Lanaey looked at the brothers; they did not look happy at all with the decision that their leader had come to. Lanaey just hoped that they would stick to it and not go off on their own again.
Turning around she saw Laurel's quickly retreating back. Rushing her own steps to catch up to the human youth Lanaey caught her on the side of the road. Laurel raised her eyebrows in silent questioning when she turned at the touch on her arm.
"I just thought that you'd like to know that a Rohirrim fighter was found earlier today. I do not know if he will be awake to answer questions, but you might want to consult with the healers about him," Lanaey said, getting straight to her point.
"Oh," Laurel said, turning to look at the sick house as if to see him from her standing point. "Thank you."
Having nothing else to say, the Elf turned once again and headed off into the town. The dark brothers were no where to be seen.
Dusk would be settling soon and Lanaey couldn't help but feel that she hadn't really done anything today. The Elf knew that the thought was nonesense, but the knowledge that the enemy was out there and she had stayed in the town itched her.
She decided that sentries would be needed again tonight she headed off to find the young boys that had helped her the previous night. If they had been smart and slept during the day they would be of great help. There was a smaller house, near to the main sick house, that many villagers had taken to staying in since the big house was getting so full. Upon looking in there she found several of the teens ready and eager to help out again. She smiled at their willingness to help and wondered if their mothers were not so glad that they were helping out in such a way. Better than straight up battle at least.
After that had been set up Lanaey walked around the edge of the town herself, trying to quiet her mind and keep her body awake and ready. As she neared a road, she looked off into the distance and saw a small dot bobbing up and down.
Wishing that she had her bow on her instead of with the absent Drass, Lanaey pulled out a throwing knife that was braced to her and waited until she could properly see what was coming. It was alone, so whatever it was it wasn't a real threat. Squinting to get the most out of her eyes, Lanaey started walking forward so that she could discover what was entering the town's land at such a rapid pace. It was a horse...no rider...perhaps one of the Rohirrim horses or a wild man's who had gotten loose. Still walking the Elf covered her eyes to get rid of the sun's glare and was able to make out the color and shade of the mount. It was Drass. Smiling broadly and giving a sigh of relief, the Elf waited.
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