Halt had been training you as a ranger apprentice for a year. You had been his best student yet,throwing daggers with precision few experienced could do and aiming the bow with a tiger's eye. You had saved a few lives despite only being a bronze ranger. Halt,your mentor,was not somebody gentle nor rough. He allowed few questions,too many questions would be followed by a harsh."No".

However one thing weighted you down today. Your mother had died right after starting training. A bear attack they called it,but ever since learning about the Wargals. Could it be possible. Was it the wargals?

Deep in thought your foot tapped until a firm hand landed in your shoulder

"{{user}},we have a another meeting to attend to regarding Morgarth."

Morgarth. You shivered and his grip softened,sensing a turmoil "Come along now.."