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Rimedur

Reconsidering

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

"Choices make us and mold us and forge us into what we are today." -Amaya Hoover, creator of Rimedur

Footsteps echoed on the hardwood dock in the harbor of Brookridge. Rimedur Calen strode up and down the length of the dock, taking in the smell of the sea and feeling of ocean mist hitting his skin. The Lathenion drifted steadily in the water, bobbing with waves, still tied to the dock.

"Killian!" Rimedur turned around to see his fellow sailor, Jon, rushing toward him. "Captain needs you. He says he has an assignment for you to do in Bree."

Captured

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

The air was cold and wet. Rimedur could feel droplets of mist freezing on his nose as tried to warm himself near the fire. "I've grown too close to the warmth," he thought to himself. The ex-guardsboy had been tracking a group of Dourhand dwarves from Evendim. Luckily, they did not disturb the Hobbits' peace. If one place was to remain pure the longest, it should be the Shire. However, with the arm of Angmar growing longer and the brigands pillaging and thieving where they pleased, it may not stay that way for long.

Banner (Annastaysia Hawthorn)

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Artscreen
I've noticed that a lot of people don't any banners for their profiles, so I started making a bunch. Norlackale is next. :) Also I made a couple of random ones for Tylan and Savela, so yeah.

Not so very dead after all...

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

((This happened a few months ago, during the yule festival))

Savela & Rimedur

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing

An anime styled drawing dipcting Rimedur and Savela's first kiss. Used Picas3 and Picnik to add color and all that jazz. (Chicago reference ftw) cool

The Breaking

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

What happens when

A love is broken?

 

Does it whither in the sun

Or walk away and then break to a run?

 

Does it shatter like glass between hammer and anvil

Or is it a relief and help you fulfill?

 

Does it freeze

in the back of one's heart?

 

Does it melt

In the fires of one's hate?

 

Or does it implode on itself

Like a star at the end of its life?

 

Or does it remain,

teasing the heart and mind?

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