Thank you for joining our Weathertop Camp-out!

[Forjo]

At the behest of Strider we made our way from the Prancing Pony through the streets of Bree, past the home of an undoubtable spy of the enemy, and then out the south gate.

Once out of sight of the city, we proceeded north into the marshes where we met little resistance.

Upon entering the Midgewater Pass we encountered (and quickly dispatched) a number of fell wolves and Orcs of the White Hand!

We stopped briefly at a ranger camp and then paused at an abandonned camp on the west side of Weathertop. After examining the camp we concluded that it had been used recently, though no heat remained in the campfire. Feeling the presence of additional enemies, we hurried up to the summit, where we dispatched a few remaining crebain spies.

At the summit we lit campfires, told stories, listened to music, and got to know fellow travellers whom we'd met along the journey. At dawn, as did those before us, we set out to Rivendell.

-Forjo


[size=1]**Screenshots from this event can be found in this thread.[/size]