Katrandil

The Torn Journal: The Wanderer's Heart

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Poetry

Gorneleg ventured a bit ahead staying on the edge of the hill then closed her eyes.

The Journey: The Night Has Fallen in Forochel

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Story

And so we moved from the Frozen Lands once again, leaving what was dear both to me and Lothrandir behind. Forochel was the land I still called home. It was deserted like my life and sould after The War of The Ring. The road was long and silent, filled with blizzards and extreme temperatures. On the last night before proceeding into Evendim we sat on a hill, listening to the sound of the wind and watching the Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights above us. They spend their time by the campfire, but I didn't join them this time.

The Shadow Walkers: Every Journey Has An End.

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Story

After many years and days of travels The Forngarmo, now separated from the others decided to take one more road as a Shadow Walker. She slowly went back through Mordor, leaving Seregost behind. What of her friends? One would ask. They took another way as there is nothing that can last forever. She walked all the way to the Ranger Encampment in Agarnaith, several times glancing behind. Somehow, she was changed by an unknown event that happened during the battle in the Court of Seregost. She was now known around as Gorneleg, The Hard Ice. But not many knew about why she got such a name.

The Shadow Walkers: Lhaereth The Stained

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Story

The three friends and the dozens of other Warriors might have just encountered Shelob but the joy and glory of having no casualties did not last lore. Almost immediately after they left Shelob's Lair they found themselves in the unending darkness of Mordor once again. And their next step would be Agarnaith. As they moved through Dor Amarth, they met with two other groups and raided not only the orc encampment of Fushaum Tum but several more other encampments of the minions of the Enemy.

The Eagles are Coming

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Her fury soon passes as she starts to become weary from the fight but still stays on her guard. They both still fought on until the numbers of the enemy has reduced.

Age Coming to an end.

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Finally, their final destination was before them. The Black Gate of Mordor - The place where their fates were about to be decided. Both armies started their movement. Katrandil looked at Ornessar. "So... this is the time, my friend. I hope for the best." - She said towards him and kept observing the orcs. He glanced at her and hugged her tightly that one last time. "If we split, take care..." - He whispered then pulled away from her.

Stop at Haerondir

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Katrandil left her steed and went away thinking about the past and her friend kept thinking about the future battles. She glanced towards the orcs that were still present in the spot where she encountered them last time. Then the two decided to have one last conversation before approaching the Enemy's Stronghold. 
The Elf keept glancing at the enemies.
- There aren't too many of them, most must already be inside the gate - He said.

The Shadow Walkers: On The Field of Victory

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Story

After setting up the camp The Forngarmo was feeling like she was going to collapse but still she kept masking that well, even with the wounds, that remained untouched since the battle. Then, the two began to search a spot for themselves and as she tried to speak a man came up to her and grabbed her, soon the two vanished from Ornessar's sight, bickering about seeing a healer. After that she came back out of the medical tent and went to look for her friend, clearly annoyed that anyone dared to touch her.

The Shadow Walkers: The Last Hope

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Story

Finally, their final destination was before them. The Black Gate of Mordor - The place where their fates were about to be decided. Both armies started their movement. Katrandil looked at Ornessar. "So... this is the time, my friend. I hope for the best." - She said towards him and kept observing the orcs. He glanced at her and hugged her tightly that one last time. "If we split, take care..." - He whispered then pulled away from her.

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