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Threnduil

stories of curse, and retrievals

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Lusseriel was sitting on the ground near Radanir, in the grove of trees. She was looking thoughtful as she used the bit of time she had on her hands to open her journal.

"Today with met with Candaith in that same grove I'm in now, in front of Lhanuch.

Back to Lothlorien

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Lusseriel was sitting barefoot and cross-legged under the lights in Cerin Amroth, thinking, her journal in her laps, her bag next to her, and her eyes on the stars above.

Chewing on a piece of flavourful wood, she finally shook herself and turned her eyes to her notebook and scribbled the date in a corner of the page.

looking for Magor

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Lusseriel was speaking with dwarves in the camp just next to the cave they had taken refuge in, before she went back within the cave, her bag on her shoulder. She let her bag fall to the floor next to a barrel and near Threnduil's cot.

The man didn't seem ready to awaken anytime soon. Good.

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