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On to Lin Gilliath: Part Two

Submitted by Danel on May 5th, 2025
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We parted with the Hobbits on Kingsfell around midday, them taking the faint and infrequently used path to Trestlebridge, Bree Town and then their home. We bid them a rather fond ‘farewell’, being a little concerned for their safety, but also knowing they were far from incapable. They were a tough and hardy folk at need. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

On to Lin Gilliath: Part One

Submitted by Danel on May 5th, 2025
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I must have fallen asleep, resting back against Estarfin. No bumping of armour against armour this time, as I was clad in flimsy southern garb, but with his thick cloak wrapped round me. It was comfortable for me, more so than anywhere else I had been for several weeks. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

The Road is behind, and Home ahead.

Submitted by Lithea on April 21st, 2025
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We rode with them Elves as far as the North Downs. Them took a turnin’ ter what they said was an Elven Haven. A place where the Lady could get a horse and some more suitable clothes. Not that I thought she or Lord Estarfin minded riding together, but the poor horse likely had a long journey ahead, an’ would do better with just one rider. Norlomë was her name. I liked her, even though she be very tall. Henepa liked her too. 

 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

The Rescue: Part Two

Submitted by Danel on April 8th, 2025
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“I can tell ‘em about it, if yer like Lady?” Gaisarix moved closer to me. He was still quite shaky on his legs, and his hair and clothing seemed a touch singed, but he didn’t seem as weak as I was. He had had a rough time as a captive himself, and from watching how others, particularly Henepa, had been treated. But he was of sturdy stock, and wanted to help if he could. 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

The Rescue: Part One

Submitted by Danel on March 31st, 2025
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I reached out, even though what was left to me of clear thought told me he could not be there. Caranthir was long since in the Halls of Mandos. But something about ‘seeing’ him stoked up my spirit. Would he have ever given in, that cousin of mine? 

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No Return to Cuivienan?

Catching Up

Submitted by Lithea on March 22nd, 2025
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This Angmar place was not growing on me one bit. Covering me in dust, yes, and making me cough and sneeze like I really didn’t want to. I didn’t like it. Any of it. Oh, how I longed fer me own bed, be that in me Ma an Pa’s house in Glenwood, in me burrow near Michel Delving, or me new room at The Bent Elbow. A proper bed, with pillows and blankets and a fluffy down cover. Ah, that be the life. 

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Shire Strollers
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No Return to Cuivienan?

Destroyed by Fire

Submitted by Lithea on February 22nd, 2025
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The path was not a helpful one. It wound on fer some half an hour's riding, then came out by a village on another side turn, only that one was burned ter the ground. There be a few places where flames were still red and gold, but mostly there be a greenish purple red haze. It smelt bad, like a lot of places in Angmar. Almost all of the familiar looking buildings had been reduced to black ash. 

"Poison air?" asked Lithea, turning her mare, Honey away from the opening.

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
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No Return to Cuivienan?

It's Not The Shire!

Submitted by Lithea on February 18th, 2025
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"I don't like wolves." Lithea Glenwood. 

 

 

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Shire Strollers
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No Return to Cuivienan?

Following the Trail

Submitted by Lithea on February 17th, 2025
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It had been an increasingly dark journey, as the Ranger at the High King's crossing had warned. Harsh land, and a constant sense of dread..of being watched from afar, and sometimes from less afar. Lithea and Tolbold had sung a few songs like they would in any Shire Inn, and told each other a few tales. Anything to bring to mind the fair lanes and fields of home. They had rarely lit any fires, their cloaks sufficing in keeping them warm as they headed East. 

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Shire Strollers
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No Return to Cuivienan?

At The High King's Bridge

Submitted by Lithea on December 13th, 2024
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They crossed the huge bridge, saying 'Farewell' to all the lands either of them had known. The far side was a mystery. They had both heard a few tales of the lands of the grave robbers, Evendim was not a very wholesome place. Yet the strange Ranger folk kept watch. Neither of them needed telling that though sometimes harsh, those Rangers wanted the best for folk.

Kinship/Band link: 
Shire Strollers
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No Return to Cuivienan?

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