When would they leave? It seemed they had stood idle for far too long. Who could tell where Nuhrive was now? If they waited any longer, they may not find her alive, if they even found her at all. Harlon was tripping over invisible objects and doing cartwheel after cartwheel.
Jemel counted. The searchers included Feadhros, Harlon, Thoriel, Gareth, Lilebrian, and herself. That was five. Was it enough? Jemel guessed that it was at least better than having too many. What would happen if they were to take the Easterlings by force? Surely there were at least twice as many of them as there were searchers. Still, they couldn't leave Nuhrive to fate.
"We should go soon, before the sun rises. We have still a few hours, we could cover some distance if the Easterlings are asleep or taking rest," Jemel suggested.
[ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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