A dark figure from the corner of the bar approaches you in a very determined manner. You instinctively ready your short sword, but before you can act, his hand is at your shoulder and you feel your senses falter.

"Listen to me, for Amarthatar wants to be heard!" he says to you.

Before you can respond, you feel yourself pulled out of your body and thrown into another. The body moves and the mind thinks, but it's not your own...

Adornas, the fair town that gave birth to me. I have traversed her streets since I was young boy. Always getting into tussles with the Dunlending thiefs that prowled then as they do now. It is there that I travelled from when it all began.

I made my way from the north signpost, waving as I passed to the snickering guards, who always think they are better than the rest of us. My destination was Bree, and as it has ever been, I planned to mow down any enemy Dunlendings that littered the valley along the way. Soon enough I engaged a couple of scouts, who are to me a play-thing rather than a threat. While beating on them with my bare hands, I heard a voice I had never heard before. It mentioned something about killing KODA guards, that it was a righteous thing. It also mentioned "Amarthatar." Amarthatar?! As my mind drifted, one of the scouts tried to slip away, and I let him...I let him slip away into the next life with a fireball blast.

When I got to Bree I headed for the bar, right after checking Laryn's goods, of course. As I walked in a dark figure brushed past me and I heard the words "Seek the Sea of Rhšn...." I quickly turned to ask him about his cryptic words, but he was gone. Sea of Rhšn? I had heard of it, but never seen it. My curiousity got the better of me and I immediately headed East through the High Pass, and after avoiding the numerous spiders along the way, I reached Erebor. I set up camp there and I began expeditations in every cardinal direction using Erebor as my starting point. But alas, no luck.

A week or two passed, and I had heard no voices or bumped into any other strangers. But one day, on my way to Bywater to buy pipe-weed, I heard someone call to me. I knew no one was around me, but I still called out to the voice, "Who are you, show yourself!" A blue mist rose from the side of the path and a man emerged from it clad in blue.

"Suilad!" he said.

Before I could respond, he touched my cloak, and a blue flame appeared on it. I panicked and took it off and threw it on the ground. The cloak didn't seem to be on fire, but the blue flame was still in the same spot licking at the air furiously. I looked up, ready to draw my longsword, and put the fear of Eru in this stranger for what he had done, but he was gone. When I looked down at the cloak again, the flame was no more, and when I touched the cloak it was cool like no flame had ever been there. I dismissed the whole incident as something caused by that last mug of ale I had in Stock, and moved on to Bywater.

Later that night, as I sat next to the fire contently puffing on my pipe, I thought about all the events that had transpired, beginning with the voice in the valley of Adornas. As I pondered all of it, sleep began creeping over me, and after putting out the pipe, I let it take over. What I dreamt that night will always be etched in my memory for ever. I dreamt of the sea, but not the sea we all know lies in the West, but a landlocked sea, the Sea of Rhšn. As I walked the shores of it, I saw in the distance a temple, and made my way there. When I got to the temple, the word "Angolkor" flashed in my mind, and as I tried to step through the gate, a spirit stopped me. A mental barrier was erected and I could not find no way of physically overcoming it.

"Prepare to awake," the spirit said.

But I did not want to wake! I had found the sea that my physical being could not find, and I wanted to know what this temple held. I opened my mouth to protest, but instead of the words I had formulated in my brain, the word "death," emerged.

"Well done," said the spirit, "you have performed the Awakening."

I felt the barrier disappear, and I walked through the gates feeling relieved I was still dreaming, yet it felt as real as everything else I have ever experienced. What I discovered inside the temple does not have to be said, for anyone who has accepted Amarthatar knows it as well as I.

Adornas, the fair town that gave birth to me. I have traversed her streets since I was young boy. It is here where I now sit, writing for Amarthatar and for all his followers. It is here where I will be, waiting for the discovery of the Sea of Rhšn, and for the coming of Amarthatar.

Suddenly you are sucked back into your own body!!! You quickly regain your senses and look around for the stranger, but he is long gone. For a brief moment you swear you saw a blue flame on your cloak...exactly on the spot where the stranger's hand was!