Bar-en-Acharn

(Being a narrative derived from notes in Lancogard North-took’s Life-book)

From Applecider Bolingbroke to Deputy-Shirriff Lancogard North-Took ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Bounders: May their evidence be forever statistically robust.

Dear Lance, 

(Being a letter exchange between Falathlorn and Duillond)

Seregrían of Torech Besruth to her esteemed colleague Parfiolossë of Duillond, greeting:

The company of House Bar-en-Acharn departed Falathlorn two days after the council, bound for the hidden refuge of Esteldin on the North Downs.  Several of the Household had already departed, with the word that they would converge upon the Dunedain sanctuary in one week’s time.  A vanguard led by Catrena had departed the previous day, intending to meet with members of the Blackburrow Trading Compa

(Being a letter from Lancogard North-took to his friend and fellow conspirator, Applecider Bolingbroke, delivered by direct owl-post under cover of darkness)

From Applecider Bolingbroke to Deputy-Shirriff Lancogard North-Took ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Bounders: May a hot toddy be waitin’ at the end of all their Bounds, throughout the whole of winter.

Dear Lance,

The Household of Bar-en-Acharn sat in a dreadful pause of quiet, having heard the lady Seregrían hint at the prospect of another expedition.  The silence was broken by a raucous cry of greeting as Applecider exploded into the hall, Lancogard rising to greet his adventurous companion. 

The Grand Hall of House Bar-en-Acharn saw a busy and jovial company one evening after Yule.  Many of the Household had gathered at the bidding of Lady Seregrían not only at her call, but also for the fellowship and merriment to be shared.  The Hall and Salon were lit by hea