I found the cave, the Blackwold hideout which was once a playground for us…
An easy catch for me and as Barliman foreseen they took me as the new blood that has been told them before. Also I must admit that sometimes being a woman has some advantages as well. No one questioned my presence, they just enjoyed the sight before their eyes and I learned that Amdir has been imprisoned in the dungeons. I must say that I found it odd to see the terrified expression on their faces when they told about him. But I not long passed understand why… The man once was called Amdir turned into something else, a wraith some say and I don’t know how to call that creature… He begged me to stop the voices in is head.. and cried..
Than something happened and all felt into blank. The first thing I remember was the old woman named Oakheart… Sara Oakheart…
She asked my help to get out. Yet I’m still not so sure if she really asked if I really had the chance to choose… She wanted us to find her stuff. Hopefully I knew the cave and the tunnels and saved us from getting lost. We had to deal with the Blackwolds’ who tried to stop us and we were just lucky that not all regain consciousness at once..
But not everything went well… When we found Toradan, we found Amdir as well… Toradan wanted us to stay back, he said it was too late for him…
Then Amdir told about the blade… morgul-blade… the voice in his head and the eye… I’m confused… the stories once told long ago can they be true? And he asked if it was the compassion of the Dúnedain before he brought an end to Toradans’ life.. He swore to end every other ranger before he disappeared. I’m not sure what kept us alive.. Maybe this little woman Oakheart, maybe something else but now they know my face… and labeled me as a traitor..
*Kuzgun sighed softly* under cover job ends here it seems… I need to speak with Constable Underhill soon.
