While having a conversation with Yende, Daerundros reminiscents over her old days with Minyelaire, the Fallen Elf who she had loved, only to be betrayed by her.
A Coloured Map of the Uttermost South detailing the lay of the land.
OOC: A gift for my bestest friend in the game, Minyelaírë. I hope you like it, Minnie Mouse :) The Original map can be found here: http://laurelinarchives.org/node/8440
Minyelaire's hand reached into the grey fur of Radbug. What a good companion he was. His nose had led her right where she wanted to go. Her blood-red lips set a slight kiss on the beasts snout, whose tail swings from one side to the other. The Avar can make out Daerundros, to her surprise Nimlith... but where is the ranger?
In slow motion, Daerundros beheld the chaos-of-an-argument happening before her. Her eyes flicked towards her counterpart Minyelaírë as her left hand shot up to the small and readied hand crossbow on her side. With a swift movement, less than a second, she had fired it. Amlarad staggered as the bolt cleanly penetrated his thigh.
Daerundros looked and breathed out a sigh of relief as she stood at the edges of the forest. The golden sand was slowly dissipating, to be replaced by a lush green grass and bushes of strange, exotic plants. Daerundros' curious eyes flicked to and fro merrily, trying to capture the detail within her memories.
To her great surprise, Daerundros found a Rose amongst the barren emptiness of the edges of the Grey Hills. Here the trees are dead, but a hope flourishes within in the form of a rose.
OOC: Speed-paint used with DeviantART Muro. Took around 30 mins.
((Written in Quenya so that even the Kinn-lai cannot understand it's true meaning. It is a journal where Daerundros records her personal feelings over being in Yaquir. It is hidden very well beneath the armour Gala'tanleaw gave her.))
(The first page seems to be have been scribbled hastily before a piece of it was torn off)
((OOC: This is my approximate guesstimate at Daerundros' real future; Living amongst the Kinn-lai Elves as one of the first Eldar known to do so. This story will probably be around 3-5 Chapters long. Enjoy!))
Daerundros stared off into the water absent-mindedly, rather unnerved. She did not notice the person in the trees above her much, being far too embossed in her own business to pay attention. The Well of Life, the Hardest Rock on Arda, and the Brighest Light in the World... what were they?
