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Farm

A Lyndelby Farmer

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A humble farmer who secretly brews the best ale in the village of Lyndelby.

V - A promise to a friend

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Riches

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Bree, Present Day

 

Home Bitter Home

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The home Gwyyneth ran from.

(IC - Outer Archet - farmhouse)

The beautiful Longburrow Farm!

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Lospo calmly smokes some homegrown pipe-weed in the Longburrow Farm, as the sun sets on the Shire.

Aim, Loose

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Garbold and Chadley 

Chadley saw the youth as he ran headlong to attempt a tackle, and dispassionately loosed the waiting bolt into the young man's chest, preparing to be tackled with—perhaps literally—dead weight.

We Band of Brigands

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Freyga, Garbold, Neyarra, and Chadley call out farmer Al to demand payment for his "pro

The Price of Safety

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The sun had just set when Arra led the small band of hooded and masked figures through the Bree-Fields. Just ahead the dirt path met a small wooden bridge which went over the stream which flanked a nearby farmhouse. The windows were bright. "Someone's home," Arra said from beneath her hideous mask, carved into the shape of an orc's face. Some might call it an improvement.

The future unresolved, part 1

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Well I have finally bolstered my courage and accepted my fate, after years of dulling my mind and worries with hard work. I have traveled personally to Bree in a attempt to find my successor and heir to the estate. I do not have high hopes, but the alternative is no resolution towards keeping the estate alive for future generations. I will spend some time in Bree and have booked a room at the Pony, which will act as my home for the time to come.

 

Fires of Home, Old and New: Part 3

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Awoken from an uneasy sleep, Jonn blinked an eye open to look blearily around the room. Light from the flames danced upon the far wall. Old, wooden timbers held up the second story above his head. A couple of small rooms led off from the common room where he lied. He idly stroked his fingers through the course fur of the bear-skin rug upon which he slept.

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