Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20160722221045/@comment-25606723-20160723141829

About a month after Mitch awoke....(I'm assuming that he woke up at the same time as everyone else)

Two figures, one obviously an elf, and missing an arm,  stagger into an inn on the northern borders of Arnor, in a small fishing town next to a small river. They raise s few eyebrows at their entrance, but are soon ignored as the men go back to their drinking. They sit down at a table in the corner of the inn's common room. Both are obviously exhausted, after a long journey. Bits of their tattered clothing and armor is still frozen, and they both have bloody scars and scratches everywhere. The man orders two dinners, and coffee if possible. They are quickly served, and the man eats quickly, but cleanly. The elf has a bit more of a difficulty because of her lack of an arm,  and eats a bit slower. After they finish, they buy a room with 2 beds for the night. This is the first time either of them has slept inside in a clean bed for a long, long time. In the morning, they set out for the south, to search for the Elf's kin. For she was a Tormented Elf of the fell, nigh-invincible fortress of Utumno, which had fallen with much blood years before. She had been away from the fortress when it fell, and had returned in worry, for several agents had gone missing, and all contact with Utumno had been broken off. She found only the death of her kin and the destruction of her home.