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Third Age

Arnen

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

(sequel of Tulwië-lórë)

Forlindon, present time, afternoon


Earcalie watched the newly born foal tentatively take his first steps around his mother. The little one was just half a day old, but already lively and demanding. She smiled, feeling a sudden pang of nostalgia thinking of her own parents far away on the other side of the sea. 

"Tell me about Arnen?" she asked Histealdo.

Tulwië-lórë

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

Undefined time and space

 

Parma Eldaliéva, an elvish book

What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

Parma Eldaliéva, an elvish book

No Return to Cuivienan?

Author: 
The writings of Estarfin and Carnifinde (Danel) of Thargelion in the Third Age. Also of their mutual friend, Parnard.

There is no literal return to the place of Awakening in the East, that much is almost certain. But Danel has another idea, and motivation through her love for a Kinslayer. Creating their own 'Cuivienen' is still a possibility, if they can overcome their respective pasts.

 

Suribeth

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

9 summers ago, coast of Forlindon


Earcalie was never one to be lazying about, finding it a waste of time that she could employ doing something productive instead. There were exceptions of course, like that day. During winter time the shipment requests down the coast died down, there were few caravans to escort and generally everyone bunkered down to wait the good season. As it was an unusually warm day, the elleth thought to go for a ride, so she took her reluctant horse out of the stable, and off they went.

Red rubies of Cardolan

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Screenshot: General screen

Red rubies of Cardolan

Skirmish in the Ettenmoors

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

In her recent quest to find something to do other than moping over her misfortunes and wander like a haunted soul the paths of Imladris, Carniquesse decided to go somewhere she had never gone to before, despite it being practically next door the hidden valley.

Mirror canvas

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

((continuation of Essenya))

Three summers ago, Mithlond

 

The lucky ring

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Mithlond, a blurry time, White Ship’s dock

 

She promised herself she would not cry. She promised herself she would have been prepared, and strong, and stalwart, and brave. She promised herself she would not beg them to stay.

She was none of those things at the moment. She could barely hold herself from yelling at her mother and father to not board the damn ship. To not leave her for who knows how long. But she decided to stay didn’t she?

White Ship Waiting

What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

She sat down on the bank of the river, colored charcoal in hand, sketching on a piece of parchment. The latest ship waiting to transport wood and sails was moored since a few days ago. She contemplated if, slowly, little by little, it was her time to board as well...

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