Two elf woman dressed in dirty rivendell armor walk into the Prancing Pony and sit at the nearest table. The two look like sisters, both are tired and sit with their eyes half closed.
Lengliel puts her elbow on the table and leans her head on her hand, "I am glad to be away from the half orcs."
"You look a little depressed," Faenhilith says stretching.
"I think I have spent too much time in the wilds fighting against the enemy. I think I need to start my trip to the uttermost west."
"The battles against the forces of the Dark Lord has laid great stress on you. The time for the warriors of the elves is coming to an end."
"I would like to gather more of our history before we go," Lengliel says. "I was able to recover some from the rubble in Pembar but I suspect more relics are hidden there."
"It is dangerous to go there to try and sort through the rubble."
"I know. I've sent adventurers to reduce the numbers of half orcs and worms but it seems to make no difference. Everytime I scout it the numbers of the enemy seem the same."
"The worms provide some difficulty in clearing the ruins," Faenhilith says. "They seem to breed at a remarkable pace."
"I had some of the eggs broken and I break any I can get when I am there scouting. Part of me feels bad destroying the eggs. I mean the worms didn't decide to be our enemy."
"You have a point but we have no choice as long as they remain aggressive to our people."
"I feel much better about ordering the death of the worm-master," Lengliel says. "I found a way to trick the leader of the enemy to show themselves. They were quickly slain. It didn't surprise me at all that the leader of the half orcs of Pembar hid away and had to be called out to fight but it was a level of difficulty it would have been nice to avoid."
"Our enemy has always had many cowards among their number."
"I wonder if slaying Nethgarch the worm-sire will slow down the birth of new pets for the half orcs," Faenhilith says.
"Killing what members of the army we can is all we can do. I sent travelers to reduce the number of half orcs in Barad Morlas. They were told to tear down banners, I know it's not much but anything we can do to reduce the morale of our enemy is useful."
"I know having our banners torn down causes our army to lose hope. Perhaps they will be less inclined to fight without the banners to spur them on."
"The leader of Barad Morlas was much like the one that lead Pembar," Lengliel says. "He hid away while his people died. It was only though using the horn his people blew to call him that we were able to trap him into combat."
"I wonder how many of the leaders of our enemy are hiding in this way."
"All I know is that we have dealt serious blows to the enemy that gathers near us. I do fear that we will need to be prepared for more attacks in the future. I have heard the enemy is trying to dig a path through the snow in the Red Horn Pass."