Lósengriol

The last tale of the evening was given by Melumatyar, in which one of the Eagles of Manwë Súlimo guards the hröa of a slain warrior and explains to a naive inquirer wherefore such a mighty bird would perform such a duty.

Guests stream in to share tales, both happy and sad; to sing songs; to recite poems; and above all, to listen to one another's memories. Lady Manadhlaer did a discreet bit of baking so that there would be sweets as well as wine for the turn of firith into rhîw.

Lord Glinthir leads a company of Elves from Imladris -- Melumatyar carrying healing supplies, and Hamadmachor carrying wool cloth and furs, with Olriandis and Arradril to scout the northern pass -- to resupply Vindurhal. Ulvoin, the master of the small chambers beneath the outpost (oddly well stocked with reading material and a cat, to the Elves' delight), offers some assistance in return -- aid of a more linguistic nature.

Two nights after the discussion with Harnack, the House once again gathers to talk over the Dwarves of the Hithaeglir, but for a different reason. Manadhlaer has received a letter from Ulvoin, a member of the garrison at Vindurhal, requesting medical supplies. These are in abundance and easily spared, but what ohtari will protect the delivery with blade and shield, and what ettirnor will scout the way and possibly overturn answers to some of the questions that yet remain?

On a cold night as firith readies its exit and rhîw its entrance, members of the House gather to discuss the repercussions of the mission to aid the Dwarves of the Hithaeglir, and especially to learn what Harnack would wish done. The ice of winter will make travel over the High Pass inadvisable for a short time to come. What will be done with the evildoer, who is now an involuntary guest of the Eldar? Harnack insists that merely recovering the heirloom of the slain Dwarf's family is insufficient.

In an alternate universe, where only the crabs could be angry, Manadhlaer discovers how very nice strong drinks made with shaved ice can be.

Krimruk never suspected that the very fine Roper's Twist he was offered by the "merchants" was adulterated with a few other things. The strength to babble nonsense quickly leaves him, and he willingly walks out with his captors, only to pass out in the snow. As Arradril binds the captive, Branalph slips back into the fortress to retrieve the adulterated pipeweed, lest their deception be discovered, and finds the heirloom axe. 

Glorfingwë's handpicked team accompanies him to the fortress where Krimruk. the Dwarf who held a deadly grudge, lords over his gang of petty criminals. The group waits tensely as Glorfingwë exerts his considerable powers of persuasion. Will the slightly altered pipeweed have the euphoric and addling effects the Lady promised it would? Thanks to that -- and a bit of improvised acting by Arradril, who praises Krimruk's red hair and pretends to be Glorfingwë's spoiled daughter -- things take an interesting turn.

After a long and arduous journey, representatives of Lósengriol prepare to attend an event thrown by the Hobbitry-in-Arms to celebrate what the Small Folk refer to as the Foreyule season. Left to right: Lirisseya, Melumatyar, Glinthir, Manadhlaer, Branalph, Glorfingwë. Back row: A rabbit of the Hobbitry.