she had hoped there was mercy for her somewhere. She had missed the feeling of being loved and knowing that there were others around her that would support her every step of the way. Now it was all gone because of her childish fantasies that she had in the past.

The Bancross Mystery: Problems and Plans

Submitted by Duncadda on February 8th, 2021
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The farm is a cold and silent place for the moment, but still there is a sense of tranquility here promising better days to come. The pantry is filled to the rim with grain, salted meat and several barrels of my own dark mead. More than enough to take me through the rest of the winter and some of my neighbours, if needed. Returning back home to Bancross, after months of hardship within the Dunland borders is a blessing. I have met my old friends again and even managed to get a few new ones as well.
Kinship/Band link: 
Men of the Mark
Chronicle link: 
Tales from Bancross

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