"That help would indeed be welcomed," says Arvedui, "but I must proceed one step at a time. First, Cardolan. The scattered Lords and rulers of that once great Kingdom must be persuaded to accept me as King. They will be suspicious. They is historical hatred between us, as I have described. I may say and say again that this is not about political power for me, but about unifying against the Witch-King, but they may not listen.
"So, I have gathered people- people such as yourself- to my cause. Outsiders who can vouch for the genuine nature of my cause. Men from all aprts of the world, Dwarves, Hobbits, and Elves like yourself, just as I one day envisage for the Grand Alliance. I plan for them to go to Cardolan and act as a demonstration of my good faith, to convince them of the need to unite.
"Tomorrow I am sending an expedition of thse people and two of my Lords to the Fortress of Baronar, in Cardolan, where the Lord Baronar has created some semblance of civilisation. He is interested in my plan- I need only for him to be convinced of my good faith, and the first step of my plan will be done. Baronar is respected in Cardolan; others are sure to follow. But he MUST be convinced!
"Some parts of the journey may be perilous, I can only request this of you. I understand you have met some of the others who are going already. Will you go?"