We were met by the ranger Braigiar,
It is a pity that Corunir could not steel his heart against the Watchers of Rammas Deluon. The power of the watching-stones is terrible. Many of the Hillmen tried to flee back through Rammas Deluon and perished.
We marched on, but ere we ever came unto Carn Dûm, we were beset by Orcs and creatures more terrible. Golodir was lost and our numbers were scattered. The scarce remnant that remains has barely managed to avoid the snares of the Enemy for these last few years, but I fear Angmar has grown too strong, and we will not be able to hide forever.
I have learned that one party of my kindred is encamped at a place called Gath Forthnír, far to the north in the eastern reaches of Himbar. Go to them, if you would, and lend them what aid you may.
We stopped for a while at Gabilshathûr before we attempted the journey to Gath Forthnír. We were glad we did… the journey was terrible. Fell creatures and hidden ravines blocked our way, for a while we grew despondent and thought that we would never reach the safety of the hideout. We found a quiet pool where none of the creatures ventured and then we found the entrance.
We spoke to a ranger named Areneth, who sent us on to speak to Lorniel, Golodir’s daughter.