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Twenty-Third Advice - The Wandering Woman

Submitted by Daerundros on July 11th, 2011
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((This is some makeshift RP between two characters of mine ^^ However, it's only happened once, and I don't think it will happen ever again. Also, I didn't get the chance to actually tell about that woman in chapter 18, so here she is! xD))

Awaiting Minyelaire's Return- A Long Night.

Submitted by Vardarianna on June 18th, 2011
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The night is dark, a coldness sets in and two maidens can be seen to be camping atop a tall hill, amongst ancient and crumbling ruins.

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Vardarianna blinks at the man standing before her. At first in the darkness, she can barely make him out. Then he steps closer, walking into the light of the fire.

'Father!' Vardarianna shouts, jumping up from her makeshift bed.

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Lóriengwaith

Scenes from the Past - A Sword and it's Maiden

Submitted by Daerundros on June 15th, 2011
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A Teenaged Daerundros was walking through the forest, sword in hand. She was running, flying, to some unknown spot. The birds chirped, but somehow it was very quiet... too quiet.

Minyelaire and Daerundros

Submitted by Daerundros on June 11th, 2011
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An Injured Minyelaire and Daerundros walking down the paths of the High Moor. It is a peaceful night for both Elves, with the stars and Moon shining above them.

((OOC: Edited with GIMP. If any are wondering where in the picture they are, they are the black blobs in the middle of the Photo :)))

Fourteenth Wonder - A Battle to Remember

Submitted by Daerundros on June 9th, 2011
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My palms sweated as I blocked an incoming spear hurl, jumping as the Elf before me attempted to bring me off my feet by swinging the blunt end of her spear at my knees. I moved sideways, feinting a sword slash and elbowing the Elf before me, before she groaned in pain and fell to the ground...

Trollshaws

Submitted by Lindeman on May 28th, 2011
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[13.12.2007]

The ruins of the Trollshaws

Submitted by Lisca on April 9th, 2011
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 It was with a heavy heart that Lisca regarded the formidable structure in front of her. It was a bridge, the Last Bridge in fact, its span arching into the distance across the River Mitheithel. She knew that much from her map; but that was, truth be told, nearly the extent of her knowledge of the region beyond. The Trollshaws they were called and judging by the fleeing hunter that run past her in the opposite direction, the name was not an exaggeration.  

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Warband of Imladris

Mother and Daughter

Submitted by Helyanwen on February 20th, 2011
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"Me and my daughter, Elhiril. There is a little resemblence!"

Elhiril

Submitted by Helyanwen on February 20th, 2011
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"My beautiful daughter and youngest child, Elhiril. In my language, her name means "star lady". She is very timid, but has a heart of gold. She is studying the arts of healing, she is also a keen musician. I am very proud of her. She was born in Imladris, where I have taken residence for many a year, whilst my husband travels. She considers the hidden vale her home."

Helyanwen of Doriath

Submitted by Helyanwen on February 20th, 2011
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"I love to be amongst woodland. It reminds me much of being back home in Doriath. I shall miss my homeland, but it shall never be forgotten."

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