[Everdawn]

Aeryn now grew thirsty. "Hold that thought" she said and passed Ellie and left the table in search of the bar. She decided against taking her cloak and bag to the bar with her.

She was usually untrustworthy of thieves, but since she was in the Shire, she decided that a thief here would be as likely as a wraith being in the Minas Tirith library. She brushed her snow hair over her shoulders and re-adjusted the necklace, a sign of Lothlorien, of where her mother was kin, which hung low around her neck and strode across the room, at the same time looking out for the Rangers who she was supposed to meet.

She stopped at a far end of the bar, no one seemed to be serving her. She noticed a mirror which hung on the wall behind the bar. She stared into it. Suddenly a feeling of unrest crept into her bones. "what are you doing here Aeryn" she thought to herself, "what were you thinking coming this far north? Trusting rangers, and strange rangers."

She sighed "Papa, if only you were here, you could tell me what i was in for." she turned her back away from the mirror and stood waiting.