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The Hunt Goes On.

Submitted by Hwiltis on July 24th, 2022
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The mountain wind carries their foul voices. Even further does it carry their stench. The pursuer on their tail ensures she makes no sound, bare feet taking careful steps on the stony path. She hastens. The chase nears its end. 

They came out of the ancient Dwarf-Mountain in the north. A retinue of ambassadors no doubt, dressed in their best rotting hides and assorted filthy trophy-skulls. On wolves they rode across the Vales, but now a pack of eight is left and they move on foot. Evidently the Bear-Men didn't let them escape their realm unscathed. 

Druwing Them Out (Part 1)

Submitted by Drubainbess on March 28th, 2022
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Story

Davamir and Furley had been bantering and picking on each other as if they were siblings, for what felt like months now. It was usually Dav who crossed a line and would need to be put back in his place, but for the most part they managed to keep themselves somewhat in line.

Chronicle link: 
Bloodhound and Brigands

Hunting in the night

Submitted by Waelden on December 12th, 2021
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Waelden, Duncadda and Brinin out for a hunt to fill their stocks for the winter. An adventure long overdue for Waelden, who can now walk mostly unhindered. A majestic deer would be the first of two felled beasts this night.

Kinship/Band link: 
Men of the Mark
Chronicle link: 
Tales from Bancross
Tales of a Rider, a Wolf and their cub

Winter Hunting: The Battle with the Troll

Submitted by Waelden on March 7th, 2021
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The menacing voices and footsteps thundered against the hunting company, and from the forest appeared a raging troll, and a couple of orcs. There was nowhere to flee, and the battle was inevitable. The troll, luckily still weakened and hurting from previous battles, proved to be a most worthy foe. Even though his sluggish swinging often missed its intended targets, it took nearly all of young Ethel's arrows, and the strength and agility with swords and any other weapons of Waelden, Duncadda, Gamferth, Luccan and Yllfa to finally bring it down.

Kinship/Band link: 
Men of the Mark
Chronicle link: 
Tales from Bancross

Winter Hunting: The burned caravan

Submitted by Waelden on March 7th, 2021
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As the people of Bancross begin their journey home with the meat they had gathered during the winter hunt, they encounter a recently burned and plundered caravan along the road between Aldburg and Bancross. Many people paid with their lives in the attack, ill-equipped as they were, and the mere sight of the disaster would hit far too close to the hearts of the hunting company, in more ways than one. Had fate wished otherwise it could've been them instead, and so close to their hometown.

Kinship/Band link: 
Men of the Mark
Chronicle link: 
Tales from Bancross

21st of Wintring, Midday, Trailing a Great Beast

Submitted by Aplin on February 13th, 2020
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Diary

The charcoal strokes of a neat hand run across a page of parchment toward the center of the journal. Slightly smudged, yet legible.

21st of Wintring, Midday, Trailing a Great Beast

Chronicle link: 
The Pocket Notebook of One Miss Appoline Whitethorn

Vanwië - Faranen imi Eregion

Submitted by Mornenion on May 19th, 2019
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Mornenion, at some point during in the third age, in Eregion.

Chronicle link: 
I Ránëo Avari

Ash hunting

Submitted by Ashwyneth on May 21st, 2018
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Ash ran silently through the woods. She was close, she could feel it. She paused so as not to frighten him if he was near, and leaned against a tree for cover. She heard the very faint snap of a twig and glanced from behind the tree. The large buck was very near and she had a clear shot. She whispers, "Forgive me, but your body will give us warmth and food." This was her way of feeling better while hunting, as if the animal could hear and forgive her.

Source: 
https://joeyjulian.deviantart.com/art/Female-Robinhood-176772572

A Barking Creator of Headache

Submitted by Raolor on March 11th, 2018
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An ongoing hunt within Lórien.

Farothir the hound, barking and not following the orders of his new supposed master Raolor who gets close to a beginning headache.

Kinship/Band link: 
Vinyalondë

The Lord of the Forest: Observations of Farothir

Submitted by Raolor on January 4th, 2018
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Story

 

Well… he didn’t like that brute.
He still couldn’t believe it: master had given him the task to help out in the coming hunt.
The hunt itself wasn’t the point, but Farothir had a good intuition.
And his intuition told him that things were just going to get worse.

Kinship/Band link: 
Vinyalondë

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