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Music and Cheer in the Mad Boar

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Screenshot: General screen

Aerenhil the Bold - Tale of Rohan - Part One

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Conceptual

OOC Note: This is simply a tale Ellynore speaks of, whether it is mythology in Rohan or simply of her own creation is difficult to tell.

Théodrun (Normal attire/Battle)

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Artwork: Artscreen

Théodrun in his normal attire, and his battle armor.

Bard of Bree

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Artwork: Drawing

((Ended up sorting a handful of things that bugged me about it, so reuploaded (sorry!) ))

 

Ameren the bard wearing her usual outfit while loitering in the Pony.

 

Plumed Hat

Finest hat in Bree!

+2 Awesome

 

Colourful Jacket

Makes you easy to spot in a crowd.

Source: 
Me, Photoshop, tablet.

The Book Of Garmorn, Part One, Book One, Chapter Three - On laughing [[ARCHIVED]]

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Official Document

Chapter Three: On laughing

 

And so, Harkmorn's bodyguard unit, as one, were mentioned. Their size, larger than Harkmorn's, their weaponry, far superior when noted that Harkmorn was prohibited from carrying any form of harmful object - be it a pen, or an axe, and their mentality, greater... For Harkmorn's past "wisdom" had been lost to his insanity, as noted in previous writings.

 

Calling of The West

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Story

Calling of The West

 

Note: This song can be played in-game with the song that goes with The Lay of Luthien and Beren, which in turn, inspired me to create this. Nine stanzas, eight lines each, all with eight syllables. If you have heard Aegardhros play it in-game, you may share it elsewhere, freely.

 

Dance of the Men of Bree ~ Song

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Official Document

~*~ Taken from Laiwyn's book of melodies ~*~

 

I sat in the Pony with my quill in hand,
Watching the stage which upon a band did stand,
When I could take no more of the disheartening song,
The men of Bree did arrive in a throng,

So dance the dance of the men of Bree,
Laughter and joyous revelry as far as the eye can see,
Raise your mead in the air and sing with your voice so fair,
Dark thoughts and worries - you need not care!

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