Atgar challenges Glumir to a fight.

The raiding party entered Sarnur Keep, eager to track Glumir.

Durin's Folk members rallying at Noglond before the raid into Sarnur

 "... the young Green-elf had the stature of his people: somewhat less in height and slender as a sapling, shaped by their long abode in the forest deeps."

- Interregnum: A Day at the Beach (III 2984)

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My name is Aicanwe. I am a Dark Elf...though neither of those statements are totally accurate. What parent would name their child 'Terrible Commander' - what exactly do I mean by 'Dark Elf'? There is much to explain. 

'Your granny were called Gráinne. I loved her from the moment we first met. She were clever, and as sweet a lass as ever a lad could hope for. She were the fairest lass I'd ever laid eyes on, before or since our first meetin'.'

Some of the Clan watch the sunset with two moons. Should they remain where they are, where they have long dwelt and wandered, or should they send a few of their folk West, to try and discover what is really happening in the rest of Middle Earth? Surely the sign in the sky is a portent of the unexpected?