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Isilorbor The Defient

Submitted by Isilorbor on August 11th, 2009
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Even in the face of death, Isilorbor fights!

The Defenders Facing all odds

Submitted by Isilorbor on August 11th, 2009
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No matter what we face No matter where we face it No matter how few we are We fight!
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The Defenders of The Free People

Calavel

Calavel
Race: 
Man

Cloves' Diary - Eighteenth of Wedmath

Submitted by Cloves on August 11th, 2009
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I finally managed to scrape enough together to get my little pony, Barrel, back from the stables at the Horsefields. Yay! She's fine and as happy and fat-bellied as ever.

Cloves and Barrel

Another evening at the Dwarves tonight. Travelling is so much nicer when you have your own pony! Looking forward to practising with the girls and some more dwarf beer...

Barrel

Submitted by Cloves on August 11th, 2009
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Cloves bought a Bree-Pony, a stout Hobbit-breed named "Barrel".

Irrianiya

Irrianiya Valastimia
Race: 
Man

The Way Through The Helcaraxë

Submitted by Curundir on August 11th, 2009
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Poetry

Helcaraxë - The realm of eternal ice
Snowfall and darkness descends upon the vales of time
Distant caress of the sun's fading light
The lands were painted white with the Winter's might
I see a golden light shining far away behind us
I can't tell if I'll make the journey back there someday

Too much, too young

Submitted by Steora on August 11th, 2009
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woke up this mornin'... eorl's tits, but I was feelin' bad. Can't remember how I ended up in that good room in the Pony... that man must have helped. Don' think he gave me his name. He paid fer the room though, Butterburr said. heh. Free room! At least i had all m' clothes on ... lost my boot though. Later i found it, next to the jakes. Lookin' at the wine bottle by the bed i reckon that had summat to do with it.

The Diary of Gleorwyn - A farewell to Myrhoa

Submitted by Gleorwyn on August 11th, 2009
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Myrhoa.

Myrhoa has served me for the last three winters, in that time, she has carried me over many lengths and stretches…her manner though in retrospect was not too dissimilar to mine. Fear is something not many would admit to.

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Riders of the Riddermark

Curundir

Curundir Indómel
Race: 
Elf

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