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Durin's Folk

Dwarrow caravan visits Duillond

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Trading, dancing and conversing

Dwarrow caravan visits Duillond

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Durin's Folk and Loth-i-Lonnath exchange gifts before the trading begins.

Allies of Ered Luin meet

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The Loth-i-Lonnath meet with the diplomatic envoys of Durin's Folk Kveltrild and Duinn

Midarin at court with Norgi and Zhigi

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~~A picture of the Court Session where Midarin son of Mildi tried to sue for his honour from Zhigi daughter of Augrim, and Norgi son of Norgi.

Durin's Folk Lords

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Artwork: Drawing

A few portraits I managed to scribble out while everyone wasn't looking.

Right to Left, Top to Bottom, the chief officers of Durin's Folk:

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((My own original artwork, all rights reserved. Done with Procreate on an iPad.))

Midarin son of Midli vs. Norgi son of Norgi & Zhigi daughter of Augrim

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The Annals of the Longbeards ((OOC Zhigi))

The accounts of the misadventures of the dwarf Midarin, and his brushes with the law and with the ladies of Thorin's Hall: his wooing, his duels, his suing, his woes.

If I Were the Izbad

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Poetry

- A scathing satire of a song -

Of the Journey

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Poetry

The dwarves, riders and the elf
Passed under the mountain dark and tall,
Within copper, iron and mithril's glimmer
Hasteful were the steps of the rider.

Down they descended deep into the Mines,
To Moria, the Great Delving of Dwarves
Blade, arrow, axe and the hilt's glitter
They walked as the tunnels darkened ever.

Hanfur's Farewell

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Poetry
A goodbye song composed for master Hanfur, beloved treasurer of Durin's Folk, to take back with him to the Lone Mountain, where he will reside with his kin, for his final season.

~ Hanfur, do you, ~
~ remember your hair: ~
~ So long ago, ~
~ flew freely in the air? ~
~ It has all melted like snow on the peak ~
~ of your lone mountain home; ~
~ All that's left is the living rock, ~

Farewell Hanfur!

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So farewell Hanfur, and may Mahal guide your path ( like master Asudrom said last night) I am sure you will meet all your brothers and sisters again in the great halls, but I am a hobbit so I cannot come there but I hope you will not forget the Shire and all your hobbity friends.

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