Raolor

The company of elves, led by Alcartano, an emissary of the Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, next to a bridge that leads towards Caras Galadhon.

Although most part of the City of Trees is still hidden behind the many Mellyrn, a great light may be perceived from afar.

The mountains are silent.

A far rumble.

A strange breeze touches the foreheads of the wanderers.

After having finished all business within the vale of Imladris, Ráolor of Valariandë sets out to catch up with the company of elves that aims to reach Lórien.

The paths of the Misty Mountains are fell and dangerous, and Ráolor makes use of his skills as superb reader of tracks!

The stranger approaching their camp turns out to be the sculptor Ráolor, also travelling east through the Hithaeglir. It is a welcome and unforeseen meeting, and many words are shared beside the campfire.

The company makes camp in the Hithaeglir, almost on the eastern edge of the pass, overlooking the Golden Wood when someone new approaches the camp, out of the snowstorm.

Lilleduil and Ráolor meeting at the stables in Rivendell.

Both are going to leave the valley soon - with the former heading to the Ered Luin, and the latter aiming to reach the Golden Wood.

Skyrim to Bethesda, mods to Nexus :p

"Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road!

Say farewell to bondage! But say farewell also to ease! Say farewell to the weak!

Journey light: but bring with you your swords!

Annunghil the smith and Raolor the sculptor a few days before their departure from Imladris.