[[Ecladhreth]]

Thoughts and Sketches

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Clay sits next to the stairs, sketching silently while the inn bustles around him. People chat, drink, and eat as he continues to sketch. A huff from the dog laying next to him gets him to move a bit to pet her before he picks up his charcoal again and continues on the sketch. His eyes lift to the patrons as he did so, looking for familiar face both good and bad but aside from Ces there are none that catch his eye. He blows a breath up to push some hair out of his eyes as he continues to work and watch.

The Trouble Maker

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Artwork: Drawing

The woman chases the foal that had grabbed her scarf, "Bring that back!" She shouts as she runs after him, skirt in hand. The ranger who was supposed to be watching the creature wasn't far behind. The foal bucks and bounces before shaking it around, the poor yellow fabric becoming stained with mud and grass. Clay would be hearing about this once the foal was returned to him.

Source: 
Ecladhreth (VBD or VampiricDarkBat on Deviant Art)

Berry Returned

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Artwork: Drawing

The ranger laughed as he walked the horse through the group of children in the camp who had helped groom her and put flowers in her hair. "She has to go home now. A lad has missed her very much I am sure and she has missed him." A few 'awws' in disappointment rang out before someone caught all of the little ones' attention. They all rushed over leaving the ranger to walk the mare, her foal, and a black wolf-dog into Bree. "I am sure he will be excited to see you all back safe and well cared for." Berry snorts and nudges the man's shoulder.

Source: 
Ecladhreth (VBD or VampiricDarkBat on Deviant Art)

Home at Last...

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Clay was glad for the familiar weight of a journal on his lap. His fingers trace over the soft leather pulled over wood that was the cover. His last had been full of notes...of conversations, memories, and thoughts.  His eyes water at the thought of the art that had been lost. He looks up and takes a couple of deep breaths while blinking quickly to keep from crying. It could be redone. It could be redone and rebuilt. It felt like an impossible task though, to challenging and ..and....he needed to stop.

A Young Healer With Pansy Filled Pockets

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Clay's adventures through Bree. Some are his journal entries, others are stories from his point of view. He is forever finding something interesting or getting into trouble along with his two horses, dog, and his many friends who show up in his many tales. 

Eclad's Sketch of Ashnell

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Artwork: Drawing

Ecald's sketch of Ashnell kept on a loose paper tucked in his journal.

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Ecladhreth

Eclad's Journal

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This a collection of writings and drawings from Ecladhreth 's journal. 

A Letter of Truths and Half Truths

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Mother,
 I know it has been a long time since I have written to you. Forgive me that. I have been with a collection of friends. I admit the trouble I have gotten into with them would make you give the sour face you had any time you caught me playing jests on the men of the camp. I will not go into detail for now. In a later letter to you I will write about all the trouble I have found myself in. I hope to have you meet Sir Maddoct, Sir Ramsay and, Sir Ashnell if you ever find a way to visit. You would enjoy their company greatly.

Eclad's sketch of Berry

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Artwork: Drawing

A simple sketch of Berry done by Ecladhreth with charcoal and dried loose clay on some parchment given to him. 

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Ecladhreth

First Time in a Long Time

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            Ashnell had not considered of having another person to look after. Not after the time that he had lost his lover. It was all thanks to his profession as a specialist with a bow and barbed arrows, his profession as an assassin. Throughout his life ever since he was sixteen, his life had been molded with that.

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