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Raolor

I Tínendirn - Crumbling Stones

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The statue was not even half finished, but there was no real question of who it was. Short hair, and an all too familiar posture.
Thendryt had walked into Imlad Gelair on impulse. But he did not expect to see a half made statue of Faorie in the glade. Who the mason was wasn’t blatantly obvious.

Turemmar

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Elloen of Eregion and Ráolor of Lothlann conversing.

One of her Days

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'You remember Daegond?'

Undómion twitched, a bit more than usual due to his...changing state from the Dorwinion white, "How can I not..? I am slow to forget people who are insulting. But...I was in a bad state then."

Díllothwen smiled in an almost sinister way, "...Well, I might have...made his stomach feel 'normal'."

'Normal how?'

'Rotten food served in a feastly manner.'

Undómion appeared blank, and went still, 'You...' He appeared lost.

The Morning After Party

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It appears I do not have to cook much today. There are still much food after the feast of unveiling Anglachelm's portrait, and I have to get yet rid of some of it, somehow.

The Failure of Mankind

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Traitors! Defilers!

A storm raged in his mind. He felt his blood boiling, he heard the voices from the past, their chattering, their screaming and shouting rising again, until they reached the gates of his Fëa. And all the time, he saw him in front of the eyes of his mind:

Neither Gone Nor Forgotten

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Dolthafaer had – foolishly, he now realized – believed that his troubles with Thendryt had come to an end.  Months ago, the Man had departed from the Valley and taken up his post in the Coldfells, where his madness had been allowed to run unchecked so long as it was against the servants of the enemy.  Out of sight.  Out of mind.  The thought that he might even find his end in those cold pines had been a comforting one.

Morinehtar

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"...I shall name you Morinehtar, slayer of darkness. For brave you are, and in profound darkness you walk, and still you abide in Arda..." ~ Raolor

 

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Cleansed Spirits

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A disturbance

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At the Hithaeglir, Annúngil paid Thendryt little heed, too absorbed in his duties to mind his presence. However, it was more of a presence of absence. The man came and gone as he saw fit and his superiors commanded. When he was at the encampment, Thendryt kept to himself, as far as he could from the Eldar.

A Strange and Unreasonable Anger

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Why all this to-do? he asked Dolthafaer.

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