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Notable Buildings of the Valley of Combe

Submitted by Martis on November 18th, 2012
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Official Document

Notable Buildings of the Valley of Combe

as writ by Barton Tanner, Scholar of Combe, and Builder Earur of Combe, T.A. 3014

 

News/Event link: 
Comb and Wattle Sundays
Chronicle link: 
Chronicles of the Valley of Combe

Notable Persons of the Valley of Combe

Submitted by Martis on November 17th, 2012
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

 

Notable Persons of the Valley of Combe

As writ by Barton Tanner, Scholar of Combe, T.A. 3018

 

((This is intended as a reference for RP in Combe, noting NPCs and where they might stand. This is not necessarily true, simply some suggestion as to further RP and immersion.))

News/Event link: 
Comb and Wattle Sundays
Chronicle link: 
Chronicles of the Valley of Combe

Chronicles of the Valley of Combe

Submitted by Martis on November 17th, 2012
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Author: 
Writ by Barton Tanner of Combe, chronicling important events in the valley of Combe. ((OOCly authored by Martis))

The chronicles of Combe, as kept by the Mensfolk of the valley, and by others who have been. Herein are detailed all things pertaining to the Valley, such as notable persons, places of note, and important happenings.

Scenes from the Past - The Men of Bree

Submitted by Daerundros on July 18th, 2011
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Story

((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!!!))

Strange as news from Bree

Submitted by Amlarad on July 6th, 2010
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Diary

A hundred roofs and chimneys, highlighted by the rising moon ensnare my eyes as the west-gate locks behind me. The road ahead becomes strangely compelling, climbing eastwards through the town, leading my eyes to the looming Menelvagor glittering in the night sky, guarding ceaselessly over the homes of these men. The rustic air is strong here as I wander up the paved street and processions of creaking wood and sharp snaps follow my strides from the many window shutters eitherside. The Swordsman becomes my only companion along this lonely road.

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