[Arawethiel]

Falco quietly crept out of his family's modest burrow just after the sunrise. Glad that he had not awoken his mother and sisters he headed towards the Brandywine River to meet up with the other hobbits for their little adventure. Along the way Falco checked the bag he had brought for his journey seeing if he had forgotten anything. Some food and water along with a rope were stored away inside the bag as well as his little knife. Satisfied that this was all he would need Falco increased his pace towards the river feeling oddly excited for once.

Approaching the bridge, Falco noted that Olo was already there and checking over the boat.
"Good morning Falco! Glad you're here, you can help me look over the boat." Olo said to him with a smile.

"Sure," Falco replied and asked, "when will the others arrive?"

"Pretty soon I suppose. They all knew we were leaving this morning. We'll all get introduced and then set off down the river!"

"All right, Olo." Falco said. He bent over to help Olo and saw an ominous black cloud gathering far off to the east. Feeling uneasy about the cloud Falco was about to mention it when he was interrupted by another hobbit arriving causing the thought to be forgotten.