Olwing

One contact now, amongst these lakeside wardens at Tinnudir. I had observed him one or two days amongst his fellows, before he began to speak to me. Tall, even for one of these northern men, not badly presented, tho' apt to slouch. A good reach to his arms, and a keen eye for detail - even if he lacks discipline, and indeed, regular bathing. I warrant however he is a handy lad to have beside you if trouble is near. ....

Imladris, 44th day of Ethuil

The Secondborn are indeed a curiosity! I was pondering one such - a woman - that I happened upon some days ago, while I wandered through the Vale of Imladris of a starlit night.

We will move on at first light. I have no more time to give to Esteldin and its Wardens at present. We make for the Tinnunudir lake, set west beyond the burial mounds of the Wardens. Godric must make the best of it that he can. He will protest, but it is better to leave now than before he falls into futher folly with that girl. For me, a pleasure to see its cold waters again.