"Quite a bit of company indeed Mithrandir," Arcon replied eyeing the baby oliphant. "But I would expect none the less. A Wraith you say? I came across a creature some time ago, while I was passing this way heading south. I was with a few of my men, escourting some Gondorins back home, so of course it fled before we could get a good look at it. But it's good to hear you have some capable hands with you," Arcon said glancing at Menelduliniel, Elenna, and then Naaramare.
"So you are heading to Tharbad are you? I myself have some business there with the Rangers. I hear some odd things have happened around these parts, and my curiosity is indeed peaked. But the reasons of my travels are a matter of confidence."
As Bethberry came running up, a warm smile came to his face. "It is always good to see you Bethberry, I've missed your fine campfire cooking," Arcon said with a laugh. "Yes a bit far from Mithlond, but Cirdan's errands spread wide across Eriador, and sometimes further south and east. If he had known that you were in the area, I'm sure he'd offer a visit of you all."
Arcon walked over to the fire where everyone was gathered and greeted them accordingly. "I believe I will pass on the coffee Bethberry, not quite my taste, but the leaf I will gladly accept," he said removing a water skin and caked pipe from his belt pack.
Turning to respond to a greeting, Arcon smiled, "Suilad, Naaramare. An interesting name. Are you from royal lineage?"
(OOC: Naaramare, see the discussion.)
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