The young man leaves Archet, journeying to Bree-town. He has spent five years in that town, looking for clues which may point him on the right path. All travelers in that area of the world pass through Bree-town. 'tis an infamous town because of it. The people who pass through are not all of the sort you would sup with, and the young man knows this. Still, he is aware that his past is so twisted, the things he has done so terrible, the people he has allied himself with so evil, that even those people who the common man would spit on would refuse shelter to him.
At Twenty three years old, he is dark. His deeds are dark, but his soul glows with an everlasting light. A noble light. One day he shall be honored. One day he shall be something else. But for that to happen, he must be ripped away from his past, ere it catches up with him and the light is extinguished.
Along with that light, it seems he has extraordinary luck, as he is recognized by a friend of his brothers. It seems the two siblings are spitting images of each other, as the friend mistakenly believes the man is Damlan. He informs the younger brother that Damlan was in Bree-town not three days prior, and that the young man has missed his brother yet again by such a short span of time. Furious, the younger brother demands to know where Damlan went, and the man tells him.
Celondim, in South Ered Luin.
Where Elves and Elf friends leave for Valinor.
The younger brother panics at this, fleeing Bree-town in the mannner of a Demon fleeing a Holy man. He races after Damlan, as quickly as the steed can bear him.
He has a definite location now.
The end of the search is near.
