Guruthos

            His parents and he were living in a settlement near Trestlebridge with his aunt, or that’s how he knew the woman that looked after him when his parents were out of home for many days, even weeks and months. Eventually they would return, tired and scarred, saying that they were out in the farms, gathering their produce so that they’d sell it in the weekly market. When his parents were around Haldothir was learning to fight and track by his father and ride and use the bow by his mother.

            The cold wind was blowing around him, coming straight from the East; Guruthos spent his last six months there, in West Nan Amlug, keeping the Northern path towards Angmar safe. He and three more of his kin had the task to make sure no enemy would enter or exit Angmar, under no circumstances. It was after midnight and he had the first watch, he sat on the usual rock, and looked around with his keen eyes, keeping focused on the task, hearing every sound around him.