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The White Shirt

Submitted by Nimlith on August 25th, 2011
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((Advance disclaimer: This is NOT my own story. I translated it and adjusted it to Middle-Earth lore from a myth from my home country. Nimlith told this story at a Wilderness Appreciation Event in the North Downs.)) 

 

News/Event link: 
Wilderness Appreciation Day - August 25
Kinship/Band link: 
Linna na Gelaidh
Chronicle link: 
Wilderness Appreciation Day

Derathon of the Drúadan Forest

Submitted by Derathon on January 29th, 2011
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Shielding Middle-Earth

Submitted by Throrghar on January 5th, 2011
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Conceptual

Wandering Purposefully - Chapter 2

Submitted by Avaldir on March 2nd, 2010
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Story
He wandered again. Listening carefully as his studying gaze darted about the roads. Nothing. He moved on, following the route he so religously patrolled. Making for Ost Barandor for two reasons. Firstly to keep watch, secondly, to check up on the woman he had seen not a few days before.

Cuil

Submitted by Andarne on February 1st, 2010
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Wardens of the White Lady

Telfaras' un-kempt Journal - Page 2

Submitted by Telfaras on January 16th, 2010
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Diary

*Telfaras takes out the tattered Journal and scribbles on a blank page*

Telfaras' un-kempt Journal - Page 1

Submitted by Telfaras on January 16th, 2010
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Diary

*Telferas leans against a tree, takes out a tattered book and begins to scrawl neatly into it*

My story, in my opinion, has now become all that more interesting... I have recently left my post upon the Talans and have travelled further West. I now find myself resing in a town, for which I have little respect, known as Bree.

*He relaxes slightly as he gazes around*

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