For so many years Herendil had been his friend, and now. "Goblins" uttered Warpig "I'll slay every last one of those wretched beasts. The two warriors both saw what they had hoped and prayed they wouldn't find: Numenorean blood and Herendil's luggage thrown crossed the ground. "Mevans Almighty.” muttered Travious sadly, seeing something in the snow at the far corner of the canyon. They walked along the route he had planned on taking through the mountains. Travious and Warpig were on a quest to find Herendil who mysteriously disappeared while going through the mountains no more then two days ago. "He was here no more then a few hours ago!" shouted Warpig over the howling wind as he knelt and saw a button from a Numenorean uniform laying no more then three inches in the snow. The cold snow of the Misty Mountains crunched softly under the black leather boots of Travious and Warpig as they trekked side-by-side up a steep slope and into a canyon.
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