Trestlebridge

The steady clip clopping of hooves on paved road fills the air, accompanied by the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle, warm wind. The air was pleasant, riding in the shade of tall fir trees to keep the sun off his back, and relaxing in the southern wind coming up from behind.

She spent the night in Nellie's house at least being glad that she had survived the orc-assault. Katrandil spent the morning in her room, feeling a bit broken and guilty. What if she had been here during the attack? Would it help? Anyway, she decided to move on. The woman thanked Nellie for the room then left the house. 

Arthasdir watched Sparrow fall asleep beside him at the new camp as the group was joking to relieve the tension of the long night. Dawn had not yet approached despite the swift ride the Two had undertaken into the Greenway. She had said she intended to gather supplies from one of her hiding places as most of their former camp at Trestlebridge had been destroyed in the attack, but his gut told him to ride after her. She had appeared again just as the attack was launched on the unexpecting city, driving through the enemy lines from the northern side of the bridge.

How life can change in just a matter of moments.A day that started under the light of the warm sun and loving company, ended in darkness and pain.

I wandered into town today. Left the river side for a short while to see how everyone was doing and what the market had to offer me.
Trestlebridge is a sad sight to behold these days. Most of the town has been burned down after many orc attacks. The villagers are scared of what is to come and the guards are young, unexperienced and with few.
Though they give no sign of surrender to the enemy that lurks just north-east of the bridge.
A couple of small front camps to a larger main camp lay not to far from it.

They had made good time today. The sun was just beginning to touch the horizon, but they were already safe inside Esteldin. It was hard to believe they were actually on their way. True, the real journey would begin sometime tomorrow. There was certainly an increase in goblins, orcs, and other foul creatures here – as everywhere else. But at least here, the rangers knew of them, and could point out a way around them. Once they really reached Angmar, their knowledge ceased. Nobody chose to go there.