[Ten'oio]

"Nice day, isn't it?" asked Inwe, stealing a sip of Aerandir's ale.
"Hello Talendur, Phervasaion." She took a seat, smiling all the while. She awoke early in the morning, and somehow ended up in the stables. While visiting with Aerandir's horse, she spoke many thoughts aloud; about her father, brother, and about home.

Even though she had placed her home far behind her, she still worried about her family. Her father was growing old, and couldn't care for himself anymore. Thoughts of her father had wandered into her mind often lately; thoughts of her brother too. He came of age days before she left home. No longer could he care for their father. He was even too feeble minded to care for himself anyways. Someday she would get see her father again, she just hoped it wouldn't be his last.

"So when do we leave for Bree?" asked Inwe, trying to steer her mind in a different direction.