




She offered to lead me into the tomb of a great king from long ago. She said we would find there a stone that was used in times long past to forge the swords of kings. It could be used again should we find someone worthy of wielding such a blade. She told me that the ranger captain, Aragorn, had sought this from her some time ago, but he was unable to assemble a band worthy of entering the old king's tomb, so she sent him away.
Long did I wander the camps around Evendim searching for those that might join me in such a pursuit! To recover such a treasure, forge such a sword, and find one worthy of wielding it would strike a mighty blow to the enemy! Such a person could rally the free peoples under his banner, and all would surely take heart at his coming.
But it was not meant to be. I could find no one willing to set upon this task with me. I returned to Gwindeth with my ill news, and she sent me from her in disgrace. Someone more worthy would have to take up her quest, for I have neither the charisma nor the spirit required to be a leader of men.


I said my goodbyes to all at Tinnudir and Ost Forod, having decided to make my way to Bree-land and rest for a short while before continuing on.
With Light,
Kaleigh
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