The last couple of days were full of surprises. My head is a mess. I cannot bare so much knowledge. Too many people and names to remember...err... and I've been receiving so many letter. Calling for meetings, calling for help, inviting me for this and that. I am busy as I never was. I need some time of peace...
First, I met Delryc, heir to the throne of the Noble House Faldarion. Young he is, and lost as well, lost on his path to ruling this noble house. I offered him my help and we quickly became friends. His cousin Hirlman, is also a good man. Always loyal to him, he is very valuable to his cousin, providing him with very important information about the past... yes, he is a scholar.
The other day I was also meeting Abellinda, a meeting to help us form an alliance, when Ceou walked in the halls of their headquarters. She told that the red witch, Nalokha, was seen. By who I do not know. But she was in Ost Baranor. We ride up there, both Shadow Blades and Council of the Red Dragon, on our way to the unknown. I stopped in Bree to get reinforcements, as I know some of my men were there. So Duiorn, the horse-master, and Baurond came with me. After a good fight, we managed to trap Nalokha, making her fall in the river, along with Ceou. She disappeared. Ceou was wounded, but she recovered... and we recovered her staff... so it wasn't bad at all.
On another trip to Combe I met also Aranglin, accompanied by his friend and bodyguard, Arandear. With him I've learned about Thu and Morohir. I got into something I cannot explain. Now there is no turn back. I met Morohir. He made me a knight on his service. Which was quite an honor, serving one of the firstborn. After some scouting and investigating, we've manage to track some strange signals from Thu. I decided... to keep the staff. That vile thing was cursed. Thu took over my body, I lost my consciousness. I was told I ended up in Nan Wathren. My friends and companions risked their lives to rescue me. They struck the place, slaying many orcs. They ended up trapping Thu, my body, on the edge of a warg pit. Morohir managed to take him out of me, but before he thrown my body against Morohir. We fall into the pit... hurt and wounded... but we survived thanks to the swift actions of my companions.
There is a lot more to write... but I think I am done for today. I need to sleep...
