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Volina

The way to the Truth - 2 (The Chronicles of the Sword)

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Story

Reiven read the note for a second or third time which was telling her to turn in the sword to Lord Veryacano.

“What is that?” Volina asked as she walked in to the room.

“It’s nothing…” Reiven gave her a slight smile then asked after a brief pause “Everything ready?”

Volina nodded slowly extending a vial to her.

The way to the Truth (The Chronicles of the Sword)

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Story

 

She was feeling all alone…

Like an empty sea shell.

Away from her home, her friends…

Away from Teremonth…

Although under the cover of the night she couldn’t really tell the difference of the view outside the window, she still was feeling it deep in her heart.

 

“I disappointed him…”

And did he not disappoint you?”

Poetry in motion

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Screenshot: General screen

 A pleasant evening spent in the company of friends listening to poetry and fine music.

Concern of a Friend

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

“What happened to you hands?” Volina asked

Self Notes 14 - The Silver Swan

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Reiven hold up the silver swan amulet which was stained with blood, which was once belong to Daenaro, Darnur of Nargothrond, now entrusted her to carry. The rays of sun danced on the silver swan as she was trying to close the lavalieres’ clasp with her frostbite, aching fingers. But she ignored the pain and didn’t stop until feeling its cold touch hanging safely on her chest.

Third Grand Elven Ball hosted by House Vanimar

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Everything reminded of the wonderful days of old when no sorrow burdened my heart.. The lady I danced with, of a exquisite beauty, reminded me of my beloved Dringoadriel trough the grace of her dance.

A Dusty Memory

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Diary
When we set out on this journey I was delighted terribly. My Father, Lord Caranion who was one of Rivendell’s esteemed warriors, had never taken me along him at his journeys. I knew that the reason which he always was away from home or I could not go with him that He could not take a little girl off the raids or war rooms.

Corruption Part VII

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Story

It’s becoming so hard to keep focused… to think…

Corruption Part VI

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Story

Days are melting away in Rivendell,

The sacred haven for many but not for me… not this time…

Corruption Part V - Hall of Fire

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Story

We made it…

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