Chapter 1
My name is Tawariell, I am on of the Dúnedain Rangers of Middle Earth a descendant of Numenor. If ever I had parents they are long gone, I care not who they were, nor do I know. Obviously they had not wanted me so I would extend the same courtesy to them. I had been raised by both the Dúnedain Rangers and the elves. For it was the elves who found me abandoned outside the forest of Greenwood. They gave me my name which means Girl of the Forest, for none knew who my parents were. However this story has very little to do with the elves, and even less with the other rangers.
Before this day, a lovely day in May, I returned to my camp. Only to be told I had another duty to perform.
"You will not be returning to us for quite some time. We were approached by the Grey Pilgrim and he asked specifically for you Tawariell." Eradan said.
"You speak of Gandalf the Grey? A wizard?" I asked.
He nodded and handed me a folded parchment.
"Your destination is marked upon this map. The wizard said all would be explained when you arrived. And you are meant to arrive this evening."
I looked up at him in disbelief.
"We thought you would have returned faster then you had." He said.
I sighed and to his surprised I laughed.
"Well then I must leave at once. I do not like to be late." I said.
He smiled and hugged me. I pulled back and smiled at my long time friend.
"I shall return swiftly." I said.
"I doubt this. Never the less may the path you tread bear you safely my friend. And I shall await for your safe return."
I smiled and bowed. I gathered all I would need, had my weapons sharpened and then saddled my horse. My friends wished me well and that I would come home safe. As I opened the parchment I found a map. However the spot that was marked upon confused me.
What could a wizard possibly want from a hobbit of the Shire?
I knew I would not know the answers to my questions until I arrived. I galloped forward indirection of the Shire. Completely unaware of how my life was about to change.