My beloved has returned to me and to our son. I am filled with joy!

I wandered Imladris with Nemben and there was my herven, my meleth. Oh how brightly he shone, within armour of white. I felt as if in a dream. My beloved Andarne is back!

We held one another and Nemben spoke to Andarne for the first time. A sweet "Father", came from our son's lips. My love was overwhelmed with happiness. We wandered to our guest quarters of the house of Elrond where I was told, to a certain degree, why Andarne made a swift departure.

Cyfric,

Exhausted though I was, I spent much of the night reading through Saelran's old book of herblore and remedies to see if I could find any directions for this strange root. To my mild annoyance, I found nothing pertaining to this directly, although I did find a passage about another concoction that aids in removing the white from the eyes that is caused by age.

I finally got to see Earinlin's father..
I don't why I feared him so much.. He was not very different that Earinlin. He seemed to have the same warm personality as Earinlin.. Though I could sense he was a proud person with strong integrity regarding his heritage. But I also could see some sadness around him, don't know why..

We departed from Aughaire in the morning, as agreed, deciding to strike out south and search the Ram Duath first. It is somewhat safer than Fasach Larran, lacking wargs for a start, and it is far less likely that we would run into Iron Crown followers there than we would at Donvail - which is teeming with them.