The dangerous non-human monsters in the wild mountains and the chaotic magic radiation in the Gondor wasteland are not the biggest problems a high-ranked Elven Ranger far from home has to face; it's the gradual hair loss—by the final words of Soldrin Frostleaf.
Alright, Soldrin never actually said this, but Gawain believes this must be the most sincere words from the depths of this high-ranked Elven Ranger's heart.
He knew Soldrin—or rather, Gawain Cecil knew Soldrin—it was during the great expedition seven hundred years ago, when this Elf Ranger was still a nobody who had left his home just a few years ago and was traveling in the northern continent. Although he had the strength of a high-ranked Ranger, he certainly didn't have some impressive title like "Golden-haired Soldrin," and back then he was unfortunate enough to be within the Gondor Empire. After the chaotic wave erupted, this Elf Ranger was trapped in the human empire's wasteland, cut off from his homeland.
