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Old 05-29-2003, 12:14 AM   #39
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Despite Elrond's request that the company tarry in Rivendell for several days to relax and mend their spirits, Elentari found that she was extremely restless and could scarcely close her eyes to sleep. When she finally drifted off into a troubled slumber, ahe awoke at the first hint of dawn and ran quickly to the kitchen to consider what provisions would be needed for the next leg of their journey.

Most of the day was spend on preparations for the road. Elves, dwarves and humans worked diligently together to pick out supplies for the trip, and bind them into neat packets that could be easily stored on the backs of ponies.

That evening, Elrond again entertained the company in his great hall. There was much singing and telling of tales, while a fine feast was laid out on the tables for all to enjoy, with platters of venison, crusty loaves of egg bread, and fat pies stuffed with fresh eels drawn from nearby mountain lakes, along with numerous other dishes. But the company did not linger long at theirmeal as they'd done the evening before, retiring to their bedchambers so they could get an early start in the morning as soon as the morning sun peeked over the horizon.

The next day found them on the trail shortly after daybreak. The Dwarves had warily mounted onto the backs of the ponies Elrond provided for them. There were even three extra steeds for the company's use. Provisions were strapped onto the backs of these small beasts, as the group quietly set out along the road after many good wishes and goodbyes had been exchanged.

With good weather and everyone on horseback, the company made excellent time for the next two days. For the first time, things seemed to be going smoothly. Callo and Selven were sent out by Elentari on an advance scouting party, and came back with the happy news that the Last Bridge lay just a half day ahead. Once they reached that junction, the rough terrain would give way to easier ground, and they'd be able to join up with the Great Eastern Road with a clear shot through to Bree.

The companions settled down for the night after a hasty meal around the campfire, making their beds under the overhanging branches of a small forest clearing. All the companions were tired, and looking forward to the next day when they would join up with the main road. In a short time, everyone in camp had fallen asleep, except for one Dwarf who had volunteered to remain awake and stand guard.

Once or twice, the Dwarf leaned out and cupped his hand up to his ear. He swore he could hear an insistent rustling of leaves or other noises off in the woods, but he could never be totally sure. A quick look around the perimeter of the camp failed to turn up anything other than the normal inhabitants of the forest. The dwarf came and sat back down on a nearby tree trunk, his head nodding once or twice as he struggled to hold off sleep.

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