Angmar

Anna tore off a piece of meat from the now roasted pheasant she and the Ranger she traveled with had caught earlier with a old book open in her lap she had brought along. One of the numerous tomes her family posessed about Angmar and it's various cults that were known outside of the innermost circles of those wicked folk.

“Kill him like you did the other elf, and send the ribbon to his bitch.”

I stole these clothes from Angmarim men along the pass of the Jä-rannit. I decided to go south to Aughaire than north to follow them to Carn Dûm.

 The letter is sealed tightly in an envelope that has been slightly bent and worn from travel. On the back is scrawled in perfect Westron; 

To Furley; 8 Long Street, Wyrmlin, Bree-land.

This diary is dated several days earlier.

I’ve sat on this bed, in this room, for three days now. After having been chased through the Lone-lands by all sorts of fell creatures, I was attacked by a Warg. In the Trollshaws!  These are dark times indeed if such beasts would come hither to the lands so close to Imladris. 

Muirne paints a spell over Khyus as he prepares for the Night Raid in