It seems that the enemy never ceases to move, and so we must. 'Twas time to end this diversion and finally heed Barachen's information. Hence, southwestwards from Nan Tornaeth we went through the valley, under the light of the stars. This route we chose lest Thorenhad is watched by unfriendly eyes.
But unfriendly beasts did we meet throughout our journey, all of which seem to be under the influence or restless because of our enemies. Lorfalma led the way, cutting through bear and worm alike - no spies thankfully - 'til we arrived at the fabled glade of the Bilbo's Stone Trolls, eternally frozen by sunlight's curse. Thence, we followed the way west and south, met by trolls and cave-claws, back to the main road where we sought the white stone marking the location of Barachen's camp.
I spoke with Barachen and he divulged that a certain Onod in the Giant's Valley, east across the Bruinen, knows of our target's whereabouts, and thus, that is our next destination. But for now, we rest.
Our target is no fool's game.
- Thank you all for the RP! And Happy Holidays! -
The Enemy Moves
Ethuilir / Dec 21, 2016