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Nimlith's rescue

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As night falls, the company gathers and discusses the next move with the scouts.

Nimlith's rescue

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The army moves out in search of Nimlith.

Nimlith's rescue

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The party moves out towards the wilderness of Eregion.

Nimlith's rescue

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Finally, Huinen arrives and informs the Elves of what he found out about Nimlith's disappearance.

Nimlith's rescue

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The party for Nimlith's rescue assembled in Gwingris under cover of rain and fog.

The search for Nimlith

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The sky was stormy, and the Elves arrived under cover of thick fog.
"This is to our advantage." Mirineth, the leader of the assembled party looked up at the rain from underneath the cover of the ancient watchtower at Gwingris. "The enemy will not be forewarned of an army assembling here."

PART TWO: Hidden Truths

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PART TWO: Hidden Truths

Letter to Lord Mithon

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This is a Letter

My dearest Cousin,

It has been long months since last I heard from you; but I know you reside in Imladris still.

I trust this letter reaches you, and the message it contains is taken to heart.

My wife, Malliel, and I are to journey homeward; to Caras Galadhon, where our child is to be born.

Ventris Journal, Entry Three

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Entry: Third Dated: 16th of July Subject: Duty and Revenge We are so few in number, that a death of one of us is something we cannot take lightly. After the Sacking, there are so few of us Calthrian’s remaining I do not think we can start over again. I think of all of us, Zelderan has suffered the worst. The death of Sabrial, most of the Fifth Company, his son Ravenal…And now Athenna. *Isilorbor closes his eyes for a moment, fighting down dark clouds in his mind before carrying on*

Bree, Old Gal

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She had but arrived at the edge of the town yet the wave of noise and life had already rolled over the road and engulfed her breath. Temperancia almost felt the dampness causing her skin to crawl. She stood still and looked down at the town ahead: what energy, what welcome! She had just before ridiculed and forgotten her amazement as a wee girl in her first time in Bree and now she stands, dethroned, a lasting blowing wind left in its wake. The exciment. She drew near and observed: the garbage on the ground, the people and their stride. But the streets!

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