Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| March 8-9, 3019: Coil |
| The Precepts, “The Golden Scrolls”: Set no man between his kin and his khan. Let none test him, whose kin and khan do not agree! Let him flee hooked tongues and touch the altar, that the Sacred Fire save him. Shall not blood carry taints? But who shall test it? Seek not, blood will speak. No one knew Dhiav Butcher's business that night. Men found his body before the shrine, but why and how, none knew. The guardsmen found no witnesses. “Could've been anyone,” Varendur sighed. “Tell them that!” Menarion muttered, as Pelargir's Haradrim gathered to mourn and malign... |