This is Freydís. She is a giant forest cat and servant of Freya. I once saw her 1v1 a werewolf in Transylvania to a standstill. She sometimes teaches me new magic while I sleep. #FriendFriday

There are still places, guarded in the deep and forgotten world, where moonlight gathers in ponds and fairie fire dances among emerald dew drops. A place where marks on stones left by those that came before sing loudly into the night air, and the old trees shudder and bend in forgotten dances.

Frodo laid his hand upon the tree: never before had he been so suddenly and keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree’s skin and of the life within it. He felt delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself.

Me and the boys heard you was talking shit.

"What if someone asks for no spice?"

Going forward sometimes means looking to the past #TravelThursday #SWLRP

Dont really know. Ancient languages aren’t really my thing…for the most part. I’m. Here. I’ll try to draw it from memory.

(Lol Dan is supposed to be kind of a bad artist for this since he's literally drawing from memory and thus misinterpretations could definitely be a thing, but in order to avoid player frustration. Here is an actual image of what he should be drawing.)

Here he is in his new favorite spot. It’s blurry. He doesn’t like to sit still.

Post a picture of yourself to show the newbies what they're dealing with