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Gwynedh

Where Once was Light...

Submitted by Gwynedh on August 23rd, 2014
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Where Once Was Light....

Now Darkness Falls...

Where Once Was Love...

Love Is No More...

 

Even as Gwyn strives to win Aerenn's love... Betrayal and pain lurks around every corner. A long ago wish for love and friendship with one man... turns to hatred by his hand.

Return to Evil

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 28th, 2014
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After being left alone, and insane, by all those she knew as her friends, Gwynedh fled to a remote corner of Bree-town where her Angmarim kinswoman, Auga, and her enemy, Goldgel, found her. With a mere tap on the shoulder and an offer at another chance to be worthy of something, the tortured soul rejoined evil without a second thought to what it would lead her to...

Irony at its Best

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 28th, 2014
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Quiet steps in the dusk were heard as the witch, Gwynedh, slipped down the dark streets of the sleeping city, only a few individuals left who still lingered in the streets as they finished the day's work and bid farewell. The sun had already come down in the west, and the night had begun to fall, leaving Gwyn what little pleasure she might gain in this world that pained her so diligently. But not all was well...

Entry 1: "Strength?"

Submitted by AnnsuelLegacy on June 26th, 2014
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Well, hello you old thing.  I have no clue why I have kept this journal for so long even though I've never written in it.  I remember my brother gave me you for my fifteenth birthday, and even when I was banished from my home, I still kept you.  I suppose a lot keeps happening to me, even though at this point I have given up any goal I had before just so I can try to get back to safety.  Though I don't think I have ever been safe.  But whatever.

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The Bloody Dawn
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New Light- Life in The Bloody Dawn

Kidnap, Torture, and Safety

Submitted by AnnsuelLegacy on June 25th, 2014
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Annsuel was sitting in the Pony alone, the night calm and peaceful. Though her silence was interrupted by a young lady who was the sister of a friend of Annsuel's. After her, a handsome Harad man joined the two. Annsuel noted his friendliness, and welcomed him to their table with a warm smile. After him, another woman with a hood came. She seemed odd to Annsuel, but Annsuel was not one to turn someone away. Instead she welcomed her with a warm smile and offered her a wine.

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The Bloody Dawn
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New Light- Life in The Bloody Dawn

The Summoning of Angash

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 9th, 2014
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In her delirium as she sees again the living, but dead, body of Saxris, Right Hand of the Black Raven, Gwynedh's poisoned mind recalls the day when her deceased master, Saxris, was to be used for the summoning of an ancient spirit, Angash, the Iron One. The Blood Lord, Morthalic, oversaw the ritual, and Gwynedh watched silently as her master walked again, though with a conscious completely different from the one the body had housed before, one evermore cold, and evermore cruel. 

Tears of the Shadow-fox

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 9th, 2014
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Gwynedh, once upon a time, drew pain from herself to put into another with the cold cutting of a knife down her forearms. Poorly bandaged, her arms began to grow useless and it seemed that they would never heal, as no one would help an Angmarim witch such as she. Daerusc, in one act of kindness, took her scars from her with his own sort of magic. That night, he shed tears for her, very rare for a man of such stature and poise, and Gwyn knew that he did indeed love her. 

Daerusc Gaerheleth

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 8th, 2014
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The first time Gwynedh met Daerusc Gaerheleth, he rescued her from a mob in the Pony who would have stoned her to death because of her race and her homeland. Later on, in friendship and love, he gifted a pink pearl necklace, crafted with a single pearl on a slim, golden chain, to her, which she still carries on her to this day. It is one of the few things she has to cling to of her past, and one of the few things that hews her to what little sanity she has left.

Daerusc and Garton

Submitted by Gwynedh on June 8th, 2014
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Though it has been many months since Gwyn first came to Bree and met the assassins Garton and Daerusc, in her insanity she recalls early moments like these, as her mind desperately reaches out for something stable, something tangible, for which she can hold onto. Though Daerusc and Garton are now enemies, she recalls in agony the time when they were friends, and mourns for those long-lost days.

A Misplaced Eorling - Entry 2

Submitted by Deorgast on February 9th, 2014
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My darn shoulder... It hurts. Damn that whore. What did I ever do to deserve being attacked like this?
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