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A tongue of silver, indeed.

Submitted by Dagramir on July 31st, 2017
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He had arrived in his intended location, finally. Ost Forod. A ruin, in every sense of the word, where he was certainly less than welcome. An attribute enforced by the glares, and turned noses, that he had been receiving since he had arrived. But, he was safe, at least, for that moment. His skills were those of merit, and warranted his breathing necessary.

Shadows and Regrets

Submitted by Dagramir on July 31st, 2017
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Chirp! Chirp!

Chronicle link: 
The Raven and The Viper.

Internal Monologues: IV - "Weightlessness."

Submitted by Dagramir on July 24th, 2017
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Diary

As I sit here beneath this tree, staring out at this desolate place above the Trestlepan, I can only wonder on the nature of fate itself once more.

What a turbulent few days, these past moments have been.

Chronicle link: 
Internal Monologues of a 'Silver-tongued Stallion'

A Dangerous Pastime.

Submitted by Dagramir on July 20th, 2017
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Raven found the snake asleep
And, wanting him to eat,
With her beak bit him awake:
Waking up bitten,
He gave the bite back,
His caress kissed her off.

~

Aesop's Fables: 'The Raven and the Snake'

Source: 
http://nastyelf.tumblr.com/post/24802400949/just-a-very-fast-sketch-of-sandor-and-sansas
Chronicle link: 
The Raven and The Viper.

Nothing ventured...

Submitted by Dagramir on July 8th, 2017
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As Dagramir awakes for a fresh day of travel, following his decision to kip in an old Watch-house, he looks out across the horizon in wonder. Summer had certainly arrived in the Bree-lands, and the beautiful sight of the sun beating down across the farmland almost made him reconsider his final destination... But, after a few moment of reflection, he reaffirmed himself that this was a journey he had to take, for his own good.

So, Trestlebridge awaited...

An epistle intended for Ashaia.

Submitted by Dagramir on July 6th, 2017
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Diary

A rolled length of neat parchment, clearly expensive paper, denoting some form of wealth. Sealed only by a tied ribbon of crimson, the knot held down by a stamp of black wax. A coiled snake contained within the void-like circular impregnation. Upon unfurling the document, it would read:
 


Dearest Ashaia,

Chronicle link: 
Epistles from the 'Viper of Gondor'
The Raven and The Viper.

Two Hearts

Submitted by Dagramir on July 6th, 2017
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Story

There was something almost melancholy about the scene that lay before Dagramir’s sleepless eyes. Ashaia lay, as she always did, half of her body splayed out on top of him. Her leg draped over his, almost possessive in her sub-conscious. Her arm lay over his abdomen, and his arm lay over her own. Bare of clothes, naught but their bodies and souls left for each other to gaze upon.

Chronicle link: 
The Raven and The Viper.

Epistles from the 'Viper of Gondor'

Submitted by Dagramir on June 14th, 2017
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Dagramir

Any, and all, letters or parchments that Dagramir may write, which are genuine documents that exist within the game IC. These documents shall include a note at the bottom of each piece, stating their current whereabouts, if they are not cinder, or destroyed.

An epistle intended for Deorda.

Submitted by Dagramir on June 14th, 2017
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Official Document

A rolled length of neat parchment, clearly expensive paper, denoting some form of wealth. Sealed only by a tied ribbon of crimson, the knot held down by a stamp of black wax. A coiled snake contained within the void-like circular impregnation. Upon unfurling the document, it would read:
 

 

Dearest Deorda,

Chronicle link: 
Epistles from the 'Viper of Gondor'

Internal Monologues: III - "The arrow in my heel."

Submitted by Dagramir on June 12th, 2017
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Diary

Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em all.

Seems I've spent too often, in recent months, shedding tears and willingly letting my mind shatter, for what was never anything else other than a dead end. Oh, how could I be so foolish. I was better than this. I am better than this. So why am I crying right now? Where is there still tears lining my bruised cheeks.

Chronicle link: 
Internal Monologues of a 'Silver-tongued Stallion'
The Raven and The Viper.

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