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Jexson

Jexson has a Sword

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‘Where had it all gone wrong? ‘Jexson thought again, for the umpteenth time. There he was, sitting on a stone in a cave in Angmar, barely able to stand or move or even speak. ‘What had brought him so low?’

In Her Thoughts...Part Three

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Estarfin…

…take care, wherever you are, meldanya. I miss you.

Sport of the Rarest Sort

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(continued from this...)

 

In Her Thoughts. Part Two

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Estarfin…

A Rocky Voyage

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Jexson has a Pain...or Three.

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He knew he would be lucky to get away with it. He knew his boss, Naraal, had told him to leave the Elves alone. Ham Gorsefoot had told him to have his men stand ready. Well he had done as they said!

New Orders

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Jexson calls his three most trusted men. The wanted Elves have been reported as returning to their home. It's time to go hunting again. Rally the others.

Fleeing from Numenstaya

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Jexson and his remaining Men make a swift retreat from Numenstaya when they see armed neighbours approaching. They have already lost two of their number to a hidden Elven archer. Although they are not satisfied with the 'message' they delivered, it is a start. They slew the young female, and the stable lad was dead or close to it. They torched two of the buildings and had a small fire started in a third. For now they must flee, and get back over the border before any patrol catches up with them. But this is not over. 

(Picture by Estarfin )

Musings from a Dark Place.

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Naraal could not help but wonder what he had gotten himself into. Angmar had never featured highly on his ‘places to visit’ list, yet here he was, sitting in the shade of a rock, in bleak inhospitable lands, keeping an eye on a bunch of Angmarrim who were about to sacrifice someone they had captured on a wayside altar.

 

Jexson has another Plan.

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Fumbling with the key in his left hand, Jexson knocked aside the offer of help from the straw-head, Wolfrun, and all but forced the door. It swung open with a soft creak. He headed for his chair by the table, thinking if Wolfrun and Davion were not with him, he would have just collapsed on his bed. 

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