Part 127 – The Cold Winds Blow The morning was bright and busy were the workers all about. Waving goodbye to the travelers heading out was Herion. The travelers were
Part 126 – The Elves of Lin Giliath Morning had come to the lands of the North Downs. The grassy fields in the Kingsfell were bright green as birds chirped
Part 125 – The Blood Path The air was thick and sinister. A feeling of dread hung heavy in the atmosphere at the threshold of the path toward the Bonevales.
Part 124 – Failure Too Far Afield Early it was in the ruins of Ost Guruth. Not a soul was awake save one farmer in the western part of the
Part 123 – Eastward Bound The rising sun in the village of Bree was bright and warm. All around, the patrons of the village bustled about on their work going
