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Kinslaying

No Return to Cuivienan: Volume 2

Author: 
Danel

A continuation from 'No Return to Cuivienen'

A slight change in focus. Danel and Estarfin are wed and trying to set up a small Sanctuary in Lindon. Parnard has discoveries to make about who he is.

No Return to Cuivienan?

Author: 
The writings of Estarfin and Carnifinde (Danel) of Thargelion in the Third Age. Also of their mutual friend, Parnard.

There is no literal return to the place of Awakening in the East, that much is almost certain. But Danel has another idea, and motivation through her love for a Kinslayer. Creating their own 'Cuivienen' is still a possibility, if they can overcome their respective pasts.

 

Speech in the Night

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

          Not long after the Kinslaying and the angry mob comes a time of restless nights for the House of Anorwë.

Red Maid, Black Blade

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

          On that very first night the House of Anorwë embraced Hartagil as one of their own, Seregrían welcomed Hartagil into the house and shared her chamber, her clothes and her bed to sleep in; but all the two Elf-maids did was sit up through the night, talking and whispering, and cont

Faith and Fury

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Envandiel stepped from the Hall of Fire and let the door slam shut, her cheeks hot with Noldorin fury. The cold air outside the last Homely House hit her face and she drew her cloak tighter as she walked towards home. 

Brother

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

We were young and impressionable, weren't we?
We were young, filled with wrath and grief
With spirit you march with the fire
With regrets I walk through the ice

Why...

We were young and impressionable, weren't we?
We were young, filled with wrath and grief
With spirit you march with the fire
With regrets I walk through the ice


You cared, you loved me, didn't you?
You defended me, I defended you too
So why did you start the fire?
Why did you leave me to die in the ice

To Sail in a Sea of Blood

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

     The night sky's stars shone like silver dust in the sky. The torches blazed with fire, bringing some minor warmth the chilling midnight. Alasiel pulled her red hood over her head, shivering. She watched her brother, his eyes glazed with admiration. He was watching Lord Feanor as he led the heist. He and the Teleri spoke. Hushed, confused voices which were too far away for the girl to understand. Then, shouting.

The Tomb Of Váyasercë

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

Wind of remorse... Wind of horror, and memory.

A cold wind hit his face once he had reached a higher viewpoint upon the Andram.

10 Reasons To Despise A Noldo

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

 

He rushed to the stairs.

A statue, they had said.

No, statues were the smallest concern of Felegoth.

We Have Seen The Gardens Vanish

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

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Dimmed lights of the inn, flickering.
Many voices speaking, silently.
Anxiety, doubtfulness within the air, dulling the mind like an invisible mist.
Some are on duty. They make ready, prepare for the next day.
Some are just resting, recovering from perilous endeavours within a dangerous forest.

 

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