Elven Vigil in the West
Ruthorwen of Lindon spent most of her time close to the waters surrounding Falathlorn in Ered Luin. She longed for the sea and was a reluctant volunteer Elven warrior, whose skill with both dagger and sword were impressive, for one so fair and quiet.
For Ruthorwen was an Elven princess and though she could command attention, she chose not to, and was one of few words. She spent much time alone, for many of her kin were put off by her aloofness. But if the truth be told, Ruthorwen was far from aloof. She was struggling to stay strong, for she could sense the incoming doom of war. She could smell death coming from the East. And she feared for all the peoples of Middle Earth.
Ruthorwen’s present task was to gather herbs for a potion to cleanse the befouled Elven sanctuaries in Falathlorn. Even in the far West, the enemy had made it’s presence known. Goblins prowled the countryside and groups of them set up camps in the local vineyards and surrounding areas. Wolves and wild boar were plentiful, and they were maddened and dangerous.
This was supposed to be a time of gathering the harvest to prepare for winter but instead, everyone was preparing for war. The Elves were ready and Ruthorwen, a champion from Lindon, accepted her role as defender of the West, and spent many months “cleansing” the countryside. She didn’t know it yet, but her fate would take her further East closer to the enemies leaders.
Such was the fate of many Elven warriors who remained in Middle Earth during that time. They went where they were needed most, without question, without fail, but until they were summoned, they remained ever vigilant in the West.
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