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Journal the Seventh - Musing

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Diary

Today has been a largely quiet day.

Aside from my mother learning of my scuffle with that Siward man and getting all up in arms about it, her trying to push me to be with a man again - Welten this time - and a rather rude individual interrupting our conversation in a most uncouth manner, I have little to write about.

Edhil

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"There is no feeling more comforting and consoling than knowing you are right next to the one you love"

Proposal

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Self Portrait of the Character Sywyn

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Artwork: Drawing
Sywyn's self portrait ((ingame alias, Silrion))

Ammen; For us

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"Dancing with your feet is one thing; but dancing with your heart is another"

Corrak

Corrak Lysander
Race: 
Man
Background: 
Corrak was borne and raised in his family home in Bransward, Bree-Land. His father, like his father before him, was a carpenter and his mother was a barmaid at the local tavern. The young Corrak was destined to be another Lysander carpenter until, at the age of ten while exploring the attic, he discovered an old sword. Corrak excitedly rushed to asked his farther about what he had found.

Journal of Capt Khalis Imieran Pg2

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Diary
The Warband met out upon the road and gathered at a campfire in the Northdowns. Elisbeth has requested the members draw together so she could speak with them about the training of the warband and also confer a special honour upon one of the senior chosen warriors Tzel for his efforts in supporting the Warband. Everyone was of high spirits and a good number managed to make the rendevouz.

(An untidy scribble): Siward's Diary, Entry 1

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Diary

I don't recognise myself anymore, I said, as I lifted the by now familiar and comforting hood from my face, I don't even know why I bother to wear it anymore, simple matter of habit... the fact that when I first came here I'd no wish to be seen or heard of. I don't recognise myself, these black robes, a coil of thin wire tucked away in my cloak, the daggers, the poison, lock-picks... the tools of my trade.

Erkenwerd

Erkenwerd Avadur
Race: 
Man

Eaerthryll

Eaerthryll
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Man
Background: 

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