Laurelin Archives is MOVING!
Well, sort of— not exactly moving, but we’re growing! Laurelin Archives is extending its reach to include the Meriadoc server. This means that if you already have a character on Meriadoc, you’re now welcome to sign up with Laurelin Archives.
We deeply value the years of effort and dedication you’ve poured into your characters, and we’re committed to adapting quickly to ensure your hard work remains intact as we embrace this new chapter!
Thank you for all your support throughout the years & we are happy to hear of any suggestions you may bring forth!
"You can trust us to stick to you through thick and thin - to the bitter
end." -Meriadoc
Henepa the Undefeated
Tolbold was worried sick. He had asked Henepa to explain to he and the others what happened, several times. It was bad enough that old Uncle Tollu had been attacked recently, but now one of them new brigands had tried to creep up on the owner of 'The Bent Elbow' and cover her mouth with his hand.
Good job he had given her one of them elf made knives, Tolbold thought. Not that he had ever meant her to fight, Bounder's daughter though she was. She said she pulled the knife and some berries out her basket the instant he touched her face, and swung round on him yelling at the top of her voice and brandishing the shining blade.
"Get yer gone, or I be callin' them elves after yer," she had shouted. Then she had hurried back to Tighfield as fast as her feet could carry her, knowing full well them elves be off on an adventure of their own.
She had run into Aderic, one of Lotho's Bounders, and he had been upset an not a bit angry at what had happened to her. But it was Tolbold she had really wanted ter speak with.
"It's just not safe ere anymore," she had told her good friend. "It be like them elves meant well, but now we are left ter pick up the bill, so ter speak. If a body can't go pickin' berries then what's the world come ter?"
They had all agreed, Tolbold, Sarno, Tollu and Guy, who was still in hiding.
"I don't like sayin' it," Tolbold had said, "But I think it be time we five went somewhere safer fer a while at least. Them men can be a nasty lot, an I can't count on all the Bounders of Tighfield ter help us."
"Why don't we go up an stay a few weeks in me Pa's old huntin lodge?" Henepa suggested. "It be well off the beaten track, and there be a well an an stream an plenty of game."
He may not have liked the idea of leaving Tighfield, but Tolbold had a duty to the others, ter keep em safe. "Let me have a half an I will ponder it," he said.
