[THE NOTE IS NEATLY FOLDED BUT COVERED IN DIRT]

Elcarien,

If you found this note, then listen closely. You know me well, my name is Idril, daughter of King Turgon.
I regret that I could not meet you in person, but circumstances forced me otherwise. I am beginning to
suspect Maeglin of something. What it is I do not know, but something is definitely wrong. He has spent
far to much time alone in the mines recently. I sent my most trusted men to fetch him but they have not
returned and I fear something has happened. No one else will listen to me and you're the last one I can
trust. Please head north out of the city and follow the road to the mines. Find him and bring him to me.
I fear the doom my husband predicted is nigh upon us.

Idril

[HEAD OUT THE NORTH GATE AND FOLLOW THE ROAD TO THE MINES.]