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Morcaer and Swiftwater

Submitted by Morcaer on July 17th, 2024
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Artwork: Artscreen

Morcaer and Swiftwater racing across the Eastfold.

Source: 
https://www.tumblr.com/vahingoniloinenlapsi/748442551301931008/murus-commissions?source=share
Kinship/Band link: 
The Oathsworn

A Man and His Horse

Submitted by Egfor on October 5th, 2020
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Artwork: Painting
Source: 
I am the artist

Musings of a Rambling Eorling

Submitted by Egfor on September 12th, 2020
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Author: 
Egfor

The journal of a man of Rohan by the name of Egfor. The chronicle not only contains his journal but any letters he may write or receive as well.

Chronicle link: 
The Huntsman and The Stag
Call of the Wild Huntsman

Oaths Sworn at Eorl's Hallow

Submitted by Wrecca on April 17th, 2020
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

A poem recited by Wrecca son of Wíglac soon after swearing his loyalty to the Oathsworn.

 

OATHS SWORN AT EORL'S HALLOW

Kinship/Band link: 
The Oathsworn

Dytha, Warrior of the West-march

Submitted by Dytha on December 28th, 2019
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Artwork: Painting

Artwork by Eleni Tsami.

Source: 
Eleni Tsami
News/Event link: 
Patrol of the Mark (Every Thursday)
Kinship/Band link: 
The Oathsworn
Chronicle link: 
The Isen's Brittle Peace

The Last Housecarl

Submitted by Wrecca on September 22nd, 2019
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

A song of Aldburg lamenting the death of Éomund, originating in the months following his burial.

 

Kinship/Band link: 
The Oathsworn

Warmth and Coldness

Submitted by Blodflaed on June 24th, 2019
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Story

They stood upon the Deeping Wall, on guard together. The others of the patrol were also on guard, but spread further along the wall. Gaeded felt strange in this moment, though she thought that it should feel like any other day. Ælfræd stood next to her. He said nothing, looking out to the grassy plains before them and the silhouette of the ruined town of Marton in the distance. It was a quiet day, as usual, as no enemy dared to approach the great fortress.

Chronicle link: 
Gæded ond séo Gúþ

Moving On

Submitted by Blodflaed on June 24th, 2018
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Story

Her mind was plagued with regrets, after Lieta’s death. ‘I wish I never left the Riddermark in the first place’; ‘I wish I never joined them’; ‘I wish I’d left them and took up the offer to join the eored at the Fords of Isen’; ‘I wish that none of this ever happened’.

Kinship/Band link: 
The Black Steel

A Portrait of Gaeded

Submitted by Blodflaed on November 30th, 2017
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Artwork: Painting

A head portrait of Gaeded.

Source: 
A joint work by Athlenah (pencil drawing) and myself (digital painting).

A Scop's Unworthiness

Submitted by Sexwulf on July 27th, 2017
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry


Y by Zdzisław Beksiński

 

A SCOP'S UNWORTHINESS

Kinship/Band link: 
Folk of Aldburg

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