Renul

Dear -name is smudged-

It is with the deepest regret that i heard of this passing. Once i would have tried to avenge your wrongs but I have changed and no longer seek the thrill of battle or the glory from tournaments. I wish i could just pack up whatever ones i may call my friends and move across the sea. As the words of that old song say, "White gulls are calling from across the distant shore, and you'll be here in my arms just sleeping" I wish this was how it could be. I wish there was peace instead of this war. Why must evil thrive? 

It was one of the usual night's for Renul as he was taking his random walk around bree, as usual he headed towards barrow downs, as his hobby is examination of behavior of the undead and other creatures there. Upon reaching the barrow downs, a cloaked figure, who did not introduce himself by the name, only as servant of angmar approached him, the man casually tapped Renul's back before he spoke.