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Beleg Strongbow, Marchwarden of Doriath

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[14 Jun 2002|06:22pm]
[ mood | happy ]

My dearest Lalaith, I have a question to ask you.

*gets down on one knee*

Will you marry me?

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[27 May 2002|11:28am]
[ mood | calm ]

Well, Lalaith and I are leaving Rivendell again, this time headed for the coasts. I hope we can --



*acts on Ally McBeal, sings, has incredible music career*

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[17 May 2002|10:04pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Lalaith and I have arrived in Rivendell, and it appears there is a wedding ceremony about to begin! Is this the heavily anticipated Glorfindel/Celeborn marriage?

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[10 May 2002|01:15am]
[ mood | calm ]

Lalaith and I are now on the road, making our way south to the cavern system in the center of Lord Thingol's kingdom. We are making a point to take our time, and enjoy the countryside. We should reach the new Girdle by tomorrow afternoon.

I have not seen the stars shine so clear since the night I spent on Amon Rudh. They truly are beautiful beyond description. Lalaith is also amazingly beautiful tonight. I wonder if she realizes how wonderful of a person she is?

The fire needs tending.

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[06 May 2002|01:59am]
Well. I have returned to my original body.

Lalaith and I are leaving the barrow downs, and moving along the old path. We have no destination yet.
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[01 May 2002|04:07pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

I am still trying to deal with the ramifications of this body... I have had an extreme urge to say some very, very funny things. I am restraining this as best as I can, but it is becoming quite difficult. Lalaith and her whole family have also fallen under the effects of this virus. I hope a cure is discovered soon.

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[29 Apr 2002|11:42pm]
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

I am not sure what to make of these most recent turn of events.

I hope more of you prove immune. I am not, apparently.

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[29 Apr 2002|04:24pm]
[ mood | cold ]

The Barrow-Downs are an empty place. Lalaith and I have explored every inch, but she seems determined that there is something here for her. I hope she is right.

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[27 Apr 2002|10:58pm]
[ mood | calm ]

Lalaith and I have reached the Barrow-Downs. It is eerily quiet, and there is a bad feeling in the air. It is to be suspected, I guess, but still. *shivers*

Hmm. It is good to have such wonderful company, though. Lalaith has been talking with me during our travels, moreso than she would ever talk to anyone from what I have seen. She is truly a very compassionate and intelligent woman.

Anyways, more later, we are traversing the lower grounds of the downs.

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[26 Apr 2002|01:44pm]
[ mood | calm ]

Lalaith and I are now traveling west from Moria towards the Barrow-Downs in the Eastern Shire. Lord Thingol, I apologize that I will be late in arriving in Rivendell, but I cannot leave Lalaith when my skills are much better served protecting her. We shall most likely be at the Barrow downs in a day or so, and will update when we reach there.

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[24 Apr 2002|12:43am]
[ mood | calm ]

Beleg wanders into Moria, his wicker lamp held high. He hears distant singing, and wanders in the direction of it. He comes upon Lalaith, beautiful, yet incredibly sad, holding up a piece of jet black obsidian.

Lalaith? Hello. It is I.

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[22 Apr 2002|10:59pm]
[ mood | busy ]

I was crossing the expanse near the Long Lake when I noticed that Laketown was on fire. Between various screams about a dragon, I was able to help some of the wounded and put out the fires. My aplogies, King Thingol, for my delay. I will take the Forest path from here through Mirkwood and then down through Moria.

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[22 Apr 2002|03:22am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

I have returned from Mandos. The dwarves were spilling out into some of the other wards, so I deemed it a perfect time to return.

I am Beleg, the greatest archer in the history of the Children of Iluvatar. I served under King Thingol as Marchwarden pf Doriath, and was a very good friend of Turin Turambar, before he accidentally killed me. I do not hold him responsible for that fateful day, however, as he was under Morgoth's curse.

It seems some people are looking for my bow. I still have it.

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