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Morithelion

City of Men

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Morithelion gently tugged the mane of the horse, whispering to him in Sindarin. His words were gentle, the beast being but an animal and one who he knew would never judge him. He sighed as they came to rest, and peered out over the open stretch of land. In the distance, he noted a clustering of lights shining in the darkness. The elf cocked his head, for he knew this city, though only in tales and by word of mouth.

Finding Hope Elsewhere

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After my brief stay at Duillond, a short 8 months, I decided to set out eastward, for Imladris. Hope remains that what information I could not find here will be found in Lord Elrond's House. I worry that he, like the others, will distrust me, but I know that he is wise and with his council, I may find peace. Others of the Noldor may reside in the Valley, I know, but it is time for me to face them... with my respect, or with my rage.

Record Searching

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In the Scholar's Enclave of Duillond, I studied long the records I found of my father in the city. However, they proved nothing of his life that I did not already know. Daedhelos lived in Ered Luin for many years before moving to Lothlorien. So, what information could possibly exist that does not already exist here? I do not know, but I must try to search for it elsewhere. My father deserves to be proven innocent of his crimes AND our lineage. Or, at least, proven worthy of our Kindred's trust....

Death or Desertion?

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"You have been long away from your kindred, child of Daedhelos. Now, in these dark times, you return to the people of your father. Why is this so? What news do you bring to me?"

The words of Dorongur Whitethorn struck deep inside Morithelion. The uncertainty with which the lord spoke instilling worry within his soul.

Farewell to Duinhirdraug

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I had to say farewell to my wolf companion, Duinhirdraug, at the bridge of Duillond. We have known each other since he was a pup, me befriending his father and the ancestors of his pack hundreds of years ago. I think it sad that the lives of beasts tend to be so short. He has come to aid me much in my travels these past few years, and I will be sad to see him leave this world. Though I know he will greatly miss me as well, he must know that we will meet again someday... after all of this is over.

A Thousand Years, then Duillond

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The lights under the mountains twinkled, the city from afar gleaming bright, as the countless stars of the dark sky. Duillond, one of the last refuges of the Elves on the Western shore of Middle Earth, seemed now at peace, it's people no doubt taking their respite until dawn. They had many cares needing to be tended to. Perhaps they had forgotten of Daedhelos? The city, having been a home of Morithelion's father Daedhelos, was also a refuge. Inside, it housed many who would rest, to soon continue their journey on to the Havens.

Trial of His Kind: A Life Led by Sorrow, Odium and Ambiguity

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Morithelion (IC he did not write this, but these are occurrences on his journey)

This set of occurrences chronicles Morithelion's journey to become redeemed with his kindred, the Noldor (more specifically, the Gondolindrim and the Galadhrim) after rumours about his father's ancestry and mysterious disappearance are spread throughout the lands of the Elves.

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