Gorneleg

The Torn Journal: The Wanderer's Heart

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
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

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
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 Journey: Lothrandir

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

How So few words can destroy so many hopes? How a reunion could turn into a disaster? 

The Shadow Walkers: Every Journey Has An End.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
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.

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