Parnard

Continued from: The Speech

Veryacano raised an eyebrow. Perhaps he was amused with Parnard's speech but he kept an indifferent expression and did not refrain from replying with a speech of his own. He adjusted his sitting posture and began with a serious voice:

Continued from following stories:

Manhandled, Folly and Fury, Sword and Stone, Black Ice

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Continued from High on the Mountain

Veryacano studied the eager elf before him for a long while before speaking. ‘‘Spirits you indeed have, young Parnard!” he said, chuckling, and gestured for him to stand.

Continued from: Footsteps in the Snow

Not much could be seen through the white mist of the mountains and even less could be heard through the endless cold winds that blew. Still, Parnard was of the Quendi and he was blessed with sight and hearing beyond the ability of mortals. His senses allowed him to hear the slight sounds of the grinding snow under approaching footsteps.