[Cimmerian]

Bulvard looked at the two women as they conversed, they were beautiful to the eye, but Bulvard was far removed from such pleasure, his heart was heavy and his thoughts grim. They were worthy comrades in a common cause none more.

Turning to Calixto, he said,"My falcon, Aronja gives me sight beyond sight, she tells me that there is a legion of foul beings gathering across those hills, the Lady Gywn is correct, there are many of the Warg among them."

Looking at the Lady Gwyn he said, "Yes, Milady, I am Bulvard, a man of Gondor, if I remember well, I believe I served with your brother in battle, alas I am sory for his fate."

"You have suffered a loss as great as mine, man of Gondor, there is no need to be sorry," The Lady Gwyn answered, smiling slightly.

Bulvard acknowledged Gwyn and nodded at Elwyn, she could be a few seasons older than his daughter he felt, if he would not have lost her those many ages ago. And he soon faded in this troubled thoughts.

The company rode on.