witch king

     The evening was growing dark quickly, as Gaildrin was wandering stealthily through the uninhabited ruins of Eregion. He had discovered that some strange men from the east had been prowling these lands, and intended to find what business would bring such men so far into Eriador. With this news, he had also found that some Dunlendings had been migrating to the same region, which made the situation all the more suspicious.

I hear from my sources that there has been a murder of a halfling in the inn at Bree. Most distasteful. It appears that agents of the northern rising are implicated in what can only be a fumbled fiasco. Entering a public place... killing a halfling. A halfling! The killing of a halfling is as fear-inducing as a pair of children scrumping apples in a neighbours garden. For shame. Killing is the tool of those with little wit for anything else. Useful, but only rarely.