Daegond

We arrived at Hrimbarg, northernmost settlement of the Mountains, near the Northern High Pass. There were a few Naugrim there, very surprised at seeing such a large group of Elves, some rather bedraggled and not looking much like soldiers, as one said to me.

The warhammer on his back moved.

It was a tiny movement, almost imperceptible but restless, terribly restless.

Yesterday, under the respective command of Lords Veryacano, Khalis a

Sir,

This morning I went to the Forges to see Lord Vorongwë set out leading a goodly number of people southward for our Lordship, and the Hound amongst them. The Fountain Lord ordered the company to make haste and not to wander from the road, and if anyone went missing he would not give orders to look.

To His Excellency Lord Elrond,

My lord,

It is regrettable to say that recently the gathering taking place under your roof in the Hall of Fire has been a dull affair. Same songs repeating over and over, same elves performing the same dances say a thousandth time, conversations barely touching to any sense or bearing any fruit, 

  Many are the days that the Grey Watch keeps the roads of Ered Luin safe and sound. Long are the nights we watch the ravines of Rath Teraig, and keep a constant vigil to prevent the coarse goblins from wandering out into our domain. There is plenty of work to do, and we - the Wardens of the Grey Watch - we do it well. From the shores of Mithlond and its tall and proud watchtowers, to the great dwarven halls in the north, we make our way with spear and shield, with bow and arrow.