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Silwë

A Black Leather-bound Journal

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A personal journal containing the personal notes, writings, and art of the Jewelsmith Silwë.

Lost at Sea

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

I loathe sea travel — I have only rarely willingly set foot on a ship since I stepped from our ill-gotten fleet and passed into Beleriand with my brethren many long ages ago. Every time I must, I hope never to do so again until a ship comes that will willingly bear me to Valinor. 

Under the Willows

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

I was born in Menegroth, but spirited away before the violence brought it down. I came of age in Arvernien, but after my sister wed, my father and I were alone. Mother would not leave her family home, in Harlindon, so we took to the road north, to find what awaited us.

Wedding Day

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

In the late days of the First Age, Ainurél of Doriath, a broidress and weaver, was wed to Silwë of Valinor, a commander of the Noldorin military, and reputedly a master jewelsmith. This choice was unpopular m, and they were wed in solitude, speaking their vows to each other and the Valar on the sandy shore of the Gulf of Lhûn. 

Source: 
I Ainurel am the artist

Happy Holidays, Laurelin!

What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

Soon Enough

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

“Have you any duties in the valley, my lady?” 

I Believe

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

In the pages of a leather bound journal full of technical schematics and rambling thoughts, there is a charcoal and ochre sketch of an much younger Silwë gazing into the eyes of a joyful, fair haired elleth. She beams up at him in return, and on the facing page, poetry or musical lyrics copied carefully and deliberately, marred by water—a few errant tears. 

I am able to talk now
Been fighting the pain
Have mentally been to the gutter
But I'm back again
Got my sanity back, my heart remains broken

Source: 
Image: I, Silwë, am the original artist. Lyrics/Music: “I Believe” was written by Beborn Beton

Kinslayer Corner aka the Fëanáro Curufinwë Memorial Wine Table

What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: Event screen

A Familiar

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Artwork: Painting

Silwë, then a journeyman jewelsmith, and his feline companion, Airwë, in Tirion, during the Years of the Trees.

Source: 
I, Silwe, am the artist.

The Unrest and the Thinning Veil

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

He had sat by the fire in Vrinduhal listening to the dwarven merchants chatter, sipping tea as the unending snow fell from a sky the colour of steel, the wind sighing against frozen trees as chatter turned to quiet while Silwe continuted to gaze unspeaking into the mesmerizing glow of the campfire, seeking calm, seeking respite.

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