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Hushed Night

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Theylwe had hunted them throughout the day and well into the night.The small band of orcs were agile and had evaded him several times, but none could escape his tracking. He picked off their border patrol earlier and made sure that there was no detection.The orcs camped in the forest where they thought they were safe from any foes. How wrong they were.

Riders of the Riddermark Chronicle

Author: 
Various Riders. (Denholm: OOC management)

A chronicle to share and record tales, memories and adventures, as the Riders of the Riddermark travel through Rohan in search for adventure and providing aid to their landsmen.

Before the Battle

What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

Diary of Hrothgurd Hammersmith: Durin's Day

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

 

Durin's Day, year 2894 of the Third Age, Hammersmith Hall,

 

This day was a day I would remember forever.  The day promised to be a normal Durin's Day in Hammersmith Hall.  The Ale Association was here, selling their ales and meads, and minstrels singing the songs of our forefathers.

The Ambush

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Dark clouds hung in the air like a vast cape over the world, “A storm is coming…” mumbled a man with dark leather armour at the front of a company of men, he drew his hood up and bowed his head down as a gust of cold wind hit them. A Wall of pouring water was visible rushing towards them. It his them like a thousand icy daggers hit them, nature had no mercy.

The fall of Gazatlug

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

 

The Taste of Battle

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

Tale of the Saviour:
 


The Taste of Battle

Last Glimpse

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Artscreen

Her vision was becoming blurrier and blurrier. She could feel the blood trickling down her face. Redain's face was there. She could tell. With one last grunt of pain, she blinked. Then, nothing. Redain was gone.

Poem Of Battle

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Swords will swing

and skies will burn 

Some will sing 

And others turn

But here I stand with my brother 

where we will fight for one another

I may die and be forgotten

A Rescue Mission

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

(warning, this is old and badly written)

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