Chronicles of Wilderland

Chapter 1 - The Last Good Years

YEAR 2947 T.A.

And so it came to pass, with the demise of Smaug the Golden and the expulsion of the Necromancer from Southern Mirkwood, that a period of relative peace fell on the forest. The shadows retreated to the darkest corners and Men, Dwarves, and Elves were once more able to move throughout with little fear. It was as if Mirkwood Forest had awoken again after a great period of winter and all of its inhabitants welcomed the new day.

It was Ceawin the Generous, son of Cayl, who in the first days of Spring called for the first Folk-moot since Erebor had fallen to the dragon. From his villages in the East Bight, the leader of those Free Peoples sent forth messengers to all of the realms of Mirkwood, save the south where the Shadow of Dol Guldur lingered, with invitation for the leaders of each realm to come to Rhosgobel. The folk of the East Bight having the safety now to grow and build anew wished an alliance with the Woodmen of western Mirkwood, Dale, Dorwinion, and also with the Dwarves of Erebor. Messengers were sent, too, to the Woodland Realm of Thranduil though it was unknown whether or not the Silvan Elves would hear the plea of these Men of the south.

With flowers blooming across the Mirkwood expanse, a quiet fell upon its people as they awaited to hear whether their leaders would travel, or send envoys in their name, to the land of Radagast the Brown to sit amongst this circle of neighbors and see if the whole of Mirkwood might be united.


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