""I am Nendol, a simple elf of the Forest of Greenleaves. My lord was Orophor, the King of the Great Forest I fought at the battle before the Black Gate, after the fall of Númenor. One of the Númenoreans, a brave warrior named Vorondur, saved my life. In return, I swore an oath not to leave him, while he stayed on the Earth . Such a foolish boast! I should have been more careful, but he was a great man, and high deeds require an equal response, otherwise gratitude is meaningless. "Sauron's sorcery ensnared many of the high Lords of the Númenoreans and turned them into shades, who wander the Dead Marshes. As long as Vorondur cannot leave, my oath holds me, and I must stay in this wretched place until his shade finds its long home. I would ask thee, if you would prove your worth as a foe of the Dark Tower, to find him, and release him. I have tried for so long, and I have been able to do nothing."
Nendol was an old Elf from Mirkwood who, under his Lord Orophor, fought at the battle before the Black Gate.During the battle his life was saved by a strong warrior of Númenor named Vorondur.Thankful Nendol swore to stay at Vorondur's side as long as he walked the earth.When after the War of the last alliance Nendol found his friend had been among those turned into shades via the Dark Lord's sorcery he felt bound to his word and made himself a home in a small cave in the marshes, stalking the wilds, hunting for his old friends ghost hoping to free his soul.