During the Fellowship of the Ring (c. 3016 TA)

Lothlorien's glow shines through the night. The Golden Wood a haven to the Elves and friends of them invited that seek haven from the evils.

But the evils to the East have taken their eyes upon the elves. What form is secrecy that the fellowship has hoped to find upon entering is all but naught. Their loss is still fresh and their griefs still pained, allies no longer visible to the eyes of the Elves have been taken by Shadow and flame.

While they recover at the behest of Lady Galadriel and Celeborn, you have soon arrived.

Is it by stealth? Are you a friend? Create the scene you wish.