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Fiontann

Meeting the informant!

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Meeting the informant, Twirks under the Yellow Tree! He sends them towards the camp of the goblins in the Marshes where they are meeting some orcs. What would they be up to?

The journey begins

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Chilling around #2

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At Muddled Festivities

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OOC: Something a little shorter, the faltering at the end is kinda noticeable. Oh well. Comments and criticisms always welcome. smiley

Brawl

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Some kind of reunion

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To collect information - Twirks, the brigand leader

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Fiontann kneels near a tree, he's keeping it to his right to hide him from the brigand camp up the hill, as well as the patrols that walk around. Some other trees five or four meters away from him cover him from the side of the lake as well, where the meeting will take place, he keeps the hood low to hide any white parts in the dark and waits for the meeting, he doesn't mind the cold.

A gift from him

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Women and cats will do as they please.

The graveyard meeting

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I met with Fiontann to discuss this rumour about the Angmarim that has been going around the Brigands and such. I pray its not true..... I have not slept for days but I have to keep on going until I can truly sleep safely again.
These Angmarim are dangerous, sneaky and cunning folk.... 

So.... 

Tired....

Diary of a Bloodrose - Welcome back

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She was sitting on her bed in a house...in a house which wasn't her own one. She had her room there and a warm bed in it with a good company. What else would she need?
She filled a mug with some red wine, took a sip of it and opened her diary again...after a long time.

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