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“I need some more liquor, I fear,” Moruivë groaned. He stood, went to pick a skin flask and some roasted meat by the fire. Then he gestured us to follow and climbed atop his wheelhouse, where we had met him the day before. I almost spilled my diner trying to imitate him, but ultimately Naryafinwë and I were sitting on the rooftop with fuming, grilled ribs dripping with honey. Moruivë took his time to settle against the pillows, filled a small tin glass almost to the brim, took a sip and then, as he ate, started to talk.

More art for "The Nort End of the Salt Road " by Kalendeer!

A really cool story where you follow a bunch of elves from the first age to the secodn while they try to solve a feanorian mystery and maybe find some insight about their own lives in the way!

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“I need some more liquor, I fear,” Moruivë groaned. He stood, went to pick a skin flask and some roasted meat by the fire. Then he gestured us to follow and climbed atop his wheelhouse, where we had met him the day before. I almost spilled my diner trying to imitate him, but ultimately Naryafinwë and I were sitting on the rooftop with fuming, grilled ribs dripping with honey. Moruivë took his time to settle against the pillows, filled a small tin glass almost to the brim, took a sip and then, as he ate, started to talk.

More art for "The Nort End of the Salt Road " by Kalendeer!

A really cool story where you follow a bunch of elves from the first age to the secodn while they try to solve a feanorian mystery and maybe find some insight about their own lives in the way!