To be summoned by Lord Denethor, is usually considered the greatest of honour for the Captains of the White Tower... Yet verily these summons were dark and mysterious, full of strange tidings for Boromir, Faramir and I. Alas for the House of Hurin, for verily we are cursed to see the decline of Gondor...
We spoke many long hours upon the meanings of the dreams, before I was dismissed by my Lord, the Steward... such strange tidings were spoken of...
I was further surprised to learn that my beloved cousin came to me, telling me of strange tidings from Denethor and even stranger biddings. Denethor would have Boromir travel to the far north in search of the fabled city of Imladris, home of the Elven ruler, Elrond, whose power is in wisdom and not of weapons it is said...
I am astonished to find, that Boromir would have me travel with him to the far north, if the Lord Denethor will permit it.
Alas for my brother Cairnomir... who I received word fell three nights ago in Osgiliath... Alas for the Children of Veregond... for I am the last of my kin, save for dear Venagond, bless his young soul... alas for his father Venamir, who cannot see what a fine young lad he has become...
