The Bloody Dawn

There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth… not going all the way, and not starting.

"I wonder what else this big lake is hiding..." - Thought Eniredir, as he sat on a small chair at the Scholar Stair in Bree, with a big map set on the table. On the bottom right side it was written "Evendim", and he also had a small book in his hand, a rather rugged but with its letters still legible.

After all these days, fighting and spending our time in the cold, sleeping on the snow, feeling our bodies hurt  and cold the time has come to go back home... I went ahead to scout the lands and hunt, while the others were resting, most of them were injured. What I found upon my return I did not expect. It saddened and angered me greatly, and made me think too much of the future.

Entry Eleven: An Unfortunate End

Last night, there was much talk in the Hall of a band of Men encamped outside the Gate of the Valley, and some thought they were refugees, fleeing the darkness, and others thought them a group of roving bandits, and some thought they might be supplicants, messengers sent to ask for aid from Lord Elrond: arms, or stores of food, though I thought this year’s harvest a bountiful one, as there was plenty of rain and sunshine, in proper amounts.

Entry Ten: Road to Ruin

Entry Nine: Rescue

We found him at last, we passed through the Giant Halls  and made our way to the East, Fang found some traces of blood and we followed them, while sliding down the hills and hiding from an avalanche.

An Elf appeared, his name is Osilivren, I can't say he was pleased to meet us since apparently Faelyne said that she's coming to no one and he was angry at her. Fortunately after Taala, the Grey Warden and I talked and said how she helped us he accepted our claims and both came with us to search for Brammy.