Maddoct

It is said by some that until the dead is laid under stone and Mahal issues the call to Mandos, the soul sleeps in the body, listening, waiting.

The Halls of Mandos

Aging rapidly, Yurri had been invited by Miss Kithri to spend his final days in her home, of dwarven make, just a stone's throw away from the hall of Thorin. She took good care of him, and many of his kin did come to give him company. Still, as the days and weeks passed them all by, Yurri's condition steadily worsened. Now, it was time for him to bid farewell to Middle-Earth.

Bíld son of Bóurr to Maddoct son of Haddoct, warm and affectionate greeting.

[Enfolded with this letter is a flower of a sort that grows not in Men's lands, shed naturally from its vine before being pressed and dried; in appearance it resembles a bundle of dainty traveler's-joy but blue in color.]

Bíld son of Bóurr to Maddoct son of Haddoct, cheerful and affectionate greeting.

Bíld son of Bóurr to Maddoct son of Haddoct, warm and affectionate greeting.

His youngest child to Bóurr son of Bíld of Erebor greeting.

Her youngest child to Hróda daughter of Hár of Erebor greeting.

His youngest child to Bóurr son of Bíld of Erebor greeting.

It’s a week now since we returned from the small hunting trip with Dimheim and the Fist of Steel Tournament. Both went very well. I think that my tournament was the only fighting tournament that was concerned for the participants’ welfare than any other in history.