"Perhaps we can camp there tonight," Erkaliel said as she had 'sneaked' up on Tanroth, Rostion and Imthôlion's side. "And let the horses take some rest," she continued. Tanroth and the others agreed to this. Erkaliel led them to a glade, west of Michel Delving. The glade was fair sized and located on the north side of the road they had been following from Tharbad. The company's members looked questioningly at the elf, who without hesitation led them to the quite wonderful place, where the trees would shield them from the wind.
Firiel and Arilewen prepared a short meal; meanwhile the others helped each other make a suitable and comfortable camp. Imthôlion and Dunaire led the horses to some trees, standing tall and fair just by the camp. They tied them up and made sure there was plenty of green grass they could enjoy, while the company enjoyed a hot meal.
"So, these shirelings are mortal?" Dunaire asked after a while. "Yeah, I believe so," Solondil said, looking at the others with wide eyes, as if he was wondering if someone else had something to add. "That means... that they will die.. Eventually," Dunaire stated, with great wonder in her voice. Solondil gave short nod, assuring that this was correct. Tanroth said nothing; he only smiled now and then to make sure he didn't look too tired or hesitant about this whole affair.
The two riders and their errand was still eating him up inside. But he wouldn't dare bother his fellow elves with questions regarding the mysterious riders now. It was far too late and thoughts which only brought doubt and suspiciousness wouldn't be any good now.
Tanroth stretched his arms up and into the air. He yawned and turned on his left side to get some sleep. At midnight or so, someone would wake him up so he could stand guard for a few hours. Some of the company's members had insisted on having guards at all time this night. "The Halflings may look innocent, but they seem scary in a way," someone hat muttered, it was meant as a joke though. Still Tanroth felt it was a good idea as well. Some guards couldn't hurt, could it? Not when there were riders about.
<font size=1 color=339966>[ 3:54 PM December 15, 2003: Message edited by: Novnarwen ]
__________________
Scully: Homer, we're going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. Do you understand?
Homer: Yes. (Lie dectector blows up)
|