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Carn Dum

An Unlikely Champion, Part 6, Chapter 5

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Gnaw Eve


Once again I continued me tale of the adventures of the champion of the Aes Sídhe, Beannaithe, daughter of Aengus...

'You may recall that Beannaithe and the mysterious Ranger Captain defeated the Blackwatch.'

Beannaithe and the Ranger Captain

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"Young miss, you are arrayed as an Elf," the Captain observed, "and you fight with the ferocity of a Dwarf."

Beannaithe smiled to hear that.

"Yet you have the stature of a Halfling. Which of these are you?"

An Unlikely Champion, Part 6, Chapter 4

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Díoghail! (Revenge!)


I began my evenin' story tellin' where I'd left off previously...

Battle in the Red Halls

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Beannaithe and the mysterious Ranger Captain battle the wraith called Blackwatch in the throne room of the Red Halls.

An Unlikely Champion, Part 6, Chapter 3

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Assault on the Red Halls


After supper I continued me story about the wee lass turned Champion of the Aes Sídhe...

Gates to the Red Halls

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The gates to the chief fortress in the Iron-land

Carn Dum

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Carn Dum

Standing Watch at Carn Dum

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Protecting the camp at Carn Dum.

The Rain at Carn Dum

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Into the Depths

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“Wrath and vengeance, grudge and strife, we march into the afterlife! Rhump-rhump-rhump...” 
“Could you stop that, Gurnisson?” 
“Stop that? Baah, nonsense, Azul-Kang! The Speech of Borri Stonehand is a fine tale to kill foulskins to!” Dalbran shook his head, his beard swaying on long, gentle strokes.  

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