The Elf-Lords are at an end. It is the rare party that reaches Mithlond totally unscathed, for waylaying whether by brigands or the Yrch is an all too common incidence. The Lords came to concurrence: a fellowship must be formed to keep the Way into the West.At the behest of the lady Galadriel, command of the fellowship was placed under one Maeglach Echerdir once Marchwarden of the Golden Woot but now a lone wanderer in the wilds. And now, he and his kindred seek others of like mind to join them in their quest...