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Of Bree-life and matters of the heart

Posted May 24th, 2013 by Daerren
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Once Daerren arrived in Combe, he had little but a few coins and his harp. He was miserable and often drank his sorrows away with ale and mead till he would pass out upon the floor of a tavern or the middle of a street even. Ever so slowly he made his way about and gained his footing.

April showers brought May flowers!

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Spring has finally come to the lands of the Elves, Men and Hobbits alike, and festivities are spring-ing up all over the place!

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