Cathdil woke up in the middle of the night cause of a loud banging on his door. He looked around his room, it was dark and from the outside he could hear a heavy rain falling, behind the banging. He shrugged the sleep away for a bit, still being tired after a long days work of harvesting on his field. He got up and walked over to his wardrobe, opening it. There were a bunch of clothes in there along with a chest. He unlocked the chest with a key he had around his neck. In it some green clothes, a bow along with arrows, a sword and a dagger were laying. He grabbed the dagger, holding it behind his back and walked off to the door. The banging was getting a bit louder as he got closer to the door.
His old self made him aware and he checked through the window first. Out there he only could see darkness, rain and a man. Yes, there was a hooded man even. He was a bit worried, but he went for the door, still holding the dagger hidden behind his back. He lighted a lantern standing by the door and unlocked the door, the banging stopped when he had unlocked the door. He opened the door slowly, looking at the hooded man he still could not see clearly in the dark.
''So.. You still alive. Good.'' Said the man outside. Cathdil raised an eyebrow at the man, as he forced himself pass Cathdil and into the house. ''You wont be needing that dagger against me. You already forgot me?'' The man asked as he pulled his cloak down and turned around, looking at Cathdil. Water was dripping off from the man and Cathdil himself was surprised of the man. ''Un--.. Uncle?!'' He stuttered. ''What in.. What are you doing here? This late?'' He managed to get out before he realized the door still was open. He closed it and locked it.
''Oh, good to see you Uncle, want something to drink?'' The man said sarcastically with a smirk. Cathdil sighed and looked at the man. ''Well, it is late. What do you expect?'' Cathdil responded as he put the dagger down next to the lantern. He walked over to the glowing fire place, where he put some firewood into it and made the fire start up again. ''As usually, I did not expect you to be too glad to see me. But I am here anyway.'' The man said as he took a seat at one of the chairs by the fire.
Cathdil took a seat on the other chair by the fire, looking at the man he called Uncle. ''So, what makes you to come all the way from Esteldin to find me then?'' He asked the man. The man sighed once and looked at Cathdil. ''Times have changed, something is happening up north.'' He said a she lighted up his pipe on the fire. ''Rangers, all of them that is close and able is called home.'' He continued as he started to smoke.
''That life I have put behind me. You know that. So it must be something else, something important you sought me out, in the middle of the night. In that storm we have.'' Cathdil quickly responded. ''So, what is it? No riddles this time Uncle, I want a straight answer.'' He continued. The man let out a small cough and looked deep into the fire and then back at Cathdil with a worried look on his face. ''Amorth have been sighted again. I myself have seen him, he is coming for you.'' He answered. ''He is seeking revenge after that day.''
Cathdil was a bit shocked. Amorth, the man that made him give up his life as an Ranger for those years ago. He played up an old memory in his mind of the day, the awful day. He quickly snapped out of it and looked back at the man. ''How do you know that? How can that be? That day..'' He said with a sad look in his eyes. ''That day, he died. I know, I stood over his corpse, I was the one that put him down with that arrow, remember?'' He asked the man, still with the same look in his eyes, but it started to go over to anger. ''Bah! I know, I was there too! It is some sorcery of Angmar. I have followed the trail. From Angmar, to here, to Bree.'' The man exclaimed a bit loudly.
Cathdil shock his head for a bit. He was no longer tired, instead he was full of energy. Amorth, the man he had slain all those years ago. The man that had slain Lyreth, the Elf he was in love with. He stood up quickly, walking over to his dagger, grabbing it. ''You can stay for the night, I need more sleep.'' He said and walked into his room, going to bed, putting the dagger next to him...
