It started about ten days ago. The beginning of a new adventure.
Up on my camp at Ost Barandor in the Brandy hills of Bree-land I encountered the most unexpected person.
Her name was Tarrah Gilaenah or ''Greywolf''. She came into the ruins unaware of my presence. If it was not for Fang then she would have entered unaware to me as well.
It was Fang who sensed her. But she was not alone.....
Her wolf Naerna.... was with her..
She of course on her turn sensed me so a stealthy approach had no use.
My bow was ready to strike down this cloaked woman but eventually there turned out to be no need for that.
Fang was rather calm on our encounter and this noted me that she was no threat. Neighter was Naerna.
She followed me to the platform of Ost Barandor where I had my camp site.
We talked for quite a while. We both were on our guard for one another, that was... until the name ''Grey Warden'' fell. I do not remember who said it but It we both reacted to the name as to know it. And this was enough for me to let down my guard.. and the same counted for her.
After that we talked even more and it soon was clear to one another that our bloodline started at the same beginning... We were Kinsmen of one another.
Another ranger with a wolf. What large adventure awaits us?
It was not long after our encounter that we went on the road.
I had business down at Thorin's Hall... or rather... unsettled business.
I asked her if she liked to join me, after all four eyes and two wolves make the journey allot more safe. She agreed on this and happily accepted my offer. Of we went to Ered Luin.
Our journey did not encounter much trouble. There were a few bears in the shire that needed taking care of but aside from that nothing has yet slowed us down.
Soon we reached the city of Duillond. What a sight it was.
I had been there before but that was a long time ago. I almost forgot the beauty of Ered Luin and the elven cities that lay within the land.
She and I went our both ways to investigate. We had to know for sure we were not followed and that the road ahead is safe.
I took Fang and Naerna with me into the hills just outside Duillond while Tarrah stayed in the city to speak with the local elves.
I stayed in those hills for about two more days... and what I discovered was unbelievable.
I went to the Harbor of Kheledûl. I knew it once was an important route for ships but when I arrived I heard nor saw any ships aside from one tiny dwarves boat.
And the dwarves were not of the Hall of Thorin. These were Dourhand.
Vile evil dwarves that fight in the name of the Dark lord.
They had taken over the harbor and were prepairing something. It was almost like they were planning to ship out some wargear... But where would they head to? The docks of Celondim? The Shire?
I had to find out.
I stayed an entire day upon the hill to observe them. But not much was gained from this. All I saw was them moving objects from inside the buildings onto the boat.
I need to get in closer, I need to find out what is happening.
I went back to Tarrah and have yet to tell her this. For her story was even more interesting.
Aside from the local elves she also met a woman by the name of Neyaa who was traveling with someone. They seemed to know the area quite well.
That be if I follow Tarrah's explanations. I wonder if I will meet these two strangers.. And if they might provide some extra help in infiltrating the harbor.
Time shall tell us.........
