The passage is sealed off, but it is with great sorrow I must inform you that Turgon was slayed in the
palace courtyard defending the city. He was a great king and a father to me. His memory and bravery will
live on for years to come. But there will be no stories to preserve his memory if we perish as well. A
long and dangerous road leading through the mountains is what awaits us. Rest and take heart that we are
still together, then we shall set forth on the final leg of our journey.