Notice: With the Laurelin server shutting down, our website will soon reflect the Meriadoc name. You can still use the usual URL, or visit us at https://meriadocarchives.org/
In solitude she had given her deepest pleas.
Her friends were but illusions.
Her kin knew her naught.
Unheard cries.
By birthright she was to have their favor.
A maiden's tear unseen.
A symbol.
A whisper.
A darkened room.
She was a woman yet to bloom.
 | ||
 | The Lord of the Rings Online is © 2021 Standing Stone Games LLC. All rights reserved. All text and images on this site are © 2021 by their respective owners. Based on The Argent Archives. | Powered by Drupal |