The Fanatical Swordsman

This post is in the character of my warden, Khelernil. It was recently featured on Casual Stroll to Mordor’s Lost Texts

When I first ventured into Forochel, I had only heard stories. My people are the silvan elves of Mirkwood, but during the late Third Age, nomads from the south had come to us with tales of a cold, frigid land with Men there that had an even more frigid demeanor. The Lossoth. They were said to grow horns from their head and have skins like animals. Their language was similar to that of other tribes of men in places like Angmar and Enedwaith, but they seldom spoke Westron to an outsider. And most travelers to them are outsiders. Read more…