The shadows of the docks concealed Mithadan well. But after a few hours passed without the appearance of any person more unsavory than a drunken sailor, he resolved to again enter the city. Khelek, if the Elf who Piosenniel had encountered was indeed Khelek, had last been seen entering the citadel itself, but that had been nearly ten hours before.
Upon entering the city's second circle, he inquired of a passerby what inns or taverns might be frequented by the elder race. He was given three names and set off to find the nearest; Lasgalen, The Green Wood.
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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