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death

Two Worlds

Submitted by Ryheric on July 23rd, 2023
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Surreal
Across the void
Skim the abyss
Fight like a demon

Trapped between
Ahead
Behind

Hope
Remember
Forget

The lost
and found
Both
Red and cold

Surreal
Like the day she laughed

Refractions
Cruel music
Of a dark stream

 

 

Chronicle link: 
Ryheric's Muses

Despair of Hultvis

Submitted by Feorodda on July 20th, 2023
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What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

Feorodda after the loss of Lokand. Before her leave of her homeland.

Source: 
Art by me(Schmooplzzz on socials)

Feorodda's Journal, page 1

Submitted by Feorodda on July 18th, 2023
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary


Journal entry, page 1

It's been years since the attack on Hultvis, but the nightmares are coming back stronger. Laegertha told me writing it down would help, granted, that was while I was in mourning. You would think everything that happened in the war it would help me forget.
I'm not kidding anyone when I say I've moved on. I haven't let a shred of it go and it's been eating me away inside this whole time.

An Apparent Trepidation

Submitted by Baelyre on February 1st, 2023
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

The man kicks a pebble down the cobbled street of the market. His frigid, vivid but ancient blue eyes cast their glance over the selling vendors and the eager customers. It had been days, but the hollow and ever growing sadness was becoming all consuming. Like the ringing of a loud and off-key instrument, or a pan clattering in an empty room, it cannot be escaped.

For The Fury Of Their Rage

Submitted by Dolendis on August 21st, 2022
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What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

 

"Bad luck's 'bout to drop that hammer down
It's my time to take what's coming now
Everybody's got their price to pay
You can't out-run your judgement day"*

 

Fingrossiel as a Tarot Card: Death

Commissioned from my darling friend Nell. Check her Instagram: @nellvisual

 

 ((*Judgement Day - Tyler Bryant and the Shakedown))

Source: 
https://instagram.com/nellvisual
Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

The Three Soldiers

Submitted by Angrinc on July 19th, 2022
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

There once was a great war, and ere it ended, many were cut down in the flower of their youth and met death before their time.

 

But the war ended, and the great armies disbanded and the soldiers returned to their homes.  Three such soldiers traveled a long road together, for they came from the same town, and for many days did they journey.

 

Yet through an ill chance, having long avoided the dangers of war and death, Death nevertheless met them on that long road from war, and claimed their lives unto himself.

 

Chronicle link: 
Tales of the Lands of Dale
Fairy-tales of Middle-earth

"Callon nîn, melethron nîn."

Submitted by Dolendis on June 24th, 2022
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What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

"Lay it down into the water and let the stream carry it Westwards."

With a face like stone, the red-clad lady accepts the paper lantern. The craftsman looks at her expectantly. His answer is an ice-cold glare: "Turn around. Go uh... go gather more wax or something. Scram!" He is dumbfounded, the poor sod. Not knowing how to react, he does as he is told and scurries down the pier. 

She turns around and kneels by the river. The mask slips.

"Ai, melethron nîn, Callon nîn... goheno nin..."*

Kinship/Band link: 
Vanimar

Facing The Past

Submitted by Drubainbess on June 11th, 2022
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Author: 
Drubainbess

Those who tortured both Dru and Stitches years prior, have resurfaced with revenge and fury on their minds. The possibility to finally have it all over and perhaps to rest is enticing, but neither Dru or Stitches can be sure how it will end.

Blood & Fear

Submitted by Angrinc on April 20th, 2022
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Coward

 

Angrinc sat, and the fruits of his labour were scattered about him.  He glanced toward his mailed gauntlets, soaked in blood and gore, shaking in terror even now that the danger had passed.  He could feel the pounding of his heart, each fierce beat both a welcome relief and cruel reminder of the terror he had felt scarce minutes before.

 

You’re nothing but a coward

 

Druwing Them Out (Part 2)

Submitted by Drubainbess on March 28th, 2022
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

It took Dru around two hours to find the cave she'd been looking for. At least, that was her estimate.

Every tree seemed to hold a pair of eyes. Every wisp of wind seemed to hold harsh whispers. Her ears caught every rustle of a twig and she fought to keep down the panic that tried to rise whenever she was by herself like this.

Chronicle link: 
Bloodhound and Brigands

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