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Brigands

First to Strike

Submitted by Thrarfi on December 1st, 2025
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Diary

To Rûndis, my Moonlight,

I am sorry for not writing to you sooner. These last few weeks I have barely had enough time to rest, and most of that time has been spent trying to keep Kharsi from eating all our supplies. So, here is a quick update.

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Durin's Folk
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The Emberdeep Expedition to Moria

Old Fool

Submitted by Tollu on April 21st, 2025
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Story

It was a convoluted tale. He felt shame and guilt all the same. And now he would commit it all to paper, so he could think and think about what he could have done differently. What he could do now. 

 

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Shire Strollers
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Tollu's Tales

In Her Thoughts...

Submitted by Danel on November 5th, 2024
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Estarfin, whatever happens, know I will never choose to leave you. Others have suffered such fears as I, but I am of an old and high blood line. I shall not quail. Be safe, meldanya. Be cunning. Perhaps even open your thoughts to me, rather than shutting yourself away? I know that is asking much of you at this time, but I can do no other. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Rumours at Oatbarton

Submitted by Lithea on October 12th, 2024
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So there they were, after quite a long ride, taking a small rest in the village of Oatbarton. 

"At least we can stock up a bit on food and water." Lithea said, not as much thinking of her lack of lunch as what they would eat in the coming days. Evendim lay before them, and it was better known fer its tomb robbers than for its hospitality. 

They pulled up their ponies at Bob Proudfoots place. He was known to Tolbold as being a trustworthy fellow. 

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Searching around Duillond.

Submitted by Yrill on October 12th, 2024
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She arrived at Duillond to find a group of guards having recently returned. "What news?" she asked the one who acted in charge.

The fair haired son of the Falas raised his head. There was blood on his thick leather gloves.

"And you are?"

"Yrill of Eregion, now staying at Numenstaya. I rode after hearing your Captains request for help. I appear to have two missing friends, so this matter is of personal concern."

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

First Reactions

Submitted by Yrill on October 1st, 2024
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Story

 

Mirdanel took her hand and grasped it reassuringly, with unexpected strength. She had always wondered at how an elleth with such small hands could forge as well as she did. But then for a Mirdan, small hands were a benefit. Istuil had seen the Lady work on larger items too. Though she did not have the strength…nor the skills of a metal-smith, Mirdanel was far stronger than she looked. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

The Alumni

Submitted by Kodwell on September 26th, 2024
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Story

The masked man stared long at the one across the table from him, some years ago. He slowly lifted his head off of the high back of his chair. The horrible voice he owned, damn nearing cacophonous and venomous as it always was, questioned, “Have you lost faith…my eldest of advocates? Do you question my sanity…or have you forgotten the need to see this chaos rise aflame?”
 

Chronicle link: 
The Highwaymen

No Surrender?

Submitted by Danel on September 19th, 2024
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It was not in my nature to surrender. I do not recall ever having the need. The men surrounding Parnard and I numbered no more than just over twenty. A motley and undisciplined bunch they were, save the Rohir. I tried to move in his direction, to take him down swiftly. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

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