Forochel

It feels more like home again every day. 
How I missed the frozen shores of Forochel, the kindness of the Lossoth and the stories they tell around their fires when the skies grow darker at the end of the day. 
The light that follows this darkness that guides wary travelers and amazes young ones.

Forochel, home of the Lossoth, allies to my people ever since the last days of Arvedui. It feels like comming home again now that I set foot in the snow beyond the northern mountains of Evendim. 

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. 

First entry

Here I sit, in hiding, to write my thoughts to you, Ola, honoured father of father. My heart still grieves for you, though it has been 5 winters since you left us. I still remember the day, that day when you did not return to the homefire. Wicked magic it must have been, which made that bear so strong, for you were the best hunter and warrior we knew.