Gil-galad studied the old maps with a sigh. Doriath and Gondolin, both gone and their inhabitants scattered to the winds. He looked up at the advisors who waited silently for his decision.
"We must look for survivors," Gil-galad -- now the High King -- spoke decisively. "Send out riders to try and find out where they have gone. They will probably discover Men too; be certain they are skilled in diplomacy as well as arms. We will need them as allies one day."
This was originally written as a role play between myself and Encairion.
This chapter was written by myself, Alquien, under my former pen name of Liad
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