((Written by Hargamoth, Hwethlenn's father and delivered by her.))
Hirgonui Curugirion,
through my daughter it has come to my hearing that the exalted herth of the Mithdirith seek to fight an allied battle with the Dwarves of the Folk of Durin against the caves of Sarnûr.
I note that this is business dealt with by your authority and the leader of the Dwarven people, for why the swords I offer will not follow beneath the earth.
Our forces shall consist of forty heavy cavalry riders with long lances from the Order of the Megil-en-Oromë from Edhellond. Would the situation come, though Námo forbid, that you must make a retreat from the caves and are followed by the monsters that call such their home, so know that we will cover your ordered retreat.
As father, I would ask that my daughter will remain at the far end of the lines. I could not see her pride and ambition rob her untimely from me.
Should we not come to speak ere battle falls, so I wish you the blessings of the West.
The best wishes to success,
Herdir Hargamoth of the Megil-en-Oromë
