Journal of Captain Iriul of Tinnudir
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The shame of children, that's what I feel. It was with pride I welcomed an elven messenger to our keep, that summoned me to Lord Elechir himself. The road there was long, but i shared it with Nyssalvia. It did not tire us, for being summoned such was in itself uplifting.
This far east however, the first one i meet upon our arrival is ofcourse Thorontir.. Again, this mistake returns to haunt me, and i started to suspect the reason for my summoning.
I was right, this summons before the great elven lord and his wife was prompted by Thorontir's loud talk against my character and quality. His accusations were however empty, and this did not take but a moment to shed light over..Yet the whole evening was spent still, on petty details and bickering. Matters of my keep was brought into question, not by Elechir or Vagnur Ninefingers, but by Thorontir - and what business is this of his, i wonder? Guesswork and childrens nightmares, is what he brought as evidence. I could stand before Lord Elechir and Vagnur Ninefingers, and provide answers to them all. It was a relief to be given this chance to speak for myself, and to have them see my intentions. My captaincy, i hold now to be fully accounted - and i left their mighty company with their blessing. This wisdom was not welcomed by Thorontir however, and even though I still count the man to be welcome in our keep, and a kinsman of mine - he does not choose to accept that people sometimes disagree. It was when he clearly spoke that he rejected lord Elechir's wisdom that he lost his welcome, and was bid to leave. Perhaps it's wise of me to reconsider the man's welcome in my own keep, though i doubt he would make use of it anyway.
I cant know what follows next. If Thorontir chooses so clearly to stand at Welten's side instead of his kin, what am i even to think of the man.. It dawns on me that perhaps i've been blind. A man that denied the grey company, that cut an angmarim captive free of his bonds, pleaded for mercy on his behalf, offers me nothing but insult and attempts to draw my name into disrepute amongst the elves - and now, when all else has been concluded, his choice is to stand by a simple graverobber who comes to our forefathers and ancient kings tombs with greedy hands. Perhaps i should stop regarding him a distant brother all the same.
