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Suntide's Glory

Submitted by Daerundros on May 4th, 2012
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"I used to brush my sister's hair when she was still a little child." Daerundros said soothingly as she tugged gently against the mess that was Ariagne's hair. It was a fair-clad gloomy night, a lantern seated beside Daerundros to give her illumination as she battled with the tangled bush of Ariagne's untidy and unkempt hair.
"I though' Elves were immor'al?" Ariagne's voice piped up in the dark. Daerundros smiled to herself as she took a small section of Ariagne's hair and began weaving it into a delicate braid.

Lommy the 'Lummocks'

Submitted by Lommy on March 6th, 2012
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A hit of luck?

Submitted by Beorwynn on March 3rd, 2012
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Another day in the Pracing Pony, standing near the door and peering around like always. Not this time. A tall and muscular man enters the inn and locks his gaze on me. It's my opportunity, he walks towards me and we enstablish a conversation. Something wrong is going on, something is amiss here but I keep calm, I keep speaking to him, not a very long conversation and not much words required for it, all I know his name is Finn,... Finn. We head to the backrooms for a while and after a short period of time, I get very well paid. A gold coin!

Fintel

Submitted by Beorwynn on March 3rd, 2012
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The inn of many faces

Submitted by Beorwynn on February 4th, 2012
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Eodarl on his proud horse Tûrloch

Submitted by Eodarl on December 8th, 2011
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Eodarl Eothaine, third son of Theogard, sitting proud and strong upon his faithfull horse, Tûrlӧch, on a grassy hill, somewhere in the north parts of Bree-land. His cloak waves in the gentle breeze and the sun reflects his power and faith!

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Bane of the White Hand

Hammer and the Anvil - The Messenger Arrives

Submitted by Seraile on December 5th, 2011
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Seraile was sat in his comfortable cushioned leather armchair, in front of the roaring fire in the fireplace so big it could hold ten men. His estate, the location of which he gave no one but his closest friends and most trusted men was warm the cold night, he was the only one in, till the captain in charge of the current watch on duty around the fence warned him of an arrival.

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Defiant Daggers

Fog and Shade

Submitted by Zephuros on October 3rd, 2011
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No matter how many times I go through, the Old Forest still proves a haunting place.  This particular spot is amonst its creepiest.

Scenes from the Past - The Men of Bree

Submitted by Daerundros on July 18th, 2011
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((OOC: Hello everyone, today I bring you something some people have been asking about: The traumatizing experience from Bree, which made Daerundros hate it. Enjoy my 50th Story!! ^^ YAY!!!))

New Years Ball

Submitted by Bethlan on January 19th, 2011
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Many flock to the New Years Ball, hosted by Fyxe.

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