Notice: With the Laurelin server shutting down, our website will soon reflect the Meriadoc name. You can still use the usual URL, or visit us at https://meriadocarchives.org/

Parnard

Of Earcalie and Hingalas: Part Two

Submitted by Danel on September 9th, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

I glanced at Hingalas, knowing what was to follow. Although he was merrily helping himself to the food he had selected, his eyes had that gleam of sudden keenness that I recognised. From the edge of my vision I saw Parnard gulp.

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Of Earcalie and Hingalas : Part One

Submitted by Danel on August 28th, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

(This tale takes place two days before Danel and Parnard leave Numenstaya for Celondim.)

 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

A Brief Parting

Submitted by Danel on August 25th, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

(The evening before 'Errand Boy' by Parnard )

 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Errand-Boy

Submitted by Parnard on August 19th, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

The roads were not muddy, to Parnard's relief, as he would not have his new cloak or armour splashed, and many brilliant lamps cast a silver glow upon the elves as they traveled to the market town of Celondim.

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?
The History of Two Brothers of the Wood

A Cure for the Poison: Part Three

Submitted by Danel on July 31st, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

Estarfin opened his mouth to speak, but then looked away. “We should make preparations,” he said softly. But that was not his original thought.

I tilted my head and reached out to him again, “What is it?” I asked, sensing his reticence. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

More Visitors.

Submitted by Danel on July 25th, 2024
in
What type of content is this?: 
Screenshot: General screen

Two unexpected, but most welcome, visitors arrive within a short time of each other. The first, Earcalie of Forlindon is an acquaintance of Danel's from her recent time in Imladris. More than acquaintance really, as the older elleth looks upon the lively, curious younger one with favour and hopes for a happy future. 

The second, Hingalas the Ropemaker of Mithlond, is an old friend of both Danel and Parnard. He arrives reminding the others that he was invited to their Autumn Festival, but could not attend then so is visiting now. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

A Subdued Celebration

Submitted by Danel on July 24th, 2024
in
What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: AI Generated/Influenced

Story:  'A Muted Midsummer Feast', by Parnard.

There is still a celebration a little after Midsummer Day, but the participants cannot bring themselves to enjoy it to the full. Although they appreciate each other's company, and the fine food prepared mostly by Parnard and Marawendi, (though the return of Filignil at the last moment means the return of Roast Chicken,) they are still in a measure of shock at what happened to their home, and at the loss of Aearlinn. 

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

A Cure for the Poison: Part Two.

Submitted by Danel on July 23rd, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

“And you were saying, meldanya?” My attention was focused on him again.

He sighed, lowering his head. “I worry that the tide is rising, whether we want peace or vengeance.”

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

A Cure for the Poison

Submitted by Danel on July 22nd, 2024
in
What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Instinctively I turned my betrothal ring on my index finger, finding comfort in the action. My fingertips traced the design, the diamond stars embedded in the pattern of the Calarcirya, to ‘watch over us, always,’ Estarfin had said. I smiled at the memory.

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Watching

Submitted by Estarfin on July 22nd, 2024
in
What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: AI Generated/Influenced

Estarfin watched the road, eyes keen for any unwelcome traveler. As he waited under the stars, he ran through the lines of lore he had been writing.

 

Through snows that veiled the mountains bleak,

Three Firstborn strode o’er vale and peak,

Parnard, a wood elf, young and free,

He pulled them fast from western sea,

Though young he was, his spirit burned,

For hope in darkest Mirkwood yearned.

Danel, beside him, fierce and bright,

Chronicle link: 
No Return to Cuivienan?

Pages

Subscribe to RSS - Parnard