And so it is that I have made the journey to Imladris. It has been long and hard, and most importantly, dangerous. The roads hold more evil to them than I remember. Though the nearer I traveled to Imladris, the less danger I felt. It seems like the scouts and warriors of Imladris gaurd the valley well.
On the road home, I was able to rest at Thorenhad with the sons of Elrond for a few days. I was glad to have their company once more and we shared many stories of our travels in the past couple of months. They and their warriors are doing their best to keep evil at bay in the lands surrounding Imladris.
Oh Imladris. She is much changed. After finally healing of my injury three months ago, I did not wander these halls often. But now, as I take in my surroundings once more, it seems like a different place to me. There are few who I recognize and fewer still who spare me a glance. I have returned to my old chambers in the house. Everything is as I left it, as I did not bring much with me to Celondim.
Early this morn, just after I arrived, I reported to Hir Elrond. I was glad to be in his presence once more. He is as calm and collected as ever and my worries seemed to wash away as we spoke. There is much that needs to be done in Imladris and the surrounding lands.
Hir Elrond spoke of a missing nazgul, a fell creature of terrible power. He would ask that I retreat back to the area near the Bruinen and help his sons find this creature. He told me it was of utmost importance. I have already said that I will do whatever my lord wishes. So, though I have just arrived, I must leave early in the morning to Thorenhad.
Though I leave in the morning, I decided to spend my evening in the Hall of Fire, something I enjoyed many millenia ago, but have not had the chance or want to do in many years. It was quiet this night, few people were there to enjoy the music and drink. I thought it was wonderful though. I made the acquaintance of two elleths who I have never seen before, Hiril Runa and Hiril Annestel. Both hail from the golden wood.
It has been too long since I have been able to have a nice, civil conversation with others of my kind and it was nice to speak with them.
I must retire soon, lest my journey to Thorenhad be delayed. Until next time, dear journal.
