Elf

It was the middle of the night, Uruniire, tired of the Bree-lands, longing to be in elvish lands again, got up out of bed, put on his purplish-blue and green tunic and trousers, wide-brimmed hat, blue, with a massive feather in it, and pack, stuffed to the brim with books and scrolls, some rations, a coil of rope to scale the High Moor just outside Rivendell, and a small dagger for defense, and grabbed his staff. Then he left the Inn of the Prancing Pony. He went to the stables nearby, untying his horse from it's post, and was off.

After Katrandil was mostly healthy, our three friends made their way out of Forochel and went back to Evendim. They camped in Parth Aduial, in the High King's Crossing, where some other rangers had also camped. 

^{_{[This is also where Ornessar saw The Unpleasant Dream. More about it can be found in http://laurelinarchives.org/node/39111]}}

And thus the three friends entered the land of Forochel. As soon as they entered the capital of the Lossoth, a guard stopped by and examined them. He let them pass, since he knew and trusted one of the three - Katrandil the ranger, since she aided them in the past. Ornessar did not know the language of the Lossoth, so he let Kat do the talking. 

​Addramyr! A Athramar!

Gilith vi chín lín,