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Ventris Journal, Entry Three

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Diary
Entry: Third Dated: 16th of July Subject: Duty and Revenge We are so few in number, that a death of one of us is something we cannot take lightly. After the Sacking, there are so few of us Calthrian’s remaining I do not think we can start over again. I think of all of us, Zelderan has suffered the worst. The death of Sabrial, most of the Fifth Company, his son Ravenal…And now Athenna. *Isilorbor closes his eyes for a moment, fighting down dark clouds in his mind before carrying on*

Bree, Old Gal

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She had but arrived at the edge of the town yet the wave of noise and life had already rolled over the road and engulfed her breath. Temperancia almost felt the dampness causing her skin to crawl. She stood still and looked down at the town ahead: what energy, what welcome! She had just before ridiculed and forgotten her amazement as a wee girl in her first time in Bree and now she stands, dethroned, a lasting blowing wind left in its wake. The exciment. She drew near and observed: the garbage on the ground, the people and their stride. But the streets!

Anglachelm's Hall of Fire Speech

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...I Anglachelm of Gondolin, In search of my sister and fate has ever been on my tail, had gone east some years ago. For those who were lucky to not hear the most disturbing of news, i apologise greatly now as they too will learn what happened.

My Lords and Ladies, we have been living in strange times. Neither the darkness have had a total victory on our light, nor the light of Valar could triumph over the darkness of Morgoth entirely.

Eglanel

Eglanel
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Elf

T.A. 2977 - the birth of a ranger.

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Rain, lots of it. The rain fell fast, hitting the ground with more strength than the usual shower. Esteldín's guard watched, whilst the rain hit there hoods, they watched and looked out for the enemy. Yet one, was inside... as something special was about to happen for him, even when it was raining. Inside the old fort, in the centre of Esteldín, a child was to be born, to a certain ranger named Amrarath, and another ranger named Glorenyth. It was a moment to remember for them both, if they could endure that moment for long enough, which they could not.

Strangers and Rangers

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Lieve quite often met people through playing her harp at the Pony, they noticing her standing on the podium at the back of the common room of the Pony, practising as was her custom. Often they listened for a while then merely nodded or smiled and left, occasionally they would start a conversation with her. It was in this way that she met a man dressed in black with a hood covering most of his head who came up to listen to her. She was playing one of her favourite songs and watched him as she played, intrigued.

drinking with the enemy

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Diary

She sits. Because I tell her to sit. I am a man of passion, and dark humours boil within me now. She is wise to heed my words and do as I command.

I pour two glasses of the finest red that I have. The cut of the glasses deepen and intensify the rich colour of the wine. It is too crude to liken it to the blood of my man that she has caused to be spilt. My man, to me. To her and her ilk, just a Man.What can they know, secure within their timelessness, about what life is? About what life is, to a Man?

Journal of Capt Khalis Imieran Pg5

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Diary
The day had been eventful Khalis had attained some fine armour to present to Belegmallion at his Initiation which had been held in Imladris that day. The gathering in the Hall of Fire in Lord Elronds house had gone well, there had been a surprise reappearance of the Lord of House Vanimar, Lord Anglachelm. Although Khalis wondered if some knew he was due to make an appearance for there were many of House Vanimar at the gathering.

Rosebeth

Rosebeth Hillbury
Race: 
Hobbit
Background: 
Rosey born in late May has lived all her life in Staddle but she’s quite an Adventurer! visiting her relatives regularly in Bree Town, sight-seeing in Combe and the occasional trip to the Shires, but never ventured as far as Hobbiton.

Married to Burdoc Hillbury for the last 5 years since her coming of age. Her husband is 20 years her senior and he rarely goes to parties that are far from his front door due to his wonky leg that plagues him with the aches…especially if the weather is damp!

Fishing with Eoryn and a Wedding

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Diary
Poor Eoryn is worried. It seems a few of her friends haven't been around lately. I am sure it is nothing serious, but she misses them. Blodwynn, her boyfriend and another one or two from what I gather. I tried to calm Eoryn's fears and suggested that they might have gone on a fishing trip which didn't seem to help. Eoryn immediately wondered why they hadn't asked her to go along. Long story short, she suggest we go on a fishing trip.

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