And so I was asked...myself and Calenglad have never seen eye to eye on most matters, yet there is a grudging respect for one another, he plays his part well and commands a measure of order and respect amongst the wardens here at Tinnudir. I pass through, when needed, often alone. And so it was that I expected to retire by a makeshift camp, at peace with my thoughts as I look upon the blue lady's realm. How I love her beauty, and that which she weaves upon Nenuial's waters at the twilit hour. And so I was asked.
Calenglad approached me, a question in the familiar grey eyes of my kin. It seems two travellers have been espied, news from the warden's refuge far to the east of the Kingsfell tell of a woman, dour-handed, dark haired and tanned, by our standards, and a sour man of similar disposition, seemingly in tow. An unusual arrangement. Surely a woman follows in the wake of a Man? They have come here into the land of Evendim, unlooked for. And so I was asked.
Calenglad wishes for me to better know these new arrivals, to gain their trust and to learn their motives. An easy enough task. As a hunter oft will select the weakest point of his prey, I will choose the woman, for she will be easiest to sway and I may learn of her intentions and the orders she receives from her companion, if he is to be the superior. However, the moon is high and the late watch is mine- this task can wait til morning. I discern something moves abroad, beyond the blue lady's vigil, across the northern wild. We can all feel it...