In the secluded heart of Mirkwood, beneath the sheltering branches of ancient trees, stood the peaceful elven haven of Ithilgalen. Here lived Rhovaniel Gilvellon’s family, renowned scholars and custodians of knowledge. Her father, Faerondir, was a Loremaster whose calm wisdom and compassionate heart …

One evening beneath a sky ablaze with stars, Celethir, my brother, noticed me lost in thought, gazing upwards from the balcony of our home in Ithilgalen. He joined me quietly, sensing my growing concern about the spreading darkness of Mirkwood. He placed a reassuring hand gently upon my shoulder and …

Under the darkened canopy of Mirkwood, I watched as shadows crept deeper with each passing year, twisting roots and spreading unease among the once-peaceful creatures. I felt the change acutely; the forest’s whispers, once calming, now carried an edge of distress. Determined to uncover the …