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beginnings

I ride North!

Submitted by Boen on August 17th, 2011
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 The sun sets over the silent rolling plains of Rohan, nothing stirs in the failing light as it shines it's last rays of the day upon the Farmland of Brock Lonewood, owner of the stables and lands within sight of his small farmstead. The horses are for the most part sleeping, one or two graze lazily, but even they look ready to settle soon enough.

Inside Haudh Iarchith

Submitted by Sebbi on March 29th, 2010
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My hammer crashed into the ancient stonework of the barrow wall, causing a chunk of ancient masonry to drop to the ground and a shock of great force to travel down my arm, almost making me lose grip of the weapon. The small figure behind me stifled a laugh and spoke 'Sebbi! Watch what your doing! You'll have the whole place down around our ears'.

Journal, First Entry: Beginnings

Submitted by Zara on March 23rd, 2010
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Dear Mother and Father,

Rua said it would be a good idea to keep a record of what I am doing, so that when we finally meet, you can read about what I have been doing.

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