Mirkwood

I killed him in cold blood...nay, hot blood, rather. It was in the heat of a rage that I drove Sarphir through his heart. 

And why I acted so, I know not. My hands still tremble at what I have become.

Oh I am no stranger to slaying an opponent. But that is the key, I have willingly slain those who sought to attack me, or others. I have slain some who would have slain me if they had the chance. I had recently participated in clearing certain ruins in Yondershire of brigands who preyed on travellers, and on the Halfings. But today was different.

So the three of us walked on, into the darkened and corrupted Forest, that was once Greenwood the Great. The horses followed slowly behind us, as alert as we were to threat of any sort. 

Story: Something is Wrong Picture by Estarfin. 

There were dark places, and there were very dark places. It was a challenge to hold to the path, even with the signposts.We made for the pools of moonlight that sometimes broke through the canopy of trees, but they were fleeting and far spaced. And then there was the river. Even Parnard was not certain which it was? We did not wish to get close to the river that put folks to sleep.  

He could not tear his eyes away from the terrible scene. Two elves, fair of face and lithe of limb lay bloodied and broken upon the forest path before them, robbed of spirit and reduced to empty vessels. There was a male and a female; perhaps closely related for their features mirrored one another, although their hair was of a different hue. Danel and Parnard had stopped briefly at the sight of them, and then had continued their search for others, or for dangers still lurking close. Estarfin found his eyes fixed upon them however, heedless to all else.

The festival has ended and we three must make ready for our journey to Mirkwood. We shall stop a short time at Imladris however, to take stock of what we need in crossing the Hithaeglir this time of year. Our purpose after that is to see Parnard reaches his home, and if at all possible, she to whom he would be betrothed.