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Gwiberksarn Family Tree, Generation Of Irad II

Submitted by Irad on January 11th, 2013
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Official Document

This document can be found within Advil Gwiberskarn's possession.

The known Gwiberskarn family-tree, following direct descent of the Patriarchs and Matriarchs, to the generation of Irad Gwiberskarn II, sixth Patriarch.

Underneath the first line is Irad's sketch of the family crest, two diamonds crossed at different angles in orange with a black outline, with the head of a Gwiber of Enedwaith drawn in the centre.

[Irad I, Patriarch, Irad Brenin]---------[Asil I]

The last thing

Submitted by Threland on October 21st, 2012
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Artwork: Drawing

The last thing one will ever see, should they mess with Jazilin. Really, don't try it.

Visiting a Wormhole - Departure

Submitted by Garethred on October 11th, 2012
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“Let’s get you out of here.”

Visiting a Wormhole - Friends and Contacts

Submitted by Garethred on October 8th, 2012
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Forging Alliances

Submitted by Morgang on September 14th, 2012
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Diary

 

The End of the Beginning?

Submitted by Garethred on September 12th, 2012
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A Hunter and a Wanderer

Submitted by Alazarn on August 27th, 2012
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Alazarn pulled his hood low over his face. It was getting late near the Prancing Pony, but, as always, people surrounded the fountain with music and laughter. Too loud, too annoying, too... different. His jacket was pulled close around his body, his cloak flying freely. His spear, Menardi, was leaned against the cobblestone wall that he was also leaned against. His cold eyes surveyed everything. Suddenly, he noticed a figure next to him. The figure had been so quiet that they had walked up and leaned on the opposite wall... without him hearing a sound.

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