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The Road to Annúminas The teenage boy whom Saradoc had rescued followed him, Celebaur, and Galenion to the tree line and waved goodbye before rushing back to the full Hillsdale inn. Then the travelers entered the forest and left the village behind. They kept on eastward for a bit, and then came across a small … Read more
In the morning, Renci heads into the cave where Renn is asleep against Volay, Mira a puffed-up sphere of feathers in his lap. She pats Volay’s snout to wake the creature, and as the azurdactyl stirs, Renn rouses as well. He is a little surprised at how late it already is. “I jumpbooted down the … Read more
Renci kneels by the underground stream, organizing her backpack in preparation for heading out. Renn stands nervously nearby, then grows resolute and crouches down near her. “Renci, lass, I know ya have things ya want ta get done, but look at yerself. Ya need ta rest.” She turns away from him and splashes her face … Read more
Renn takes as long to scout around the area as he can justify, trying to force Renci to get some rest. It works for a while, but since he has remained in comm range, she is able to start requesting status updates once her head clears a bit more. He returns to their landing site … Read more
Many Meetings The sun had not yet crested the horizon. Rather, the sky was clear, and the stars were still glowing bright. Far to the east, though, the first, faint blush of bluish-pink began to spread. Saradoc Took cleaned up the remains of his pre-breakfast snack, shouldered his pack, and took up his stick. His … Read more
In the morning, the skies are clear, and the temperature has warmed a bit. They put the tack on Volay and attach their backpacks like saddlebags, agreeing that Renn will guide the azurdactyl while Renci keeps watch. He offers her the Czerka, since its range is better than that of her blaster pistol, but she … Read more
With directions to the cliffs where azurdactyls like to nest, Renci and Renn return to the Resolve briefly to gear up. Renn disassembles the Czerka and stores the pieces in his backpack so that he has it if they really need it, but since they are headed out with the intent to work with the animals they … Read more
A Sword in the Dark The Ranger Celebaur, known as Patch-Cloak to some, traveled the woods around Lake Evendim to learn more of the increased orc activity. As evening drew on, he came across a smoldering house in the woods. Orc prints crisscrossed the area around the homestead, and the scattered splashes of human blood … Read more
The Grey Havens Across the Shire, though none saw them go, the group of Fair Folk rode, passing then about the south skirts of the White Downs; they came to the Far Downs, and to the Towers, and looked on the distant Sea; and so they rode down at last to Mithlond, to the Grey … Read more
On the approach to Rannon, Renci shares what little she was able to find out about the obscure, sparsely populated world. It was only settled in the past hundred or so years, and it is believed to have just some agriculture and mining. Indeed, settlements are barely detectable from the air. The mountain range Renci … Read more
Fortune indeed favors the bold. A few days after Renci Tosh submits her report to her handler, she receives word to swing by the Nabat dead drop. A package is waiting for her, new technology for her to field test, and she smiles when she sees the contents. Now to pick up a few other … Read more
Fog on the Evendim Hills Inside the Eagle’s Wing, Harlan Churner whistled happily as he wiped the counter clean of the night’s spilled drinks. He straightened the stacks of tankards along the back shelf and then turned back to the main room, giving the dark corners a searching look to decide which deserved the first … Read more
Outside the ship, at the base of the ramp, the bearsloth rests her head on crossed paws. Renn reclines against her, idly scratching her behind the ears, as he looks over the person that Renci has just left him with. Mira circles above, keeping watch. Pile-of-Leaves, still draped in his camo netting, sits cross-legged nearby, … Read more
At the Sign of the Green Dragon “I’ll have another one, my dear Rosie,” the old Gaffer said as he emptied his mug. With a nod and a smile, Rosie Gamgee brought another round of drinks to his table, enough to keep the old Gaffer and his companions in their cups for a while. Her … Read more
In her small quarters aboard the Resolve, Renci dons her concealing robes without bothering to wipe the blood off her face. She takes a sip from her canteen and places a call on her encrypted comm. Protocol would call for making a formal report through the chain of command, but command has not been getting … Read more