History of the Fifth Age(E)

An extract from Renash's Diary:

Spring 1005. The land was bathed in warmth and the cool wind bourn out of the mountains once again brought hope of a new and prosperous life. A shadow remained, however, which caused those that love the freedom of the air too much trouble to be forgotten. Unwisely perhaps, I convinced Ythanos of my determination to do what had been neglected for so long. Of stout heart he listened intently, turning his attention once gain to the thorny issue of the Dragon holed up in Minas Tiris. Entrusting his young son, Aran, to his wife Catherin and the monastery, the Great Castellan leads his party of veteran warriors, accompanied by Curial and I, to the Great Worms lair. Perhaps rashly without Fastlor, using the Portal, we enter Tiris and are immediately engaged by the Beast. The battle is swift and fierce but I am ashamed to tell the Dragon won the day. Blasted by fire, bitten and raked by teeth and claw, Ythanos, son of Eomer, met his doom in Minas Tiris. Curial too came to an untimely end at the talon of the Great Wyrm. Only I escaped. Managing to stave off the powerful dweomer thrown at me and protecting myself from the many blasts of fire emanating from its jaws I took up the Crown left by Ythanos. The Wyrm’s treasure was unbelievable; ancient as he was, I realised that Rantor had collected many of the artefacts left by our greatest mage. Yet I had only the strength to grab the Ring of Fire before jumping back through the Portal to the wondrous blue...