Celossiel

Across Arda, Early Third Age

Author: 
Both Arvanneth and Celossiel, as this is a collaborative piece.

A collaborative piece between myself and Celossiel, which covers the beginning of their acquaintanceship, the blossoming of friendship, and their journey across Arda at the beginning of the Third Age. 

Wind of the Nenuial

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

The winds snapped and billowed around the small camp, causing the Northling to pull the furs up further across his head and body shortly before a boot softly nudged into his thigh followed by a amused voice. "Breakfast is ready, runt."  The man sat down beside him, placing a plate infront of Ioranir who simply replied with a growl.

Tearing Me Asunder

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

this story is a pure allegory for what Amathlan fears he will become. view Pride's POV here. view Patience's POV here.

Star Light

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

I stare down at the ring on my finger. Unlike the traditions of Men, we bear our rings on our right index finger. This is the one time I am grateful that I bear arms with my left hand; there is less of a chance of me losing the ring whilst swinging a sword. (Though it is not as if I plan to bear arms again anytime soon). 

From: Celossiel, To: Ithilwë; Small box with a note.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

 

 

 

A small blue velvet box has been left on the polished table along with a hastily scrawled note. The note is contained below.

 

 

 

 


 

Correspondence of Celossiel

Author: 

This Chronicle is a collection of IC correspondence sent or received by Celossiel.

Third Age Diary: Massacre in Forochel

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

 

Warning: Could be slightly graphic for some. 

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Our scouting mission through the Lone Lands has now become more than I every could have imagined. We have been on the road for weeks. Sir Ioranir has been on his own mission, to find those that raised him. As for Amathlan, he was to learn of those who we were tracking, the Sons of Burzum. These two missions have carried us all the way from Bree, to Evendim. But now we rest in a village, far to the north of Forochel.

The Bands That Bind

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Some time after the return from Forochel; Imladris, Third Age.

What Came Next

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

With Ithilwe's head against my shoulder, the rest of the evening is spent silently pondering what is to come next. 

Star-Crossed

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Foolhardy. 

Drunk. 

Insane. 

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