Teleyn

Entry Twelve: Exile

It has been long, since one parted the pages of this journal. Not since that of the Misty Mountains and that of the banishment of the company from the vale. Much has happened since the day one’s wound would heal and it was time to depart from Imladris. Khalis truly showed friendship, risking his position to spare one’s own banishment. One will be forever grateful to Khalis, till the end of his days amongst these lands.

Entry Ten: Road to Ruin

Entry Nine: Rescue

The company's journey through the Lone Lands was unremarkable as the days rolled by. They camped along the way, hunting for food and replenishing provisions by foraging from the land where and whenever they could.

Entry Five: Hall of Fire

One rested well for the first time in a while. The peace and tranquillity within the borders of Imladris would succumb to any feared warrior, turning them into lovable beings. The Bloody Dawn where a fine example. Within their home of Bree, they would appear somewhat vicious and cutthroat more often than not. But in Imladris... they would appear humble and kind amongst the Elves.

Entry Four: Imladris Beckons

Entry Three: Lost Memories

One would be a liar if he told you that thoughts of long ago, did not creep to mind in this place. The Trollshaws somewhat held dear to one’s heart. After all, it was within these lands that he met her.

Entry Two: First Encounter

So it has truly begun. One arrived at the Dawnhall to be surrounded with unfamiliar faces. Though this was to be expected, as this is after all business of the Dawn and not of his own. Few one recognized from previous encounters though none he trusted. Fiontann seemed to share an intimate moment with another. One is pleased if his brother has found comfort and happiness in another since the split with Nellye.