we gathered for once more. We discussed again the expedition to Angmar, weighing the risk. And the path we should take. The most western pass in Parth Aduial is full of drakes. Dangerous, but creatures only loyal to themselves. The most eastern pass would be guarded by the angmarim. The middle pass was empty, but we're sure it is a trap. We are considering the drakes rhe most. But if we wanted to have hope yet for our elven friends, and if we would make a chance to find the orcs, the captators of Calebriorn, we had ti make haste. Thats's why we quickly prepared the bags, the food and the horses. From RedStable we made west to Bree. From there we followed the Greenway north through Trestelbridge, up to the crossroads where one can see the shades of Fornost. From there we made east for the bridge into the landmark Kingsfell and we finally arrived in Esteldin, the hidden resistance. The journey was long and quiet, but I dared to sing a song or two. There we rested by the fire, discussed plans and prepared food. The rangers there took good care of us. Here I am writing now by the campfire. There is a chance this is my last entry in this book.
