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Makanare

Doodle thing of Makanare

Submitted by Barangolf on May 26th, 2015
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Artwork: Drawing

I just felt like drawing her, then a background just happened I don't even know?? Despite the fact that I took screenshots I didn't get a very good shot of the details on her clothes sorry 

Source: 
me, Barangolf's player

Woodland (Triolet)

Submitted by Barangolf on May 26th, 2015
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Screenshot: General screen

I failed to capture Luthelian's poem via screenshots so here it is:

 

Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway
In sweet summertime's blowing breeze
Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway
In the warmth of the tender day
Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway


"My father used to recite that one from time to time. When we would go out on patrols in the summer."

Chronicle link: 
Misty Mountains Campaign
The Lost Wood-Elves

Lost to Sudden Flames

Submitted by Makanare on May 13th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Himlad, FA 455

 

The winter's day had begun like any other - with the familiar routine of training exercises, then a patrol of the borders north of the Pass of Aglon. But as Makanárë and her comrades marched northwards, murmurs of uneasiness began to ripple through the ranks. Was it merely a trick of the light, or were the foothills of Thangorodrim draped in smoke?  And why was there a faint, lurid glow of red upon the northern horizon?

Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

Looking Inward

Submitted by Makanare on May 8th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

In the maelstrom of memories and regret that is my life, there has never been space for tenderness. The sword does not stop to think of love before it stikes. The hammer pauses not to pity the steel before it falls. And since the breaking of Beleriand I have given way to none, slowed for none, turned back for none.

Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

Of Pain and Guilt

Submitted by Norliriel on May 2nd, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

((Companion piece to Danel's Innocent by Default? - ICly, this was written after Norliriel met Ráolor (obviously), yet before her Oathtaking.))

 

Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

Many Meetings

Submitted by Makanare on April 28th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

"Yes, and imagine! Lady Uilossiel is such a very respectable scholar as well! Why, I have no idea what she is doing with such a one as Master Annunghil." The warbling voice of a young girl floated over to Makanárë as she stood in the Hall of Fire, enjoying a cup of wine after a long day spent before the forge. Idly she glanced over in the direction of the voices, then rolled her eyes as she recognised Aurineth, the House's self-proclaimed messenger, deep in conversation with Gilfiniel.

Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

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