The Bree-town watch

To Combe

Submitted by Mortermon on February 11th, 2021
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The investigation of a triple homicide leads Mortermon to the lumber village of Combe. It seemed that one of the victims worked in the lumber yard and (hopefully) left behind his wife, Elaina Forlane. Hopefully he would be able to gather some information about the other two while he was there as well.

Threats From Within, Threats From Without

Submitted by Mortermon on February 10th, 2021
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Threats from within, threats from without.

Constable Bericoft Fairburn, Watcher Essebrin, and Mortermon are called to the scene of a particularly grizzly crime. Three men dead, found strung up by a clothing line in Beggar's Alley. One killed by a slash to the throat, one by poison, and one by a clean decapitation. 

What's Next?

Submitted by Mortermon on February 10th, 2021
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A moment of calm. Between the books he has poured over in the past few nights, Mortermon finds a time to simply think things over.

Scholar's Hall

Submitted by Mortermon on February 10th, 2021
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Mortermon takes a visit to the Scholar's Hall in Bree-town to do some research Angmar. Perhaps something within these pages will help them against the looming threat.

The Man in Red

Submitted by Mortermon on February 10th, 2021
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It was a perfectly normal night. After having turned in his report of his scouting mission to Constable Bericoft Fairburn, Mortermon made his way to the Prancing Pony for a drink. But then he saw them. Those eyes...

The Pit.

Submitted by Tylan on April 11th, 2014
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Both men and women meeting at the pit for some good old hand to hand combat.

With the rules laid out, the bets placed and the ale poured, tis' a good evening of entertainment.

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Bound by Ale and Coin

The woods gone rotten....

Submitted by Lucaras on August 13th, 2013
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*Lucaras sits in his daughters house, a decent little home outside the hedge, on a crooked chair by the hearth...*

"Well Luca... Here ye' are... on a crooked chair, with crooked knees... a crooked back, and a whole collection of crooked teeth...." He thought to himself...

Coot's Memoir One, Welcome... the Bree....

Submitted by Lucaras on August 9th, 2013
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(This is simply the thoughts of Lucaras, its a little random, it may confuse you, but this will simply give you an insight to his mind.)

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Memoirs of an old Fart.

Memoirs of an old Fart.

Submitted by Lucaras on August 9th, 2013
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This is the thoughts of a certain Bree town watcher, A man who was once a merry lad in Bree, but after a life of adventures has returned to his home to see the slimy mess that is this today... and this breaks his heard, and you bet, he is not afraid to express it....

Ceou's "Empty" Journal, "Alexa"

Submitted by Ceou on January 30th, 2013
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I've grown fond of the vague acceptance found disguised as someone besides myself. It sometimes makes me wish I had went on a different path in life. Today I (As Alexa, not myself) tried to infiltrate the watch. I had to buy a uniform from a smuggler, and dye it myself. Of course, they caught on rather quickly and dragged me back to the jail-house. Odall questioned me and I told him someone outside had been pretending to recruit watchers. A lie, but they bought it.
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Ceou's Empty Journal.
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