Gwaith

Time... It never stands still... Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. It only felt as though it was yesterday, that Lirita and I sat amongst those in Tinnudir Keep. Word had reached that of Calenglad, of a foul presence beginning to plague that of Enedwaith. A company was set with the task to investigate and set forth on the long journey. Myself, known for not remaining in a single place to long had offered his service. Lirita, at first was hesitant of the task.

One had much to think of. Lost memories of my parents, Taol and Migyon returned to thought... Would Lirita and I remain here in Evendim among the Wardens of Annúminas... Who would next try to claim the bounty on my head...

The Race of Men is fickle... Their minds changing at the slightest whim. Lirita and I would learn this amongst our travels, yet would not expect to learn of it so soon. Lord Elrond suggested we head for the encampment in Evendim. Joining that of my kin, the Dúnedain that protect the lands and fight to reclaim that of Annúminas. One must admit that I was not too fond of making this reunion.