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Old and Decaying

Submitted by Aurthiel on September 6th, 2021
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No matter how much time ran forward, she was still aching for the greatest meager six hundred years of her life. Now, however, the further time moved forward, the further away it was...

An Arsenal of Weapons

Submitted by Aurthiel on September 5th, 2021
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Official Document

A true warrior, skilled veteran, and passionate fighter, Aurthiel has a small collection of trusted weapons she keeps on her person. These are her weapons, their origins, and the personal preferences of this ancient Noldo.

 

Jewelry and Stuff

Submitted by Aurthiel on September 4th, 2021
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Aurthiel opened the door to her forge and workshop. It was dark, gloomy, and had all kinds of clutter, supplies, and half finished projects lying around. She passed the cooling pool, her finished lantern, and collection of raw white crystals. She approached the shop, the forges and work bench. Above the forges, a map of Eregion hung on the wall in valiant display. Oh, Eregion...

Apologetic

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 28th, 2021
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Apologetic to a friend she had unintentionally wronged, Aurthiel decides to begin work on a special piece of jewelry for him. She holds up the larimar gem she has been working with for inspection...

Control

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 25th, 2021
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Her hand was clenched, tightly gripping the small object within a sweaty grasp. Her eyes were closed. Water vapor sprayed her face as the waters from the falls thundered in her ears. She still held onto the object in her hand for dear life.

On the Subject of Names

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 21st, 2021
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Conceptual

One of the Noldor, who has seen the Light of the Two Trees, this high elf is aged and old. Thus, it makes sense that she would carry many, many names.

 

Alasiel.
Quenya: Day Maiden.
"I am Alasiel. A pleasure to meet you, hir!"
The Quenya mother name given to her when she was born in Tirion in the Years of the Trees. Alasiel bore the name until Quenya was banned in Beleriand, then changed it to her Sindarin version.

I Cannot...

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 15th, 2021
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"I cannot..."

 

She knew it was her bane. She knew it twisted her mind and made her feral and foolish. She knew the affects, the intoxication, and the poison it was to her. It had destroyed her life, long ago. Yet, she kept coming back to it, again and again. Her lover, her killer. Alcohol. 

 

Aurthiel's Songbook

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 14th, 2021
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Aurthiel

A published songbook, fanciful and elegant, likely found in an elven library. Complete with notes and music sheets, these are the songs the hiril Aurthiel have written or adapted as a minstrel.

My Only Star

Submitted by Aurthiel on April 12th, 2021
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Poetry

Fire, terror, destroys my home and plunders

A dark shadow, dark lover, pulls me under

I was happy, then I was lost

I was glorious, then I was rot

 

Regrets are my friends

I remember the bitter end

I carry on these long months

I feel despair, can I have it my way for once?

 

My house is crumbled, my crafts are stolen

All I have built up has been torn down, fallen

In need of power, ring of flounder

All I have built up is nothing but ground powder

 

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