The Grey Warden

One had much to think of. Lost memories of my parents, Taol and Migyon returned to thought... Would Lirita and I remain here in Evendim among the Wardens of Annúminas... Who would next try to claim the bounty on my head...

The Race of Men is fickle... Their minds changing at the slightest whim. Lirita and I would learn this amongst our travels, yet would not expect to learn of it so soon. Lord Elrond suggested we head for the encampment in Evendim. Joining that of my kin, the Dúnedain that protect the lands and fight to reclaim that of Annúminas. One must admit that I was not too fond of making this reunion.

Two years would pass since our time trapped within the Cave at Nan Tornaeth... Two years our relationship blossomed into something no one expected... and little approved...

It was late in the afternoon when Fiontann went a walk to Rossethor and Nimeway's house.

"There is no foot too small that it cannot leave an imprint on this world"

It was late evening and Neyaa had not felt the child move since yesterday morning.

(A short entry that is particularly misshapen due to nothing other than tears)

Dearest one,
The lady is gone. She took 'er own life in the presence of a few she loved. I fear the worst from what I 'ave heard. May the gods 'ave mercy on this house.