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Weatherstock

Memories of Weatherstock

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The wind whipped around the old exposed bones of the watchtower, known as Weathertop.  The wistling of the wind and the caws of craban were not the only noises there that night, however.  The ancient heart of that bastion was beating with new life: with songs and airs, with cheers and applause, and with the twinkling of stars.  Many musical ensembles of all descriptions

April showers brought May flowers!

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

Andúnië practice

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Screenshot: Event screen

We have been very busy polishing up our songs and balads for Weatherstock IV.  We will be traveling all the way to the human lands ((and the Landroval Server)) to participate in this wild event.  We will be showcasing our usual original compositions and transcriptions there.

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