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Guarding sublime beauty

Submitted by Raolor on October 27th, 2015
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Screenshot: General screen

 

After Thendryt's unexpected visit, Ráolor began spending most of his free time next to his precious statue, yet unfinished. Apart from working many hours every day, he would just stand in front of it, motionless, eyeing the surroundings of Imlad Gelair, as if he was expecting Thendryt to suddenly attack from the shadows.

Chronicle link: 
I Tínendirn

Suppression & Acceptation: The Named Nameless

Submitted by Morsarch on August 27th, 2015
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual
Thou art an abomination!
Thou possesses the art of misery.
There is no good in thine heart. 
Thou art an inhaler of mirth.
 
Chronicle link: 
His Fell Mind

[[ARCHIVED]] The lives of the Frithdalian lords

Submitted by Garmorn on August 1st, 2015
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IC: Gorogisil, OOC: Garmorn, Published By: Not yet published, Kept by: House Valantris

Written by Gorogosil, a Dwarf whom has recently found himself in the service of the scholar and herbalist, Rukhmorn, this book consists of several essays - specifically on the lives of the Frithdalian lords.
 

Changes of Fate

Submitted by Aemalia on June 25th, 2015
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Story

Twilight twisted the tall trees of Chetwood, turning them into terrifying sentinels. Each tree was gnarled by time, the elements hacking at them, turning them into beacons to be feared and respected with awesome grandeur. Evening shadows played over them with a pervading stillness, encompassing the trees with further darkness, each tree overshadowed by his neighbours. No sound could be heard; as though the encroaching night time darkness was whisking away all sounds of life and wind; leaving nothing but an orchestra of silence.

The Odd Voice

Submitted by Talgoy on February 8th, 2015
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Story

—What do you see, Talgoy? —An odd voice speaks. Its voice doesn’t seems human, being too deep and with a raspy voice. After some seconds, Talgoy responds with a laconic voice.

 

Kinship/Band link: 
The Fateless Wanderers
Chronicle link: 
Talgoy's Dreams

Journal of a travel: Day 7.

Submitted by Ostergo on June 9th, 2014
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

*The entry is two pages long. The first one have a sketch of a woman with big eyes and small lips on the right bottom of the page.The letter of the text is messy and written quickly*​

Kinship/Band link: 
The Bloody Dawn
Chronicle link: 
My Own Whisper: Journal of Ostergo

Nightmare

Submitted by Aellwenn on May 18th, 2014
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Artwork: Artscreen

((Not my work, all credit goes to the creator))

 

Lady Aellwenn, wakes up screaming alone in her room at the prancying pony, after a horrible nightmare.  Darkness... crashing waves and a colorless figure which seemed to be her.

A disturbed mind.

Source: 
http://www.deviantart.com/art/Fantasy-44502188

Tears of a quiet beauty

Submitted by Thalnil on March 25th, 2014
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Artwork: Artscreen

Lady Thalnil lost in what could have been.

Source: 
http://www.dolldivine.com

In the Midst of a strange dream

Submitted by Thalnil on January 3rd, 2014
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Screenshot: Event screen

The fate of Middle Earth, lies in the hands of mankind.  The Lady Thalnil, has a strange dream before arriving to Bree, in the village of Archet.

The Beginning of Fear...

Submitted by Sefa on June 29th, 2013
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Sefa opened her eyes and allowed a crooked grin to cover her face as the single most important thought in her life so far popped into her head - "I'm ten today!" The realisation made her buzz with excitement, although she casually pressed herself deeper into her feather mattress, absorbing the warmth and comfort as the chill November air played around the cold room.

Chronicle link: 
Sefa's Story

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