Standing among the few who had answered Harlon's request was Thoriel, wearing a plain dress which touched the ground and riding boots. She carried a simple bow, it was not carved but it was still well made and very effective. Thoriel's face was fair, as are all of the elven kind, but hers seemed more used to laughing than most and it was true that a smile was more often than not upon her face, though not now, this was a grave matter.
After Lilebrian burst in, Thoriel spoke up,
"I have been sent by my parents to help you in your quest, they wished to be here themselves but their presence is needed elsewhere, so you'll have to settle with me." she finished with a small smile.
"You are most welcome, as are all of you." said Feadhros, adressing all that were waiting to join the party.
[ January 06, 2003: Message edited by: dragoneyes ]
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