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Silvan Elf

Gathering Fallen Leaves

Submitted by Undomion on February 28th, 2016
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One of those rare moments; everything was perfect. What more can one ask than a quiet stream flowing by, the rusting branches, the occasional song in the air, and a maid picking Mellyrn leaves from the water?

Well, there probably have been better moments...though this would suffice for a good long while.

"Whatever project might you be need those for this time?"

"Is it...wrong to share some of our treasures with others?"

"No..."

"I am not responsible for this."

Submitted by Undomion on February 28th, 2016
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"I by no means am responsible for a full grown elf acting childish."

"Come now, tampering with one of the great roots will do no harm to the lord and lady's house in the canopy!"

"Tamper...I am not responsible for that either."

"The breeze is so lovely up here though..."

"It is even better up higher in the places meant to be at such heights."

Of Imladris

Submitted by Tinnuil on February 16th, 2016
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Dear Journal, 

Such a fair land Imladris is, fairer than I expected. From the hasty waterfalls that crash below to the silent trees that rustle in the wind. Surely such a land has been blessed by the Valar themselves.  It is no wonder as to why people seek refuge in such a place, for it brings peace to one's heart. 

Though my reason for traveling here is not for peace. I am here to meet my sister-in-law and friend,Tinurendis. Yet worry clouds my heart, for it seems that she has not come yet.

Tinnuil

Under the cerulean sky

Submitted by Tinnuil on December 27th, 2015
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Dear Journal,

It is odd to be out, to see others that not of my kind. Yet I feel a certain joy clouding my heart, for never in my life ha been traveling under such a  bright cerulean sky. Though what brings me much joy is visiting the town of Men. Long have I yearned to see such a sight.

Tinnuil

Outfits!

Submitted by Tinnuil on December 16th, 2015
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Tinnuil's Outfits!

1. Casual adventure clothes

2. Battle Outfit

3. Casual clothes

A Time in Lórien IV

Submitted by Undomion on December 8th, 2015
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Second Age; 1716, a week after the encounter…

Undómion had a sense of paranoia about leaving his Talan, and remained on the platform within the Mallorn. He felt humiliated. How could he be bested by this one maid?

“You have the looks of a love-struck elf.”

‘No, I do not! So much happened too fast…the forest is enchanted!’ “Perhaps.”

The forest was special in its own way…even the inhabitants. Still, he should have at least kept composure when saying his name.

Chronicle link: 
Lights of the Past; Darkness of the Present

Tinnuil

Submitted by Tinnuil on August 1st, 2015
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Tinnuil Cúgeredis :3 Drawing by me
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Meet Our Leader!

Submitted by Tinurendis on May 25th, 2015
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Because Barangolf's player and I were cackling/flailing about this in IMs. Poor lil' dude, as if he wasn't feeling overwhelmed already.

(Note: All characters are depicted as my own interpretations of them, mostly going off by their profile descriptions & what crappy memory I have of what they were wearing and such because wOOPS forgot to take screenshots.)

(Also woops I'm a lazybutt. Sorry for the lack of colouring and background and general blandness but there's sO MUCH MORE TO DRAW FROM THIS EVENT AKDJHFKJHAD.)

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Chronicle link: 
The Lost Wood-Elves
Misty Mountains Campaign

'Bright are the stars...'

Submitted by Tinurendis on May 23rd, 2015
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                              '... yet lightless is our fortune.'

"Do the stars smile upon us, or is this a show of feint hope? For in my mind I worry not for their well-being, as aid has come, yet my heart says: beware! Danger has befallen your friends, and with each step you walk toward the threshold of your doom!

Chronicle link: 
Nuin Annuigiliath
The Lost Wood-Elves
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