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Sharpe

Sharpe
Status: 
Active
Race: 
Man
Kinship Link: 
Drefan Faran
Background: 

Born in Beggar’s Alley, Sharpe has never known a life beyond the stink of poverty and the struggle to survive. His mother, lost to drink, died when he was but eight years old, leaving him with three younger brothers to fend for.

The wild times in Umbar (part 1; intro)

Submitted by Aevwyn on August 22nd, 2025
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The corsair ship rocks from side to side, carried around by the waves all while being pushed ever forward by the strong winds in its sail. The corsairs on it however, all too familiar to the movements of the sea. They had little to no issue walking all over the place as if it was on dry land. “Check on our new catch!” The captain of the ship yells out. They are halfway to Umbar, returning from a successful raid along the southern Gondor coast.

The White Company’s Snare

Submitted by Deorla on August 22nd, 2025
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The lands of Anórien stretched before Deorla like a tapestry of shifting hues. Beyond the waterfalls and borders, the countryside was dotted with half-abandoned farms, their fields thin and tired from years of war. Gondor was healing, but the scars were deep, and such scars could be used.

Chronicle link: 
Chronicle: Herald of the Unseen War
Chronicle: Company of the East Road

Out of the Marsh: Part Two

Submitted by Danel on August 21st, 2025
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“To the sward, and to warmth and life.”

I had a vision of both Parnard and Estarfin racing for blankets, making a fire and sitting as close to it as they could without catching alight. The bitter cold was now pushing them beyond reasoned actions. But it was a foolish thought. None of us would be running anywhere. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Tazakr the Shadow man

Submitted by Tazakr on August 21st, 2025
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A Corsair by trade, a murderer by inclination. 

Chronicle link: 
The Annals of the Black Kings

Good Friends

Submitted by Lithea on August 21st, 2025
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We went ter stable the horses, an Guy an I walked a bit ahead, because Tolbold was doing that letting Henepa climb down him from his pony. We would be the first in the Inn, an welcome though we would be, we knew it was Henepa they wanted ter see. Henepa, alive and well, and then normality back with all the meals. 

But all four of us had become friends on that journey. Good friends I hoped. I was glad ter see Guy didn't seem too broken hearted over Henepa an Tolbold. He was a good sort. I couldn't wait ter tell Sarno all about everything.

 

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Home at Last

Submitted by Lithea on August 21st, 2025
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Home! I had never before felt so glad ter see it. Even though I had only been at The Bent Elbow for a short time before Tolbold and I had set off to find the others, it was home. Tired was not half of it, we were all shattered beyond belief, an all I could think of was a nice bath, dinner, supper and bed. I am sure the others felt the same. What a journey we had been on, us and them Elves, but all was well now. Them bad men were no more, and we could live in peace. Or so we all hoped. 

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Tollu at the Door

Submitted by Tollu on August 21st, 2025
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Tollu had been having a solitary half in the Bent Elbow. He still had lots to think about, not the least what he was going to do about Murdo, when he heard a sudden cheer and several voices raised from outside. A few paetrons turned their heads, but most thought any good news would doon gravitate to the Inn, so they would know all about it.

But for Tollu it was like the knell of a bell. Good news, oh to be sure, but he had so much explaining to do. 

He hesitated.

"Tolbold, is it really you?"

"Henepa, we have all missed you"

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Faethurin and Feveren in the Spring of Childhood

Submitted by Feveren on August 20th, 2025
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Artwork: AI Generated/Influenced

"The two boys were birthed one after the other, only a day apart, and as they grew they became as brothers and great love was there between them."

- Mithlond Memory.

The First Account - Inevitability

Submitted by Drevorin on August 20th, 2025
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Many years ago, in the wilds of Enedwaith, I was tracking two known thieves by the name of Adaryn and Jairyth, old adversaries of mine whom I was never overly fond.

Kinship/Band link: 
Drefan Faran
Chronicle link: 
Reemergence of the Shadow

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