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Gravenwood

Wræclastas

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Story

Early Autumn. Year 3013 of the Third Age.

Somewhere in Dunland.

Dread Beneath the Tree of Tribute

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"The only reason the size of this tree is remarkable..." Gryffudd mused, the stretch in his throat aching his voice as he stared up into its twisted branches. "...is because of the size of the trees that border it." He turned around to gaze out into the forest. The thin pines scattered about them creaked weakly, easily bent until broken by stormless winds.

"The Huntsman" - Song of the Witch — Dunland

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Poetry

 

Day 14 - A Grave, and Unlucky, Venture

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Story

Below our camp lay the Gravenwood, and when we first arrived there, I was mightily heartened to see its pines and majestic oaks and many white birches, and from a distance, I thought its tall, straight, good-looking trees suited me. I do not know why it is called the Gravenwood by the Ranger-folk, but perhaps it is because the Wildmen abuse the bark of its trees for their barbarous carvings.

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