((Lone Lands))

Sparrow had brought candles into the library of the Study. There were only a few hours left before dawn when she would join Arthasdir once more in the saddle. As expected their news brought on yet another travel – a return to the lands of the Eglan wardens, this time they would gather enough manforces to be prepared to stand their ground should it come to real fighting. The air was dry the smell of old parchment steeped into the walls.

I was wandering in the wilderness, past Bree and the swamps laying at its east. I was traveling in the dark, lurking around orcs, wargs, spiders and creeping ones, My arrows were taking their toll among the evil-doers and feeding myself from the wild animals roaming these hills. Alone on my way with no particular aim, I enjoyed the inner calm of traveling this way.