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Elven

Third Annual Grand Elven Ball

Submitted by Veryacano on December 7th, 2010
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 Guests enjoying the music and dancing at the Third Annual Grand Elven Ball, hosted by Bar-en Vanimar.

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3rd annual Great Elven Ball

Submitted by Lhak on October 26th, 2010
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On the run.

Submitted by Dalgaroth on June 25th, 2010
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The Journey began at Bree, Dalgaroth leaving everything except his one true love, Elswynn behind... All of the fighting and shouting, people judging him and attacking him...

From Bree it was a long journey, they travelled so far that Dalgaroth was drifting to sleep on his own horse... just before they got to Celondim... Oh what a sight it was... Plumb coloured leaves glide down, spinning gently as they hit the leaf bed below... Elves singing and dancing, working their hearts out by the riverside...

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Defiant Daggers

The Archers

Submitted by Feldunir on March 4th, 2010
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Archers of the Golden Wood

Lament of Beleriand

Submitted by Celebant on December 17th, 2009
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Tinnunaer, ae hîn en elin, silivren felais peleth, ae, hîn en Edhil, gwanath erin-gaear! A tiro nin, Gilthoniel! Eledhrim, tiro an i Annûn Elbereth, lend a fael, ú-awarthamín in felais linnol, linnol ammen en Bar.

Prelude: Heritage

Submitted by Turanien on August 11th, 2009
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The coldest of winds had long been ravaging the land of Nevrast. It was not uncommon for the heather-lands to be beset by such a thing; being a land encircled by ocean and mountain. The Ered Wethrin lay to the South, cutting off Beleriand, Ered Lómin to the North and Belegaer to the West. Yet there was a terrible chill to the winds in recent times, some lingering memory, a malice, seemed to be borne upon the very airs. No burning heat fell upon the land of Beleriand, no silver shimmer of the moon rising high; for this was still before the creation of such things.

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Bar-en-Celandine

The Library of Elrond

Submitted by Andarne on August 2nd, 2009
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Well, I was recently at Imladris, revising some lore and what-not that I required. I just could not keep myself from admiring the sanctity of Lord Elrond's Library! It is surely one of the marvels of our time.

The Fall of Gil-galad

Submitted by Andarne on August 1st, 2009
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Gil-galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
the last whose realm was fair and free
between the Mountains and the Sea.

His sword was long, his lance was keen,
his shining helm afar was seen;
the countless stars of heaven's field
were mirrored in his silver shield.

But long ago he rode away,
and where he dwelleth none can say;

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Wardens of the White Lady

Gates of Nimrodel

Submitted by Andarne on August 1st, 2009
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Lothlorien's security is first and foremost my priority, along witht he safety of Imladris, Falathlorn, Mirkwood and any other Elven Settlement. But, as you can see here, appearances can be deceitfull. For high in the treetops, lie my bretheren; ready to fire upon any who do not have the permission of The Lady, or the Light of Good.
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Wardens of the White Lady

Mirkwood's Borders

Submitted by Andarne on August 1st, 2009
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Mirkwood was where I was sent recently, for two weeks; by the Lady Galadriel, to speak to Lord Thranduil and offer aid if needed. I was in my boat, searching the coast for Dol Guldur's Servants, and I was amazed that, even in death, Mirkwood is magnificent.

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