The Forngarmo

The Forngarmo spent a few days with her allies to prepare for the incoming battle. When that was done, they spent a little time together and the ranger decided to express an attachment towards the groups' healer. It seemed to be only one sided to she let it be, trying to forget about the whole situation but still remembering the promise she gave her. She buried her own feelings deep inside focusing on what was to come. 

During one of her travels, the Forngarmo has decided to stop for the night at the camp of her kinsman, Mincham. Upon reaching a close proximity of the camp she has spotted that there seems to be a small gathering of people around the campfire. She found herself a good vatage point and then glanced at her wolf, Valor who was now also carefully watching the people around the fire. The Ranger looked at Valor "Go, scout the area..." - She whispered to the wolf and watched it run around the camp, scouting. 

And so the unexpected companions sneaked through the Fields of Fornost, undetected by the enemies. The first goal has been reached. They succesfully reached the Gates of Fornost and the ruins itself. In the middle of the night they entered the remains of the Ancient City. They looked around, to check if any enemies are around, but none but them was there. 

It has been long since I last wrote my thoughts, but I finally got a moment for myself. So... I have arrived in Amon Raith with companions. A long way from my camp in Bree-Land it was. Also a dangerous one. I was alone in my journey until I've reached North Downs. There, after a night in Nellie's house I have met a hobbit, Suoma by the name. Then after a moment Ornessar joined our party.