Once my decision was made, the right course of action came quickly and clearly enough. I needed rest, knowledge, and strong arms. What better place to find them than Imladris?
The journey through the Trollshaws proved breathtaking.and no where near as dangerous as my fears had made it seem. Father always said that fear magnified distant obstacles like a shipmaster's glass and, as always, he was right.
The ruins of Rhudaur's easternmost outwalls in the foothills of the Hithaeglir lay behind me as the final day of my journey fell into the West. I knew not what awaited me in Master Elrond's domain but I hoped I might find a friend by the name of Archallas.
And my hope was rewarded.
