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Dangers in Town

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Story

Ellany returned down the stairs to the kitchen after helping Muirenn up to her room. As the day came to an end, Miss Charlotte had taken up one of the guard's shirts to mend. She squinted down at the small tear and let the firelight guide her needle. When Ellany sat down opposite Miss Charlotte, the elder woman glanced up from her sewing.

The Captain & the Thief - The Game of Telling Fortunes.

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Story

The next time Basaran saw the little thief he’d caught robbing his house, she was arguing with a vendor in Bree, feigning outrage at being accused of theft.  The vendor’s threats rang in her ears, the usual, about cutting her fingers off, mention of The Watch, jail and such.  It was whilst this scolding was taking place and the bread being prised from her hand that she saw the young Captain watching her from the steps of Three Farrows with some amusement.

Miss Charlotte: Observations and Imaginings

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Story

The elder woman sat rocking in her chair by the hearth, not a single dark hair out of place, not even the few greying ones. Her knitting needles worked rhythmically in time with her rocking. Click, click. Click, click.

"So did you stop by the jail and acquaint yourself with the Watchers as your father bid you before he left? You know that if there's any trouble, you go straight to them." Miss Charlotte raised a thin eyebrow, regarding the younger woman across from her.

First Adventures and Companions

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Story

The firelight of the ovens were dwindling as no one was stoking them at this time of night. It had been an hour or two since Muirenn had finished her baking and left for home. With her chin propped in her right hand, Ellany looked dreamily at the quill poised in her left hand. A grin played upon her lips as she thought about how much had changed in the past few days.

At the Sign of the the Prancing Pony

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Screenshot: General screen

A Battered Notebook: 8 Wintring Trewsday

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Yesterday I finished my interview with Seaver, I watched this man nearly break down from the guilt he carries because he could not protect the wo

Change on the Winds

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Story

Ellany bent over, picking a cluster of violets from the ground and pressing them to her nose. Inhaling deeply, she smiled at the scent that had been familiar to her since her childhood. The summer breeze swept by and ruffled the golden waves of her hair. The season was passing and it would not be long before the wind was crisp and nipping at her nose. Ellany was ready for the change.

Report: The Murder of Cirywen

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

A young woman, a Gondorian by birth, was found murdered a few days ago in her own home by her recently returned father Connwear. There is little evideince as the people who found her perhaps may be holding back and that is to be investigated further. Right now, there are a few suspects. 

Seaver - former lover, known for their rocky relationship, his temper and love of drink and bedding many women. He was out of town at the time of her death but there are still reasons to suspect he might have come back

Report: Assault and a strange request

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

Watcher:            Officer Penham Fletwood

Victim:                Donlii Stormforge

Perpetrator:     Unidentified man

Music in the Pony

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A day of playing music in the Prancing Pony.  Much to her surprise, Siofran remembers all the songs her grandfather taught her.

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