Journal of Daralion, Entry One

It is a cold and rainy day here in Eregion. I decided to start a journal, just to fill spare time.. Now .. What to write about? I am just sitting here on a log at an abandonded campsite. It is, luckily dry now. I always enjoy the sight of the trees after a rainy day, it gives some kind of sparkly glow. Very enchanting. I just came here in Eregion, I have been travelling the path from Rivendell to .. Well .. Here. Pend Eregion, I believe. That reminds me .. I should buy some new parchment. The road to here was as usual dangerous. The path is crawling with Worms, assaulting supply caravans and travelling merchants. Vile creatures they are.. When I passed Giant Valley the road was calm, queit small mountain passages. Beautifull to behold. I followed the road to a ruined .. I think an outpost .. called Gwingris. My kindred are having some trouble with the wilds and the invaders from the South. I got a task to go to a small worksite of the Dunlending. The savage scum is tough, you can not deny that. I was finishing my objective and sabotaged a few things .. But then I got hit by a stray arrow in the back of my leg. Bah, I hate stray arrows .. Lucky shots from cowards who do not dare to fight face to face! The wound looked nasty so I strumpled to safety .. And now I am here, recovering a bit before heading back to Gwingris. I do not got anything else to write about I think .. So I will leave it to this and write soon again.