Misfits and Meanderers

A/N: And thus comes to end a five-parter story that I enjoyed writing immensely. Thank you to everyone who gave some time of their day to read this and I hope it was as enjoyable to read as it was for me to write and plan in my head. If there's any feedback you'd like to leave feel free to PM over the mail system. The next story is either something concerning my Elf or takes place a decade back into Alex's past.

A/N: Feedback is always welcome. :) Hope you enjoy reading!

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

A/N: Feedback welcome, thanks for reading and enjoy!

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

Alex could feel eyes on his back.

A/N: Still on the lookout for feedback (And maybe a proofreader?) if anyone wishes to give it (Either through in-game mail or PMing here). Hope you enjoy reading this.

A/N: Hello! If you're reading this, I'm looking for feedback, critique and comments on storywriting, like pace, tone, enjoyment. I haven't written in a long time and it's been more than a year since I'd done something for LotRO RP, and decided to pen up a multi-part story on this character's current plotline, so that I can get back into the habit of writing and improve my storytelling skills.

Any feedback I get is very very appreciated! It would help me a lot towards getting back into the flow of things!

This piece of a Rohirric lay has been hastily scrawled onto the back of a parchment listing fulfilled shipment orders. It seems to have been translated to Westron from it's original language, although there is no source text to be found anywhere, suggesting that whoever had been translating this had memorized the lay by heart. The contents of the poem appears to be a lament of sorts, written during the Long Winter of the Year 2738.

When War Claims All (T.A 2738)
Translated by Eadmund, Son of Eadyg

OOC: A huge thank you to the player of Reffas for this lovely RP. Feels got tossed into a sack and rustled around.

"Alex."

OOC: Inspiration from an unusual RP session that turned out quite impactful lead to this...

The beginning of a journey was always a hassle.