Not a quiet night in Dale
[Trigger warning: rape attempt]
Third Age, 2600s
Dale and Mirkwood
Olriandis went out of the loud staggering tavern to breathe some fresh air and give rest to her ears. She stepped into the quiet side street and inhaled the night summer air, full of flower scent and lake breeze. She liked being a part of trading expeditions to Dale-lands and Erebor - being curious by nature, she was attracted by different lands and races.








