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Estarfin

How Legends Begin

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Tolbold Tatersfield almost swaggered as he walked into the ‘Elbow’s Bend’, nodding greetings to familiar faces, and noting with a hint of pride how most of the others stood back for him to approach the bar.

He winked  at Henepa, ‘A tall glass fer me, and one fer Sarno, if yer don’t mind.”

Your Words are Cruel

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Estarfin looked down from the stars, watching the dark waves instead.  'You speak cruelly, though I do not believe there is malice behind your words.' he said. 

Danel turned to him, confused and wounded by his accusation. Never would she willingly speak or act cruelly to him. 

"How so?" she uttered.

'You spoke of slaying babes in arms, the most innocent of us all....'


'Aye...' she said softly.


Estarfin's voice trailed away...

It is his Choice to Make.

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'I do not think Parnard understands our warnings," Estarfin said as he looked out over the bay.


I nodded my head. I thought the same. "I do not know how the sea longing affects the Nandor or Avari, only that many of the Noldor and Sindar feel the call. It is a dangerous choice for him to make. But if he does decide to come here, I will not stand in his way."

Estarfin turned his head slightly, to watch a ship in the distance. 


"No, it is his choice to make." he added.

And so it was.
 

Doubt and Misgivings

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“Are you recovered from our hunt?” Danel asked Parnard as she watched him sharpen a long knife.

“Recovered? Of course. Swan-hoof is being well-looked after in the stables; we have plenty of meat to last throughout this season; and friend Estarfin seems to be his old self again. All is well!"

Danel made a tight, strained smile. “You are right that Estarfin is much like his old self again. I do think this place is doing him good."

The Problem with Men

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For me, the problem with Men is straightforward.

Estarfin hates them!

 

A Wild Hunt

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"This filth cannot be allowed to roam where they will," declared Estarfin, his bright eyes scanning the surrounding hills searching for more enemies. Wordlessly, Parnard held out his wineskin, an offering designed to distract and placate. 

"No, we shall need clear heads to clear this nest of vermin out," said Estarfin.

Wanderings: Talking the Night Away.

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(This story continues from  Return to Cuivienan )

 

We sat under the stars awhile, drinking in the light of their memories. After some time Estarfin moved seemingly absent mindedly to tighten the straps on his pauldron. Our converse on Cuivienan finished for the moment, my thoughts had moved on to another matter. 

The Hunt

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They had planned to hunt for boar or deer that day. There would be a need for food that would last until midsummer at the least. A boar hunt? That was before they came across a small surprise on the edge of the Halfling's lands. 

Listening

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“I would commission something from you,” I asked Parnard, as we sat together again by the small lake. “A cloak, hooded, so I may hide my hair at need.”

The Day Has Come

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He awoke early after a night of little sleep, and strange dreams. The memories of them were only vague in the pale morning light, becoming as intangible as the early morning mist as he tried to recall the details of them. His stomach turned as he sat up from the thin mattress of furs that had served as a bed. His muscles ached from the hard floor and he let out a low groan as he stretched. Dawn was upon them, giving him light enough to look around his surroundings and his companions.

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