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Volina

Volina Halethîriel Larentanil
Race: 
Elf
Background: 

 

Ranger's hands and a soldier's solace

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Ease returns. We walked out northwards to the ice wall with the misunderstandings fresh between us. We came back to the hearth with them set aside.

There is a space to the right of me that is his. The furs keep his great shape, a hollowing pressed into the lie of each hair. I run my hand lightly over that cold form as he stands brooding over the quiet valley.

Ventris Journal, Entry Five

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary
Entry: Fifth Dated: 9th of August Subject: Change of plans I have been rather busy of late, too busy in fact to even sit down and place my thoughts into pages. The Summer Ball will not be happening, after all. It is good that I have not put up hiring requests; it would have been a waste of time for everyone. *Flashes a look upstairs at the sound of coughing, getting up and leaving the journal for some time before returning*

Amorith's diary. page 8

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

He was appearing in the Hall of fire, I was there in company of my kindred Telpecallo, Aearandir, Naruvir and Galvathalion. He just observed us. I knew it was him at once he entered the room. Even if I did not see him... I sensed him, and I felt my heart pounding. He came closer... And then my friends noticed him, he politely bowed to everyone, and looked at me. But he kept his distance... I did not know what to do at that time. But I decided to walk towards him.. He stepped back.. I felt so hurted.... I knew why he still kept this distance, he obeyed Veryacano.

A visit to Rivendell

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary
It has been a while...a long while since I came near Imladris, yet alone had entered it. I almost forgot what a sight it is to see the Hidden Valley, home to Lord Elrond. I guess there are just to many memories here, memories of Elneth and our time spent together...

White Ash, part 2

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing
The story of Nimlith. Context is here. Page 1 is here.

White Ash, part 1

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing
The story of Nimlith. Context is here. Page 2 is here.

Tasarin

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story
Night was falling as she returned to the village. Looking up to the flets above, she smiled - a casual traveller would not have noticed a village, so hidden were the flets in the great boughs of the trees, so similar their forms to the natural shapes of the forest. Yet an Elf could detect the traces of civilisation - plants groomed to their best effect, nature rich with the blossoming that only the love of the Elves brings to a place.

[Background Part I] A father's wish

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

   "My lady, it is your father. He is asking for you." The young apprentice bowed once her message was delivered and hurried off to continue her work.

   Hereniel heaved her feet off the daybed where she had finally found a quiet moment to rest. Her feet were aching from all the standing and running up and down the stone steps. She slid her feet into her slippers and groaned as she felt the pain run from her feet and up her legs and to her back.

Hereniel

Hereniel
Race: 
Man
Background: 

 

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