The Blue Mountains Regiment

Telchar
by Arnow Thunderstruck

A forge burning bright
Heating hammering folding
His beard smoking

Again and again
To the forge and the anvil
A score times no more

The blade glows red hot
White steam hisses from the quench
Grinding now with stones

Sunday a week ago we found traces of dourhands and goblins that had escaped from Sarnur. While they were heading east they had taken refuge in the ruins in southern Lone-Lands.

After having marched there through Bree, we began clearing the areas of goblins and dourhands. We also bumped into a scared hobbit fleeing the place.

We found a dourhand runestone that Lady Omali was able to interpret. It bears the sign of Angmar. On their own dourhands and goblins are managable, but what if they are aided by the angmarrim?

A few weeks ago, just as Northvir had been promoted to Captain, three exhausted hobbits ran into ours halls and interrupted our meeting. They were desperate and sought help to reclaim their stolen food from goblins. They showed us the way to their village in Outbarton. We cleared the goblin camps and collected the stolen goods. As a reward, the hobbits gave us ale and music.