Annúminas

     Today I received word that my presence is again needed in the North Downs, and although it pains me to leave the city in such a sorry state, it is apparent that this choice is not my own. It would seem that many companies of Orcs have been mustering near the southern ridge of the Ram Dúath, and several of my kin have already fallen beneath their shadow.

     Tonight I took with me a small company to repay our enemies for their actions against us. Rayah, Daeriir and myself ambushed many of their patrols on the city streets, and were even able to retake much ground with the aid of our kinsmen.

     Today I scoured the lowest ring of the city. It seems that this is the section most effected by the lake, as the water in some places came up past my knees. Many building are entombed beneath the water, and the docks district is entirely inaccessible, except by boat, or by swimming across.

     My company and I have been stationed at the former capital of Arnor for now, which seems to find itself in quite a sorry state since last I laid eyes upon it. I have gotten word of the activities that have taken place here from others of my kin, although I had refused to believe that the ill news was entirely true.

It had all started with a letter.