Haeneth

Let Me Show You How

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Haeneth, whilst hunting for clues to the disappearances in Dunland, is visited by Agamaran, to share his duty.

Monster

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There was risk, even in darkness. Someone tomorrow would recall seeing a figure outside the cabin late at night. The rain was thick, but the lightning burned enough sky to outline the stranger, lurking long enough to lay a curse on the home. The figure was small enough, ragged enough, someone might make the connection with the huntress who’d climbed into Fréasburg days before.

The Meadhall at Edoras

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Not Orc-Work, Nor Ranger, Nor Rohir

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Pheadra looked at Haeneth, and then turned to head toward the place they had seen. More and more debris was found, and finally what remained, or what had been left of the cart.

Foulness

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Pheadra |The sun was still high by the time the trio had arrived to the area they had wished to scout. Most of the area was open plain dotted with small farms and villages. Those injured in the attack were taken further south to Faldring, but the tracks clearly had led toward where they currently found themselves.

The Chance to Investigate

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Pheadra |The afternoon sun was high, chasing away the last of the morning's chill, and seemed cheerful in contrast to the mood of the town. Leather clad boots kicked up the rain-dampened earth as Pheadra moved up toward the mead hall. Her hood shaded her pale eyes, but it didn't stop her from squinting at the form she saw ahead of her. She lifted her hand in greeting, and when she grew close, she smiled faintly in recognition, as was her usual demeanor.

Tests and Threats

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Barst has his arms folded across his chest as he stares out over the small settlement. His thick cloak rustles slightly in the breeze, whispering into the wind. He eyes one villager to the next, almost as if sizing one up to get into a fight with.

More Than Your Bow

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Barst glances over at Adri, flicking the water from his hands. "It bothering you still?" He asks, heading to grab a tankard and fill it with ale.

Adriwyn shrugs her good shoulder. 'Shot much. Made hurt. Three quivers.'

A Better Father

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It is eighteen years before. Two years have passed since the death of Haeneth’s husband, Desten, and the chaos of events that saw Haeneth and Thorvall exiled from the Mark.

The Remnants Of A Dark Day

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