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Drownholt

Escape from the Swamp

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Having finally escaped the Drownholt, the company rests at a Malledhrim camp, not far from Ost Galadh. Loegenel has fulfilled his task, leading them through the swamp, scouting and establishing a new path for supplies in behalf of the Malledhrim. Merenell has left little signs and markers on trees and bushes, noticeable by elven eyes only. The Golden Host has thus received aid...

 

 

Drownholt Travelers

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The company, listening intently to the many different voices within the night....

From right to left: Annunghil the valiant, Merenell of the Woodland Realm, Loegenel the scout, Lastore the messenger and his loyal horse, Roch.

 

 

 

Through the Drownholt

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The company, led by Loegenel takes a rest within Drownholt, the vast swamp of southern Mirkwood.

 

 

 

 

Engulfed by the Swamp

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Around Dol Guldur, there are many perilous places, and many dangerous areas.

But to enter the Drownholt even the Orks loath.

A vast swamp, reaching for many miles from Amon Angened unto the southern slopes of the Tower of Dark Sorcery.

The Other Side

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The secret passage leads to the other side. Through the gigantic roots of an old tree, they exit the narrow darkness, breathing humid evening air.

They have entered the Drownholt by now.

 

 

The Secret Passage

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With the Gostannon blocked by Ork forces, the company evades direct confrontation, wandering through an old cave east of Amon Angened. Passing the remnants of Orophers vanished kingdom, they arrive at a place with many boughs and roots. Loegenel pulls them aside, and a hidden path is revealed.

 

 

 

Remember

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Remember.

She might already be dead.

Remember.

It’s your fault.

A tree, another one, the swamp, the lights... Seven days and no findings. My hands, my bag, my phials, all empty.

The sound of Elvealin’s crystal bell pendant. Norliriel knows I do not want to go back yet, I am sure. The crystal bell, once again. Norliriel’s hand is on my hands. I feel woozy.

I have to ask. “How much more do you think we can keep looking?”

Norliriel's Flight

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Diary

Oh, Diary! How long have I been unwilling to touch your pages, to record what has really happened?

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