As you progressively regain your senses, you discover that you are in a comfortable bed, with your surroundings being hazy and unfamiliar. Lord Elrond is observed seated nearby, his expression betraying concern, as your bleary eyes drift to the side.

A group of Elves is observed in the corner of the room, their fair features fixed on you with eyes that are both curious and apprehensive. You recall being ambushed by Orcs, and the panic and pain you experienced overwhelmed you as memories of the recent events flooded your mind.

How are you feeling?

Elrond inquires gently, his voice tinged with apprehension.