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[IX] A Hint of Adventure

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A routine of sorts had started to develop. Research and continue the cataloging Danel's extensive collection of papers followed by an evening walk along the river up to the falls. The sound of the rushing water was a comfort and relaxation, very much an antidote to the many ills of the time.

A long overdue quarrel

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Régnwald opened his eyes after what seemed like winters to him. A grim, worried expression growing in his lined features as he turned to gaze upon the maiden. What has she said, he thought. A hand finding the moisted rag embracing his chest, and he once attempted to study his wound, a deep sigh of pain following, which would mayhap be enough for Faerhild to wake up if she had not.

The Scent of Blood

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Perhaps, the Arrow lord reflected, as a hard gust of wind hit his back with enough force to make the sure-footed elf stumble, I should have lingered in the keep.

The Night Watch

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Dolthafaer stood still and straight at his post, keen eyes moving restlessly over the view before him – snow, for the most part, broken only by the pathetic silhouettes of tall spindly trees and ancient hunks of rock.  The camp was silent below him, save for a few moving carefully amongst the sleeping company. 

It was a quiet watch. 

Peaceful. 

A letter to the leaders of the Warband of Imladris

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  To the Lady Elisbeth of the Warband, and the Lord Khalis - Greetings.

  Need has called me away from the vale for the time being; I apologise.
  I hope your patrol could continue in my absence as planned, and the vale continues to be safe under your watch.
  As for this, I am sending this letter together with three of my trusted friends of the Free Peoples. You may have met some of them before, in Imladris or in their own homelands.

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