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Lisbeth

Newharrow under the young summer sun

Submitted by Lisbaeth on May 23rd, 2017
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Screenshot: General screen
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Newharrow Hamlet
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Newharrow of South Chetwood Chronicle

Mad Boar Madness continues

Submitted by Lisbaeth on May 20th, 2017
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Newharrow Hamlet
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Newharrow of South Chetwood Chronicle

Bend or Break

Submitted by Lisbaeth on May 3rd, 2017
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Surrendering.

 

I feel like I am surrendering, bending, breaking my heart to fill the will of my father and family. Could I just run away? Where could I go? I wouldn't survive in wilds further then few days, they would find me.

I cant escape this. All is pushing me into his hands. 

The legacy, the papers of ownership, the debt of my father to him, will be payd with my happiness.

Chronicle link: 
By Quill and Sword

Day in Bree - with Revio

Submitted by Lisbaeth on April 23rd, 2017
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A line formed at butcher was a long wait, but lucky she had company and time flied away.

Chronicle link: 
By Quill and Sword

Just a day in a life

Submitted by Lisbaeth on April 15th, 2017
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By Quill and Sword

Harrow family

Submitted by Lisbaeth on April 12th, 2017
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Artwork: Painting

 

A makeshift portrait of Harrow-Hart family

Source: 
http://de.gameofthrones.wikia.com/wiki/Datei:Haus_Forrester_Familienbild.jpg
Chronicle link: 
By Quill and Sword

Mess in the Town Hall

Submitted by Lisbaeth on April 10th, 2017
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By Quill and Sword

Just ordinary perfect day

Submitted by Lisbaeth on April 10th, 2017
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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

She turned in bed, still sleepy when indelicate knocks on her apartment doors were to wake her up. Dawn was on the brink, and it earlier came by each day, so she didn't light a candle, and went to the doors, opening them she found her homeowner already gone but pitcher with hot water at the foothold. 

Chronicle link: 
By Quill and Sword
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