Breeland

Raid on Cirith Nûr

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We were worried by recent reports of an orc threat in the north, of an encampment established only a few hours’ ride from Bree, led by an orc known as the Red Reaver. Their proximity to Bree concerned us, so five of us – Myself, Ceolaric, Calebriorn, Finellan and Herfi – Set off, with the intention of discovering more about these orcs, and raiding their camp if possible.

A Desperate Hope.

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This war costs more than lives.

Dieudonnae's actions are far more painful than any wound, and it scares me.  I once thought of her as a friend, and killing a friend is something I will never be able to do.

So, to soar away from the horns of this dilemma I found myself perched on, I decided I needed to speak to her, to see whether any remnant (excuse the pun) of my old friend remained, and to do this, I would have to be arrested.

Homecoming

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It was a quiet, unassuming night as he made his climb up the shrub covered slopes of the hill towards the dark and brooding pine tree forest above and the remains of once grand fortress that stood perched upon the hilltop for many long forgotten years. 
 

A Dwarf, a rock, and a loaf of bread [[ARCHIVED]]

Ale.

Beer.

Drinking.

Dwarves.

A loaf of bread!

 

Come with me, as I write down the strangest of tales, short ones at that! In small segments to ease the reading and to avoid invoking the wrath of boredom!

At Ost Barandor

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Sitting down with his legs hanging from the edge of the ancient lookout,the Ranger looked down below at the magnificent landscape.

"I understand now why we are sworn to wander restlessly",he said,before taking a swig of brandy from his waterskin.

The Shire Oak Inn

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Night Watchman Popski arrives to help folk back to their homes

The Shire Oak Inn

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The evening started with drinks on the house

The Shire Oak Inn

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In an unassuming corner of the village of Ewall there is a small community of Hobbits. Like the Hobbits of the Shire they keep themselves to themselves and try to avoid any fuss or unrest and like the Hobbits of the Shire they also enjoy music, dancing, gossip, good food and ale and the company of other Hobbits.

 

A late night correspondence

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Naima was busy sweeping the doorstep when she spotted a very young Hobbit clamber over the garden wall from the lane and come running up the garden path. 

“Good Evening Miss” said Naima

The young Hobbit did not say anything

“Can I help you?” asked Naima

Again the Hobbit said nothing but smiled and held out an envelope.

Naima looked down and took the envelope.

“Thank….” Naima started to say but the Hobbit was already down the garden path and jumping over the wall into the lane.

A Mysterious Letter

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Popski was just shutting the Brightdown Gate for the night when a young Hobbit lass came running up, and without saying a word, shoved a small envelope into his hands. Popski looked down at the letter but by the time he had looked up to thank the lass she had already disappeared from view.

Popski lit a few candles when he got back to his burrow and opened the letter.

 

Dear Master Mudbottom

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