Scouting

They had covered a decent amount of ground in a day, Tancamir reflected drily. Luthelian was spirited, and their tempers often clashed, but they had still managed to make some progress on their scouting trip. There was no sign of the frost-giant Lord Dolthafaer had seen by the frozen pool a day before, but they had seen goblin-fires on the heights, and  found goblin-arrows  and signs of a scuffle on the path leading east.

Authors's note: Again, like the first chapter, if the players of the characters portrayed in this story do not agree, please let me know and I will amend. I kept creative freedom to myself regarding the conversations for the continuity of the story. I did however borrow some of the verbal character interactions from Timandhris in order to allow continuity between her story and mine. She is aware and has given her blessings for it.

 ((OOC note: Here Galodin writes about the fight that almost cost his life, the fight with the Gaunt-lord in Dol Dínen))

Here I, Galodin Dunedhel, write my story about the recent happening, my fight with a Gaunt-lord Wight in Dol Dinen.