*The letter is written in careful dwarven runes by an elegant, practised hand.*
Dronmorin, The Prancing Pony, Bree
Rivendell, 3018
My dearest friend.
It has been long since I last encountered your cheerful presence, and I hope time is not weighing too heavily on your fine dwarven heart.
As you may very well know, this winter has been uncommonly harsh. The eastern realms have been quite cut off from Eriador, but as of now, spring is coming near, and I intent to test the passage again.
If it proves passable, I intent to take a group of experienced travellers across to our common home, letting those fit to join us do so.
Of course, it is a perilous journey, but I doubt not that you will be a valuable addition, your knowledge of the route quite unrivalled.
As soon as I know more, I shall send you what I can.
For now, I remain
Your faithful servant
