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Remis

The Perilous Journey South

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Two years ago a large group set forth from Bree-Land on a journey towards the Gap of Rohan. Soldiers and citizens alike walked the perilous road and many were lost in battle along the way. Upon the broken path through Enedwaith the most unlikely person takes up arms as the caravan rally together to protect their people against the oncoming warg attack.

A Strange Journey

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Greeting Guests

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Remis Locke and Lady Fyxe greet arriving guests at the Breeland Summer Ball.


Wedding

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Married by moonlight

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Vows exchanged between Davick and Tillie with the stars as their witness

The Measure of Manliness

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The Missing Company Returns Home

After several months of mystery and turmoil, the company that set forth in search of scattered survivors from last years trade caravan have been sighted passing through the Lone Lands. Has the company succeeded in what they set out to do? Or was their quest folly, only claiming more lives in the search?

A Glimpse of the Truth

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Debts Repaid (Chapter three) Grim news from Glumhallow!

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Guards were posted, fires lit in the twilight. The group settled down for the night just north of the great east road.

Debts repaid (Chapter two) The battle of the Skinny Goblin

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From Bree they rode in the storm. Ever south and east keeping to the road, moving fast. Much to the displeasure of a few of the hardier dwarven warriors, they passed the Forsaken inn and galloped on. On the sheltered porch of the inn, sat a man, whittling on a piece of wood. He barely glanced up as the group rushed by.

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