Harolas rode his horse, Eldoros, hard and fast toward the gates of Castle Rafflensher. He was late to attend the summons and hurried on. Reaching the gates, he was lucky enough to catch up with the party that was just leaveing.
"Hail!," he yelled,"Do not leave without me."
"Make haste then, stranger." someone said.
"I am Harolas of Mirkwood, I wish to be a part of this company," the elf replied.
He urged Eldoros on and caught up with the leading group of the party.
There was another elf with them, a young and beautiful elf from Mirkwood. Harolas had seen her before but hadn't quite met her. He approached her and nodded.
She smiled and said,'Welcome, fair Harolas, I am Elwyn Arianwen of Mirkwood,"
"Yes, fair maiden, I know," Harolas smiled back. and she smiled again.
The others were far more grim than them in this company. The most sullen was a white haired man, possibly of the Gondor, he silently rode on a white horse, almost no expression on his stony face and alongside him rode a beautiful lady, a human possibly of Rohan, she hardly spoke either but smiled at Harolas when he joined the group.
The Leader of the group, a tall young elf, elegant and stately rode ahead alone.
Eldoras was tired and in need of a good drink, they would soomn near the river, Leftrex.
Harolas began to hum a soft tune and hoped Elwyn would join in.
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