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Childhood: Grandmother's death

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

- Grandma, is Death coming soon ? asked young girls clear voice.
Approximately six years old girl sat on her grandmother's deathbed, wearing a white, lacy sleepingdress. She was barefooted and her long darkbrown hair flowed over the edge of the bed. There was a curious and keen look on her face.
- Death comes when he sees fit, Tucona, grandmother answered with smiling face.

Childhood diary: Grandmother's death

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

[old, yellowed diarypage, obviously written by a young person who has just learned to write. There is inkblobs here and there.]

My first meeting with Death

One life gone, two to be saved.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Seraile sat on the roof, looking down, looking rahter relaxed, with his eyes closed his hood covering them the mask pulled down just below his chin, then he suddeny opened his eyes, he had heard what he wanted to hear....

He stared up at the pale silver moon, counting in his head, he had planned this... it would not fail...

The Shades Journeys: The end of the year.. Week 51

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Soon this year is over..and a new one will start..

Tucona

Tucona Tourniquet
Race: 
Man
Background: 

Tucona is a child of rather rich family from Bree, and she has inherited a knowledge of healing that has been passed on her family for centuries. Tucona is used to being able to buy what she wants when she wants to. And to good food and drinks and clean and comfortable house. Nevertheless she also knows how the dead and cut-open human body looks like, which gives her good amount of realism. She has a loving, kind nature and never really has evil motivations. She always follows her heart. Tucona believes the best about everyone, even the ones who wishes harm for her.

Ceadric

Ceadric
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Man

Meiva

Meiva Telumendil
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Elf
Background: 

“Once upon a time they say you’ll be able to watch the stars of Elbereth from these lands” said the he elf without turning his gazes from the night sky which was now covered with a thick black smoke.

“Stars… “ said the she elf trying to imagine thousands of little sparking dots on a clear night sky. But the only thing she could be able to call up was the rain which was set off hundreds of flame arrows.

Personal Records; Entry 78

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary
This is a Letter

Such a curious dream I had, the other night.

I was standing in our home...several things were changed. Then, I heard the word "Father" spoken.

There stood my son, Nemben! He was much older; and wore green robes.

After discussing his studies, he went to his room to sort the mess! Such a scholar, always leaving parchment around - from what I saw.

Self Notes 10 - Thoughts

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

I gave him some time and space to settle…

Tinuchen

Tinuchen
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Elf
Background: 

Old Urnu was walking barefeet on the hard stones, he did not feel their angles, having walked like that all his life... all his lives, say the superstitious people. No one indeed remember Old Urnu else than... old...
Urnu the old crazy ermit...
Whatever the gossips, Old Urnu was walking this night in the wilderness of the Lone Lands, just like every nights, walking and thinking about philosophic questions, always the same questions : will the races of Middle Earth become one day a bit wiser, and if yes, how ?

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