October 29th T. A. 3017
Well it seems that my vacation was cut short. I was summoned to return to Imladris to help in assisting a lost scout. There was great concern because she had not been seen for some time and with the constant danger of the mountains and the vastness of the realm I was requested to find a sign of her somewhere in the drifts.
I set out from The Valley with great speed, the clearing of the mountain trails made the ascent swift and easy. As I returned to Vindurhal I was told that Glorwen had gone out three days before to scout the different areas that i had at the beginning of the month. However she failed to return by her deadline and still has not been seen.
The danger from goblins and wargs, though lessened since the last time I had come here, were still present. paw prints in the snow as well as footprints leading to the west side of the mountains were everywhere. It was almost too much to even track Glorwen’s horse. I followed the trail to the northeastern edge of the high pass and searched among the stones where the wargs lived.
After finding her bow and cape frozen in the snow I returned to Vindurhall with not much hope. As we contemplated her fate a dwarf informed us that there was a chance that the wargs were keeping her rather than just killing her immediately. This meant that we would have to parlay with the Wargs to see the fate of Glorwen and how her freedom could be bought.
We ‘met’ with the warg leader, and had to slay several of his allies to draw him out. Eventually the only way we could communicate with him was to challenge his position as pack leader. He put on a good fight but I overcame him in the end and forced him to submit.
He confessed that the pack had delivered Glorwen to the goblins and she was taken into the tunnels under the mountains. we left that place solemnly, we were unsure of weather she was allowed o live for we had received no ransom or message from the goblin stronghold in the tunnels.
There has been on some occasions, where goblins have parleyed with the elves of Rivendell. Though these negotiations seldom last longer than the greeting and rarely end well. But even so there is communication. But this time there had not been. much was yet to be discovered.
It was our only option to enter into the tunnels that they call Goblin town. There would have to be some sort of slave or captive camp in there where prisoners were kept if they were allowed to live. This would be our first target.From there anything we could do to sabotage and confuse the goblins would be extra and assist in the retaking of the misty mountains from the goblins that make their home there.
It was once the decision was made that Lord Elrond had his scholars and healers for assistance with the extraction of Glorwen. The Scholars were attending to learn more of what could be done about the threat of goblins and how we could diminish their numbers further. I was charged with leading the party through the tunnels safely to the prisoners then out again.
With some guidance from Master Gloin, who had had experience fighting his way through the tunnels some years back, we pressed on through one of the entrances. The entire cave system was dark except for the fired set there by the goblins. My attempt would be as stealthily as possible. There was a great risk of being captured should we be overrun by legions of goblins who could be alerted and mobilized in a second.
As I progressed through the caves filth and carcasses lay everywhere. There were cries and screams from deeper in the tunnels but none of these sounded like they belonged to Glorwen. They were always shrill scratchy voices. They must have belonged to the goblins but why they were being tortured so was unclear to me. Though goblins are indeed evil creatures that are despicable in their behavior so any attempt at understanding their nature will drive one mad.
Our party entered a tunnel that pulled away to the east. We noticed that down this tunnel there were goblins that carried keys. We were on the right track. As we passed through the guards and sentries we came to an opening that led to the holding cells. Cut out of the mountainside and nearly covered in refuse and waste the bars were fused out of rough iron, and although there were jailers here they did not stand much chance against our party.
Upon entering the jail it took us merely a few minutes to find the right cells. Along with Glorwen we found a long missed scout Aeglas, who had been sent to goblin town and had not returned. They both were in good health as the healers looked them over. I set to unlocking their cells immediately but Aeglas refused, urging me that there was more we could do immediately that would cause great distention in the ranks of the goblins and orcs that lived here.
I urged him to leave and receive help but he insisted. Therefore I decided to take Glorwn back and a Scholar volunteered to remain with Aeglas to finish the job that he was sent for. After leaving provisions to help the two that remained we made a quick exit and left the town for good.
Glorwen was much relieved when we made it above ground again and was rushed back to Rivendell to see her family who was greatly concerned. I remained at the camp waiting to meet the scholar and Aeglas as they emerged a day later with good news. The goblins and orcs were set against eachother and should dwindle their numbers on their own. After a rest at Vindurhal we left, returning to Rivendell 4 days after we set out.