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an ill fated hunt

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary
I was soaked to the skin, he lost his bow. All because of a fool's argument over whether he or I should be the first to jump a stream. I was quite correct, of course, but he would deliberately choose otherwise. And now look at us, all my clothing spread out before the fire and both of us cold and cross under the fur and nothing to show for the hunt. No white susi, whatever it is.

Walks and Talks

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story
Standing in her accustomed place and playing her harp once again, Lieve waited for Haldrid to come to the Pony. He did eventually and asked if she would walk with him. This time they went to a garden.

An Ode to the Lady Anglarien - from a secret admirer

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry
In all the tales of all the years Never since has one appeared Her beauty alone will bring a tear The lady Anglarien. Modest of virtue and fair of face She moves with all the Eldar’s grace Ne’er in my heart would one replace The dear Anglarien. But that fair tongue doth have a sting And to my surprise her legs would swing Around the pole while crowds did sing Oh my, Anglarien! But that just made my heart grow fonder And as I sit I see her yonder Oh, I cannot help but ponder Be mine, Anglarien? I do not mind your easy ways And would love to pass my days Watching as your hips do sway

Laiquendi

Kinship Type: 
Elven
Kinship Status: 
Active and recruiting
Background: 

Alae lasto!

Eothric

Eothric, Son of Eorcanstan
Race: 
Man

Eorcanstan Page Image 1

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Artscreen

A Completed Set

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

   Jenn lay the quill down upon the table as she heard the sound of footsteps on the stone flags behind her. The wet ink gathered at the tip of the nib, coalescing into a small drip before falling down to splatter atop the wooden surface but she paid it no mind, instead turning to see who had come to disturb her writing this time.

Thorins Hall Tavern Night

Public tavern open to one and all, come along for ale, red meat on the bone and good company!
Date: 
July 20th, 2010
Time: 
7pm /servertime
Location: 
Thorins gate

Curugirion

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Painting

A self-portrait of Curugirion; dated 920 Second Age, it was done during the fruitful years of Lindon's friendship with Tar-Aldarion's Númenor.

 

(Image copyright held by the artist, Curugirion's player.)

Traveling in Ered Luin

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Moinar stood on the hills over looking the snowy hills and trees of Ered Luin, in the distance he can faintly see the way-station of Nogrond. Gently puffing on his pipe that his great grand-father made him he thought about the past ten or so years helping Dwalin fighting of the Dourhands to crush the Longbears from Thorin's Hall and how a mysterious man named Eogan held so much sway over a Dwarf.. even if that Dwarf was possessd by a fell spirit by a Gaunt Lord from the First Age.

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