The wind feels so at unease here in Thamas Lorn, just like it was in the area around Echad Baranduin. Why do I feel like this? The air feels so thick, as if there is deadly silent here, no sound, not even from the trees. I do not know why I feel so alarmed.
I was so relieved when we came home to our beloved Halls after weeks in the woods. Linnethril gave our Hirgonui our full report, where we outlined our observations. We explained about the locations where we saw traces from creatures. We saw shapes of goblin scouts, signs of spiders and hints of more dreadful creatures. I do not know if we saw it all. The poison, the horror could nearly be touched upon. We could not move forward, nor could we go further north. Who knows what awaited us. I even cut myself on one of the branches infected by this strange substance or maybe remains of spiders? It was just a rift, but it has not yet fully healed. But I do not wish to burden the healers or tell my Hirgonui.
But what we saw, well... It was awful and we still do not know what source and what causes this. We cannot let this go further south. It is impossible. We cannot let it go over to the borders to Shire. We need to prevent it. We cannot allow this to aflict a peaceful land out of balance, which is so important for our lands and others nearby. The Shire is the heart of Eriador. The peace, the flora, the air cannot be disturbed, it needs to be in balance for all living beings in the lands or around. Our Hirgonui took our report very seriously, and he gave orders to the servants to ring the bells. Bells of War! The reality struck me in my face. It all became so dramatic in a blink of an eye.
Hirgonui and the Conin will now mobilize our ranks, to prepare us, and do our first assault for a long time. Loth-I-Lonnath will go to war, in a battle. Our peaceful Herth, that only should patrol and guard our lands. But I know this is the naive truth that I have forced myself upon. We are trained to protect, which means: We must lift our weapons and wipe out evil, all unnatural.
The word 'war' make me shiver, it should not be like this. It should not be of our concern, but it is. I believe that is why I sense so much discomfort and disturbance in the air. I also know is myself that cause this, my head, my feelings, my heart. I fear it, I am afraid. But I also want to go. This is what I was trained to, protecting the lands I love and to serve Loth-i-lonnath
