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Fastdred

An Exchange of Letters.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

​The first thing the Eorling woman was aware of when she awoke was the pain in the back of her neck when she lifted her head. The pain tugged and traveled across her shoulders and shot up into the back of her head. Her throat was parched, her eyelids stubborn to open. She rubbed them both, her vision cleared before her thoughts and it was then she realized she was still sitting on the floor of her chambers next to the wall near to her door.

Eníredir's thoughts - Entry 1 - Arrival

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary
"It was only today that my arrival took place, and yet here I sit, with a roof over my head already, and a part of a new company. I heard a great amount of things about them while I was journeying north, and wondered what would they be like. 

I imagined the Dawn as a company of brute brigands, who use strength of arm over the force of words, the kind of sellswords I've known all my life. However, they seem nothing like it. 

Neyaa's New House

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned

The end of an evil man

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

"Cursed is the man who dies, but the evil done by him survives"

 

The Chords of Memory

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Teleyn lay on her stomach in front of the fire, tracing the smooth wood of her new harp. Her index finger followed the curve of each vine and leaf that crawled and twirled itself through the wood and around the main body of the instrument, admiring Fastdred's craftsmanship.

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