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Rivendell

Faorie's Findings

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Story

Faorie makes her way to the Last Homely House where a rather large gathering of elves were to be expected. The memory of her patrol through the Trollshaws the night before was still fresh and the feeling sensed in the air in the Northern region was...

The long road home X: Sacrifice of the elf-maiden

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Standing in the boat departing from the Mirk-eaves, embracing the vision of Loriéns glorious trees bathing in the golden light of the morning sun, I was unsure if I was leaving a home or setting out to find a new one. 

Searching for Forostel

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"The room is dark, besides the moon light beaming through the window onto the floor. All wicks have been left unlit. Though the archway to the extended room shows sign of flicker."

- Meeting at the Guest House

Randir through Imladris

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Story

The path North of Rivendell.

Patrols and Concerns

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Story

The skies had long darkened and although Faorie knew that her walk through the Trollshaws had already been thoroughly patrolled she couldn't help but to continue for another round. There was so much unfiltered concern running through her mind, one after the other, that her supposedly memorised route through the woods began to appear less definite.

Saelleth Elanorian

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Story

Saelleth had undergone many months of training in the valley of Imladris and observed a number of patrols in the surrounding lands. She had progressed well and although her skill with the sword was still lacking in comparison to the fully trained warriors she had learned enough to defend herself competently. Where Saelleth excelled was in the use of the spoken word.

Return to Rivendell

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Story

The autumn sun was shining through the few copper-coloured leaves still clinging to the branches in defiance of the icy winds cutting through the vale. Despite the deeply blue sky, the weather was already turning to winter and the temperature mirrored it. There was an edge to the wind and the smell of ice in the crisp mountain air.

Entry 3

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Rivendell has proven to be a great place to escape to for a while.  After  confronting Neyaa a few days ago, I was ready for a trip.  Things have been messes up with Neyaa for a little while.  I miss being her friend, but it is my own fault.  Perhaps I'll tell you why someday, but I do not feel the want to record it down now.  I just wish Neyaa could forgive me someday, though I know she never will and I cannot blame her.  On the bright side, I received word from a man who I showed mercy to.

Oathsworn

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"We took an oath to fight until evil sees the end of its days, or that the Halls of Mandos claim our spirits. Now I ask you, all of you, whether you are willing to take this oath as well."

"Good comes to those who wait."

Ill Tidings and Renewed Hope

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Our blades and our bows shall strike as one, and our eyes shall be those of the Woodland Realm.

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