[dancing spawn of ungoliant]

Gorbaus turned his map around so Primrose was able to see it. The map had been worn into holes an the ink had soiled part of it but she could spot at least Bree and the Old Forest in the map.
"You are keen-eyed, my lady, for from Rohan I surely am", said Gorbaus "but it is too long from the last time I saw our beautiful lands. For I'm a messenger and long and lonely has my road been."

Gorbaus sighed like under a heavy burden and closed his eyes. Primrose stood there a while fighting against her curiosity but once again she plucked up her courage. "Sir...may I ask, what is your destination?"
Gorbaus opened his eyes and a little glint kindled when he answered. "I'm going to Mithlond, to the Grey Havens and then I'm finally free to go home."