It is the year 2965 of the Third Age and the Shadow is returning. Twenty-four years ago, an alliance of Elves, Men, and Dwarves defeated a horde of Orcs and Wild Wolves, under a sky darkened by Giant Bats, inaugurating a new era of prosperity for the Free Peoples. But two decades is a long time for peace to last, and in many dark corners of the earth a shadow is lengthening once again.
Rumours of strange things happening outside the borders of civilised lands are spreading with increasing regularity and, while they are dismissed by most as fireside-tales and children’s stories, they sometimes reach the ears of individuals who recognise the sinister truth they hide.
These are restless warriors, curious scholars and wanderers, always eager to seek what was lost or explore what was forgotten. Ordinary people call them adventurers and, when they prevail, they hail them as heroes. But if they fail, no one will even remember their names.
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by silverfoxdmt73 » Sun Feb 26, 2023 7:47 pm
The story of the man of the North, Targon.
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by silverfoxdmt73 » Mon Mar 13, 2023 9:36 am
Targon has lived in the neighborhood of Bree for the past two years. His past near the lands fallen under the Shadow has left him unwilling to ever return. The corruption of the land, human and monstrous servants of the Enemy, and finally seeing wights summoned by the Ringwraiths broke his nerve. He traveled far until the most dangerous creatures he had to deal with were bandits, wild animals, and the occasional rumor of what might be a warg. And hopefully those rumors just turned out to be some farmer's diseased dog that needs to be put down.
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by ManWithDoor » Tue Mar 14, 2023 3:37 am
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."