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An Unlikely Champion, Part 2, Chapter 3

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Story

The Farmer and the Dwarf


Me grandsons had suffered, or at least that's the word they use when a lass receives most of the attention in a story, through last evenin's bit of Beannaithe's story. They'd be glad to know that two fellas receive most of the attention this evenin'...

A Lyndelby Farmer

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A humble farmer who secretly brews the best ale in the village of Lyndelby.

The scouting party

Following the rumors that spread in the Misty Mountains about Dourhand activity, a scouting party from Durin's Folk moves towards Sarnur for investigation.

Date: 
October 15th, 2025
Time: 
3 PM Server Time
Location: 
Noglond, Vale of Thrain in Ered Luin

Gabilazan rumors

The merchants of the Dwarven caravan travel to Gloin's camp in the Misty Mountains, only to find the garrison there upset by rumors of increased Dourhand activity in Gabilazan.

Date: 
September 11th, 2025
Time: 
3 PM Server Time
Location: 
Gloin's Camp, Misty Mountains

Atgar

Atgar 'Smokehand'
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Dwarf
Background: 

Atgar was born in the Blue Mountains of Ered Luin, among the proud Longbeards who had dwelt there since the fall of Erebor. While his kin turned their skill to mining and smithing, Atgar's heart was drawn to the hearthfire.

He discovered early the craft of cooking, not merely filling bellies, but shaping flavor with fire, smoke, and patience. Atgar became a cook of no small talent, specializing in cured and smoked meats that would endure on the longest roads. Goat, boar, venison, and aurochs all found their way into his smokehouse.

The Struck Artist

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Awestruck

by a little something a little better than what could be achieved…

made by someone else!

 

a strike can turn an artist

into a shrew

with a bandage around its nose, a tear or two,

off to the quieter place,

back home.

 

…and maybe a cookie.

what is she thinking about?

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Whom is she thinking of?

Bree Commons Day (Every Saturday, 3:00 PM)

Bree Commons Day

Each Stersday marks the beginning of the Bree week, when its shops and markets open to the public. “Commons Day”, the Bree-folk call it—though few now recall why. Old wives of Bree say it comes from the tradition of inns opening their common rooms to weary shoppers and workfolk seeking rest or a tall draught of beer after a full Sterday.

Date: 
October 18th, 2025
Time: 
3:00 PM Server Time (Every Saturday!)
Location: 
All across Bree

'At the Sign of the Prancing Pony' (Every Saturday, 3:00 PM)

The smell of pipeweed and the sound of merry laughter drifts from the open door of the Inn of the Prancing Pony. It is a Highday, and like every Highday, Barliman Butterbur has opened his  common room to guests from lands near and far to sample his beer in exchange for coin, conversation, and a promise 'not to go up into thin air, thank you very much!'

This Week's (October 18, 2025) Hook

Ghosts at the Prancing Pony!

Date: 
October 18th, 2025
Time: 
3:00 PM Server Time
Location: 
The Prancing Pony, Bree-town

A Friend Indeed

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Artwork: AI Generated/Influenced

Aivilin lends Kaerun her wisdom through troubled times.

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