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Keeping an eye on the borderlands to Imladris relies upon working with some of menkind such as the rangers. Communication is often done through the use of hidden runes and signs left for both parties.
Ruadan arrived late into the township of Bree the smell of the town greeted his nostrels before he even laid eyes upon the brown wooden gate. Once he had exchanged a few words with the gate keeper he slowly rode up to the inn located in the heart of the town the bright light of its interior flooded out to the square in front of the structure.
The air was cool and soft. She could feel the breeze finding its way under the fine leather armour, but it was a comforting gust – the kind from a summer’s evening. Nelnardis sat under one of the many birch trees near Thorenhad, her eyes closed.
Entries written by Silmacálë, both introspective and upon the world around him. A mixture of 'diary' entries, poetry and lyrics, among images and more.
It was his first day there wherein he would walk amongst the gatherings, and truly the only comfort was the music both played and appreciate by those around him, among these people so clearly different from him; who wondered over his quiet nature and distant mannerisms. Yet smiling with grace he went about what he had set out to do, and the meetings of Danel,