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Feaandir

Waylay in Trestlebridge

Submitted by Fredericka on March 12th, 2016
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

Their road from Wyld Hunt’s Second Base in Bree-land was largely uneventful. The stay at Bree's hunting lodge was brief and boring. From Bree-town they headed North along the Greenway. Light drizzle started shortly after they left. On this rainy evening, the group got close to the small town of Trestlebridge - and noticed that the citizens were in distress…

News/Event link: 
A bi-weekly Wyld Hunt campaign
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The Wyld Hunt
Chronicle link: 
The Wyld Hunt Roams

Feaandir and his lynx, stealthily behind him

Submitted by Fredericka on March 11th, 2016
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Screenshot: Event screen

Feaandir's lynx was a stealthy assistant during Orc cleansing one rainy night North of Trestlebridge

News/Event link: 
A bi-weekly Wyld Hunt campaign
Kinship/Band link: 
The Wyld Hunt
Chronicle link: 
The Wyld Hunt Roams

crouching

Submitted by Fredericka on March 11th, 2016
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Preparing for surprise attack on Orc camp.

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The Wyld Hunt
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The Wyld Hunt Roams

attack from stealth

Submitted by Fredericka on March 11th, 2016
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Faerollas, Ionereth, and Fredericka are crouching form shadows to attack the Orc camp.

News/Event link: 
A bi-weekly Wyld Hunt campaign
Kinship/Band link: 
The Wyld Hunt
Chronicle link: 
The Wyld Hunt Roams

The Darker Doings of Fornost

Submitted by Feaandir on February 28th, 2016
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual

This being a report of a conversation heard one day in the town of Trestlebridge between two friends sitting on the stonework of that hamlet's namesake bridge.

Freddie sat down on the parapet, her legs hanging above the abyss "Would you tell me something, Feaandir... how many times have you been to Fornost before?"

The lore-master took up his pipe weed pouch and opened it. He took his time in answering.

"Twice."

Two Figures Appeared At The Gate...

Submitted by Fredericka on February 24th, 2016
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Story
News/Event link: 
A bi-weekly Wyld Hunt campaign
Kinship/Band link: 
The Wyld Hunt
Chronicle link: 
The Wyld Hunt Roams
	  


	


  



  

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