Torture

Facing The Past

Submitted by Drubainbess on June 11th, 2022
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Drubainbess

Those who tortured both Dru and Stitches years prior, have resurfaced with revenge and fury on their minds. The possibility to finally have it all over and perhaps to rest is enticing, but neither Dru or Stitches can be sure how it will end.

Screaming in the Night

Submitted by Syllea on June 7th, 2021
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Syllea had left the inn trembling and crying. Cat followed her, seeming very attentive to the girl's feelings. Syllea did not notice this, though. She wanted to run until the inn was no longer in her sight but got no farther than a few steps past the door; she collapsed into the grass and let out a heart-wrenching scream. Tears poured down her face, her fingers dug into the grass beneath her, and her breathing became rapid and quick as she struggled to get air into her lungs.

Kinship/Band link: 
Lost Ones
Chronicle link: 
The Huntsman and The Stag
Lost Ones and perhaps now found.

Pain Dru-out The Night

Submitted by Drubainbess on October 20th, 2019
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Dru cried out in pain, curling into a ball around herself. Her body was drenched in sweat which in turn caused her tunic and the one blanket she hadn't kicked off, to cling to her uncomfortably.

She tried to take slow, deep breaths, but couldn't control her hyperventilation.

His Name...

Submitted by Blodflaed on April 18th, 2019
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After the fight, Sigfread talked with Gaeded, discussing Lheuwen.

Kinship/Band link: 
The Black Steel
Chronicle link: 
Spell Séo Scealdmaegden
A Neverending Journey

And Into the Fire

Submitted by Drubainbess on February 24th, 2019
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Dim light. Voices. Flame crackling. Heat on her face. Odd echo in whatever room she was in. Dru’s eyes were not yet open, but she could feel herself in some sort of chair. She opened her eyes, lifting her head. Three men. Why did two of them seem somewhat familiar? Where was she? Her head ached. Her side throbbed. She barely made out what they said…but the one she did not recognize was kneeling before her chair. Why was he messing with her wrists? Chains.

The Vile Tree

Submitted by Raolor on April 3rd, 2017
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The abomination is trying to reach the sky like a rotten tooth.

Foul branches try to grope the fog like misshapen fingers.

Kinship/Band link: 
Vinyalondë
Chronicle link: 
Vinyalondë: Under The Eaves Of Mirkwood

Dyghus, the Great Strength, Chapter IV: One Step Forward

Submitted by Nenusidh on January 25th, 2016
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With a curved bow in his hand, he marched through the barren wasteland underneath the mask of darkness the land has given him. Soon, he shifted from being out in the open towards the cover of trees and rocks to hide him from sight. He waited, and his instincts were correct for soon, he had heard voices. Voices he recognized – one was croaky and crisp with age and weariness, whilst the other was simply aggressive and showing strength through even his voice.

Chronicle link: 
Dyghus, the Great Strength

Dyghus, the Great Strength

Submitted by Nenusidh on January 4th, 2016
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IC: A Narrator, whose identity is not known to most, OOC: Me, Nenusidh.

A ranger with a certain past, or rather history, often speaks of tales and adventures that oft the Ranger will not be known for sharing, thus I will be the one doing the sharing. This chronicle, book, novel, will follow the story of Nenusidh and his first years in Angmar.

"Sometimes smile works better than torture"

Submitted by Priya on December 2nd, 2015
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Seia: "You asked me to promise not to harm your father, which I will not promise."

Priya: "He is my family. And if you're with me, he is your family as well....Is it customary in Harad to harm the bride's father? Do you not respect your elders?"

​Seia: "If I did not fight my elders, I would still be in Harad....And I do not think you have asked my mother's permission for marriage."

Kinship/Band link: 
Misfits and Meanderers

The Life of a Sadist

Submitted by Quintyn on December 24th, 2014
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OOC: Quintyn, IC: Please refer to Summary.

Warning - Read the 'Chronicle Content' section.

A new style of writing, for me, which involves writing through the point of view, of Quintyn, while also retaining a third person view.

A journal of sorts, perhaps akin to a diary. Describing several events throughout the 'present life' of Quintyn, a sadist.

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