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Sleeping it Off

Submitted by Blackbent on March 28th, 2020
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Drunk in the Hall of Fire

Submitted by Glimar on July 2nd, 2019
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Glimar's Journal

Missing Home

Submitted by Taraborn on December 9th, 2017
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“I ‘eard…” Taraborn slurred, “yous don’ like mah singin’” He tried to point at the two men, no, one man, before him accusingly as his head swam.

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An Adventure into the Unknown

At Home Alone

Submitted by Lorayne on November 9th, 2016
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OOC: Not much to be said here, aside from maybe that being like Ray and deciding to spontaneously sleep with someone while intoxicated often leads to mornings spent regretting life choices! Comments and critique welcome. smiley

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Misfits and Meanderers

The Diary of Katnya: Alfmaer

Submitted by Katnya on October 31st, 2016
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Diary,

It seems my emotions have gone all over the place. It's been a month since Tim... I am still angry and I can never forgive him, but is it too soon to move on?

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The Diary of Katnya

One Wild Night

Submitted by Azkas on March 6th, 2016
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What..? How did we get here?

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Veinbolt's Company

One of her Days

Submitted by Undomion on October 15th, 2015
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'You remember Daegond?'

Undómion twitched, a bit more than usual due to his...changing state from the Dorwinion white, "How can I not..? I am slow to forget people who are insulting. But...I was in a bad state then."

Díllothwen smiled in an almost sinister way, "...Well, I might have...made his stomach feel 'normal'."

'Normal how?'

'Rotten food served in a feastly manner.'

Undómion appeared blank, and went still, 'You...' He appeared lost.

The Exile: Mead Dreams

Submitted by Aldfryd on August 20th, 2015
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He collected his pay for the week, wiping at the sweat on his furrowed brow, his skin reddened from that sun. The chestnut colt cantered around in the corral, Aldfryd pausing to watch him. He spoke to his boss, his voice deep and soft, "That one's nervous, but he's coming along. Needs a bit more time than the others."

Some report I don't even remember taking down last night... (Report Not Filed)

Submitted by Townsend on July 14th, 2015
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King Duimbeth

Cow slain

Hay, stables twenty-six

Murder 11 nights ago

Carcass behind the Pony

The king speculates the cow was given bad grass

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The Bree Watch

Staying Behind: Empty Bottles, Lost Memories, and Bad Decisions

Submitted by Connwear on July 7th, 2015
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He couldn't remember the last time he had stumbled home like this. Soaked hair clinging to his forehead. Jacket caked in mud. Entire body reeking of a mix of whisky and body odour.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd fell into his hall and dragged his inebriated body onto the cold wooden floor. 
Couldn't remember the last time he'd grabbed onto the wall and pulled himself to his feet, legs weak and wobbling. 
'That's me home, Ame-' He stopped, and slowly shuffled around the corner, entering the bedroom. 

Kinship/Band link: 
Misfits and Meanderers

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