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“Come, Nareloth. Be not afraid. Thousands would kill to prove themselves worthy of such honour. Serve me, Nareloth, and of all troubles shall I free you.”
"Nareloth, driven with pride and madness, left his manor during a blinding sunrise, taking a secret path along the cliff of Imlad-i-Manadh. None of the residents have seen them leaving. None but one. Carfaron, who was out hunting the wild beasts of Gwathaur, saw his friend while collecting the hide of a fallen bear near the forest's northern border. He joined the hero and followed him until Nareloth grew tired of the hunter's attempts to convince him into giving up.
Only two days after Garethred's arrival to Bree he was aproached by Norlackale - the physician of Bree and an old friend of his - who was keen to carry out a research on various species of wild turtles, many of which crawl within the hot pools of Malenhad. He claimed he was looking for someone who knows the area well and Garethred, eager to help his old friend as well as finally having something to do, said he would help with this experiment, despite he has never slain a turtle in Angmar.
"Nareloth stood at the foot of the moutain range which covers Aughaire from the north-east. From here he had a clear view on Fasach-Larran. His sharp eyes scoured the field for clues of the whereabouts of his nemesis."