Katrandil

Long after the Battle of Pelennor Fields The Forngarmo would find herself sitting by a bonfire in The Camp of The Host. There, she would guide her own thoughts towards her home and all the events that transpired in her life. She didn't know what awaits her in the end. Her thoughts wandered from the enemy camp, in which she was held in the days of youth, where her chieftain found her, then to the battles of old. Somehow she focused on her parents and this was the thing that increased her faith. She also thought of the one she loved since the very beginning.

Katrandil had tidings with The Red Company during that period, and in the end so did Ornessar when they and Kat came to his doorstep and asked for the help of the Elves to rebuild their residence - which was assaulted a few days prior. Ornessar led a small group of Elves of his House and they repaired all they could in Redstable. 

The sky was dark and cloudy, and Katrandil was making her way to Imladris alone, clad in nothing but some rags that made her look like a Dunlending. How she came to the possession of them, no-one knows. With nothing but the shards of a broken sword and a pouch of water, she was trying to find shelter in the night. 

And thus the last (or maybe not?) journey of the Shadow Walkers began. With Sauron gone, it was like a weight was lifted from their souls. The journey was long but certainly fun in a way and sad in another.

They passed through Gondor, stopping in Bar Hurin, Arnach, Pelargir, Linhir and Lamedon, and they eventually went through the former Paths of the Dead. None of them ever feared this place, whatsoever. In Rohan, they made fewer stops, and they typically stayed in the wild, except that one time they went to an inn in one of the towns and drank some mead together.

As the three friends entered Mordor, an uncomfortable feeling passed through them, but they all ignored it. They kept moving through Cirith Gorgor, defeating any orcs in their path, and they passed through Carach Angren. If they all weren't immune to fear, a wave of dread would have taken over their minds - but with the presence of two Eldar, the shadow of Mordor was nothing to them.

After that fearful dream, Ornessar and Calaerneth stood up and went to the baths of the guest-hall to clean themselves and get refreshed - after all, a large feast was waiting for them. When they exited the baths they returned to their room and took care of each other's long, majestic hair and they wore formal and royal clothes, for the feast.

Not long after the Battle of The Black Gate a young man named Amirion has found a journal on the battlefield, but its owner was nowhere to be found. He kept searching for him or her for a long time but without luck. The person was gone. Only thing he found about her was her name and the name of the city where it all began. Amirion decided to send the journal back to the city hoping that it will find someone who will be able to return it to the rightful owner or just keep it in safe place but before doing so he put a short note in it. 

And so did Aragorn son of Arathorn gather as many soldiers as possible to come with him to the Black Gate of Mordor and fight one last time against the Host of Mordor. The two friends, Ornessar and Katrandil, joined him too. 

There, they met a defiled Númenórean, called "The Mouth of Sauron", who conversed with Aragorn. This event started the battle. The Black Gate opened, and Aragorn turned towards his allies.

In the south, the ships of the Corsairs were approaching. "The Corsairs of Umbar are coming!", men shouted, feeling that their doom was coming and Belfalas, Ethir, and Lebennin were taken.