Xanderian

Smoke

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Like smoke she marks the passage, from fire into flame.

Like smoke she charts the damage, as madness waxes sane.

Like smoke she asks the questions, from darkness into light.

Like smoke she draws attention, as daybreak turns to night.

Cloaked in mystery, bathed in rage, tempered by terror, tested by pain.

 

I trust her yet she trusts not herself.

I know her yet she knows not herself.

We stand back and back....

and through her smoke, we are fire.

Captain

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Torn, trapped, conflicted. 

When will she find war?

For every command, a question.

For every alarm, a pause.

For every advance, a failure.

For every effect, a cause.

Standing shoulder to shoulder, she forms the line again.

Wishing there was another, to lead the hopes of men.

 

Where shall she know peace?

Elfward Maid

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Wind at her back, face to the storm, she rides.

Never pausing, always sure.

Never suspect, always pure.

Her comedy born of blood, her tragedy born of peace.

Born to stand alone, grown to rest together.

 

She is both the wind and the storm.

And where she rides, we ride together.

Fire and Ice

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Eduwiges All Grown Up

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Back to School

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Eduwiges, Beginnings

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

When I awoke in the Rusty Barge, tucked away in a corner no one could see. My head rang like the hammers of Dain’s smithy under the mountain. My eyes were gummed together and my mouth tasted of sawdust and grog. As strange taverns go this one wasn’t so bad, well, not as bad as some others I have woken in. Although the body by the front door and the blood on the bar left something to be desired but the tavern itself was homelike and warm, then I remembered.

Yesterday's Rest

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

(These events take place after The Linhir Ripper - Part 11 and The Linhir Ripper - Silver Dreams...Xan's Humble Chronicler)

The ride in haste up the coast of Belfalas had already been long and exhausting for both Xanderian and Calidis, responding to the urgent summons of Rian’s sister Xanderlif to join the rest of the company in Linhir.

Picnic in Angmar

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Underground

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