Saeldith

Arunel and Daellas moved into the lone lands. Suddenly they heard screams for help. Sounded like a womans voice. The brothers ran towards a gap in the hills which leads to old ruins called Minas Eriol. The ran into a scene, two cloaked men were standing over a man who was down, and a woman looking desperate. The brothers analysed the situation and quickly grabbed their weapons.

Characters:

Evil men: Magaeus and Acaeleus

Men of Rohan: Arunel and Daellas

Others: Afried (wounded), accompanied by Saeldith

The encounter

I suppose, given a recent attempt to rob me of my life, that I should write my accounts down. Should I fall for ay reason, I wish that one should find this journal, and let it serve as a warning, if anything else. It is currently Evening, I have taken refuge with the Eglain in my pursuit of answers, but let me start from the beginning.

Dear Papa,

Leather lad, I am Hardoleth in case you did not know. I do not like you, and from what you learn I doubt you like me, yet we have to work together to preserve us both. No one wants a used journal and no one wants a mad sellsword.