Dunlendings

Lheuwen's story continues from here.

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Lheuwen's story continues from here.

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Time passed.

Lheuwen's story continues from here.

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Sometime around three years ago...

Something was wrong.  Dark had come, but Emmawynn and Bansil had not returned.  Leofnof, her father, and her two brothers saddled up horses, carefully lit lanterns and set out to look for her.  Thankfully it was spring and the weather was warm enough that she was not going to freeze, but everyone was concerned, it was not like Emmawynn to be so late.  By morning they knew she was not on their farm, and they rode to enlist the neighbors help in their search.

When the frost came and the grass paled, the Eorlings retreated into their halls. They burned a forest’s worth of trees in fire pits as long as ships, and their chimneys like dragons’ nostrils huffed smoke into the clear white air. Laughter and song rumbled from the bellies of their halls, and they ventured from their cities only to rob the woods of boars. 

~Eregiel's Dream~

'Despite all warnings we have ridden to Isengard, nésa,' said Calentauriel. 'For what purpose?'

'Closure, nésa,' Eregiel answered. 'I want to see for myself that Isengard is truly overthrown. Thenafter shall my mind find peace.'

'You will receive no argument from me, nésa,' her sister replied.

Lheuwen's story continues from here.

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Back south I - Unfinished business

Kortheod was just setting a campfire, when he heard silent footsteps of someone sneaking. Plusheila was away for firewood, he was alone.