[Amanaduial the archer]

"So the rumours are true? There is a wind sprite travelling with Arawil?"

Hreeza smiled to herself. Wow, famous without actually having to do anything yet... She was mildly thrown though- she wouldnt have expected this woman to be so accepting, even is she was from the golden wood.
She left her message but didnt leave immediately, just watched Lorin for a moment as the elf groomed her horse, talking to it and humming quietly to herself. Satisfied she had definitly made the right choice with this one, Hreeza left quietly.

Hreeza sighed impatiently, not a difficult task for an air elemental. Just when she thought she was about to blow Dykoria to the other side of mirkwood, Arawil walked down into the yard. She smiled cordially at the others as they mounted the horses and set off through the elegantly carved gates.
"Ah, glad to see you looking so pleased, O Mistress Of Impecable Timing! What did you do, strangle a couple of servants? Or maybe you were making pleasant conversation with your underlings?"
Arawil glared at the silvery sheen nearby. "Ah good, glad youre back on form Spiders Bane. I was getting worried.
"And you are too obviously on your usual form Sprite."

The group set off through the forest and instantly Hreeza felt more at home. Inhaling deeply she wove through the trees of her home forest. The small group below her also seemed more cheerful as they made their way through a lighter part of the forest. The journey had begun!