I woke early in the morning, with angry crows circling my head. Kinthorin was surprisingly already up, and preparing breakfast. Very nice it was too – crows eggs I think!
Myself and Kinthorin parted company for a while, as he had some unfinished business to attend to at the Circle of Blood. I meanwhile was keen to cross the Last Bridge, and head in to the Trollshaws.
On reaching the bridge, I searched for signs of any beryls or similar jewels, for it was here that Glorfindel left the stone that the company found. If there were any others, they have long since gone. I did however spend some nice relaxing moments at the bridge, gazing out across the Hoarwell.
I waved farewell to the lone lands, and entered troll country. Still a fair few days to go until I will get to rest in Rivendell, but it is at least nice to have a bit of a change of scenery.