The day of reckoning had finally come. The journey had been long. The blood of Westernesse had spilt the soil and sons were lost.
The lust for vengeance wrung Thorontir's heart as he led the force he had assembled. A vengeance forged in the blood of his kinsfolk and friends. He wore a second rayed star on his chest, unlike his own not burdened with the years of grime, but with the blood of a young man that lingered in his mind though it had long since been washed away.

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Dwarves' Night Out (Weekly) January 25th, 2021 |
Hûd Eledhrim - Hall of Fire Wednesday (Elven roleplay) January 27th, 2021 |
Dwarven Market (Bi-Weekly) January 28th, 2021 |
Green Dragon Friday (weekly hobbit event) January 29th, 2021 |
Tastaith-i-Aglar, "The Contest of Glory" January 30th, 2021 |
Bree-Town Market February 7th, 2021 |
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