Mooters of the Lost Thread -

[Grey_Wolf]

*The Paramount mountain is transformed into Mt Orodruin*

It is night and Sir Gw with followers walks a fine line along a sparsly wooded ridge. The carriers keeps looking back worriedly.

[Grey_Wolf]

Sir Gw finds a poison arrow lying on the ground. He takes it up tenderly and feels its edge and then drops it.

The carriers rush forward and to take a look at it.

"The poison is three days old - they are following us."