Gerwolf

I finally reached Rivendell since my last diary entry...yet I was postponed before my arrival as I happened to come across my friend Glanlotiel's younger brother Thalanil doigd what he apparently does best....cave exploring...much to his sister's dislike, so I yelled a bit on him and pulled him out of the cave and watched as he rode away somewhere arou

I recieved a missive from Lord Gerwolf Thalanduin of house Thalanduin in Breeland explaining that he did not believe Lady Hughes version of events in regards to Kerls death and wished to speak to me about it.  Upon hearing this, my heart soared, as I realised he could still be counted as an ally.  I hurried to his Estate, where he informed me that he remained an ally to all who were loyal to Kerls memory, and that we could call on him and his house if we so needed,

"Argh!" 

Rivelle jumped, twisting her torso and legs in the air to deliver a solid kick to the training dummy's chest. Breathing heavily, she looked at the dummy, somewhat satisfied that it looked slightly more tattered than when she had started an hour ago.

Why was her father being so difficult? She could've stayed and fought to protect their family. He could've taught her everything about running a noble household himself! Even mother could have.

Today I must write about Ardeghon.  What can I tell you of Ardeghon Dalgren, the Warrior Poet?  My little Micelscop!  Well, he has at last returned from his journey to Aldburg in the Folde that he had made with Hyrien whom he affectionately refers to as 'Lady