Dunedain

A Chance Meeting

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It had been a long journey west for Halfaeron, Ranger of the North. He sought to see his father again for the first time in months. Ortheldir was known to patrol the Lone-Lands, north and south of the ruined watchtower of Amon Sûl, and informing him that he had passed Faeron's tests would be the first order of business and no small source of pride, hopefully on both of their parts.

The Final Test

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"Come then, show me what you can do."

"But is it not our aim that I should not show you what I can do, Master Faeron?"

"Boy, do not test my patience!"

Camcalar

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Seregrian continued to eat, saying "But come, Eira, begin your tale while we dine."

 

Followers of the Grey Company

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A compilation of all adventures of the Dunedain Rangers Amdirlos, Aearrien, and Enniliel. Others may be included along the way.

The Grim Homely House

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Story

January 26th, 3019 T.A.

‘The Grim, Homely House’

Alagnir in Imladris

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Story

January 28th, 3019 T.A.

'Alagnir in Imladris'

Let Me Show You How

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Story

Haeneth, whilst hunting for clues to the disappearances in Dunland, is visited by Agamaran, to share his duty.

An Unexpected Hope

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Diary

Oh, my dearest diary, my companion —

Hope has come at last, in the shape of a Dúnadan Woman from the north. Her name is Artewen and she gives me, for the first time since Lindon, hope that my husband’s brother yet lives. 

I must scrawl this in haste, but the bandit-camp in the Arnorian ruin is as deserted as sunken Beleriand. More, a tall ellon calling himself “Alice” (note to self, that is a female’s name) returned to that horrible inn with the hole in the roof. 

Scrawled In Haste

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Story

This message, tied to the leg of a raven, was clearly written in great haste. 

Dear Artewen,

I write in the utmost urgency, hoping you can help me as you once helped my friends in Dunland. 

Telpenaro is the one who gave me your name. He said to implore you to come to the home of the swans, but bring no horse crackers. 

Your reward shall be great indeed if you can assist us. 

Yours, clinging to hope,

Airesarë Celulinda “Manadhlaer”

 

The Journey: Lothrandir

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Story

How So few words can destroy so many hopes? How a reunion could turn into a disaster? 

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