Annunghil

Turumor leading the company of elves through a forest full of peril. Leaving Echad Sirion, they make for Ost Galadh.

Shortly after their arrival upon Echad Sirion, the elves seek the counsel of a scout of the Malledhrim named Falasgon.

They discuss the further steps of their journey, and decide to reach Ost Galadh, an elven stronghold at the heart of Mirkwood.

As they look around within the Malledhrim camp, they notice the lack of its defences.

Neither palisade nor moat.

Bustling activity.

Supplies and military equipment being unloaded.

The crossing has run smoothly.

The boats make a creaking sound upon touching the soil.

They have arrived at the other side, and the memory of Lórien's light mingles with the shadows of Mirkwood.

Lead by Alcartano, a group of elves approached the center of Caras Galadhon. And behold! Upon the mightiest Mallorn that towered the City of Light, there shone a silvern swan. A fountain it was, guiding clear streams of water into a pond that mirrored the stars.

Leaving the chambers of crafting, they step outside.

Night is falling, covering Caras Galadhon like a light, gentle cloak.