Erenkhad

The man finally reached Esteldin on foot, he lost about five hours playing hide and seek with the orcs and the men that were after him. Now he was covered in blood and exhausted, yet, he reached the settlement. He had to be cunning and take them out before they'd return and report him bearing these news, they would expect the Rangers and all would be lost. He held the reins of his loyal steed as he entered the ruined gate of the settlement and kept going on. The two men on watch noticed that he was panting and approached him at once, one took the reins and the other spoke.

The two men were sitting at the short table in the old man's room, Erenkhad was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, in an angle. The older man was grinning wickedly as he was pouring some of the red liquid for both, the scarce light makes it seem darker in the glass when they lift the glasses and drink. They remain silent for some moments, having been talking for most of the time so far, they just drink, one enjoys what he sees as victory, and the other, Erenkhad, waits patiently to be sent to ride out and bring glory.

Some days after the Slaughter of the Northcotton Farm