The Inn

I'm the innkeeper. It's my business to keep track of strangers. So what's your story? Here you can find some interesting stories, travelers and stuff.

[celia-rguez]

Interlude. 

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Added a second picture in case tumblr decides to compress the drawing.

[epiclad]

Redrew an old piece from 4 years ago! Larger image can be found on my dA!

[maraudersinn]

The Inn is quite busy today:

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The Inn is quite busy today:

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Map of Faerûn, circa 1372 DR.

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Kvothe through the fascinating world of The Kingkiller Chronicle.

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These weapons are stuning, a piece of art.

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The Riddle of Strider

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.

 - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Gandalf writes this poem in his letter to Frodo when the four hobbits were in Bree and before they know that it refers to Aragorn. Actually, the poem was written by Bilbo after knowing who Aragorn was.

[maraudersinn]

Just an amazing elven city inside the forest and a Faerûn landscape made by artist: Thom Tenery

[rockingthegraveyard]

Basically all the screen time with Elrond.  I feel like a lot could have been avoided if people just listened to him.  In my defense Aragorn did do the thing…later.

Bonus:

[maraudersinn]

Silverymoon city. ¿Who else want to go there?

[cerebrobullet]

Drizzt Sticker by ~ladyarrowsmith

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[kimmuriel-oblodra-deactivated20]

You are so pretty. Can I hug you mister elf?

“…” Kimmuriel only stares at the intruder, his look a mixture of annoyance and boredom.

[maraudersinn]

Faerûn Sword’s Coast maps. A piece of the Forgotten Realms enormous cake.

[maraudersinn]

He looked down at the mask hanging around his neck. So simple a lie, and he could walk freely throughout the world. But would he then be trapped within the web of his own deception? What freedom could he find in denying the truth about himself?

R.A. Salvatore, The Halfling's Gem