[Mithadan]

Susan Delgado's Post:

The traders stood on the hill for a while, looking down at their home, so long unseen. Findereg glanced over the company: at Findorfin and Aenara, who'd finally realised their feelings, at Taurian and Youielle, who each seemed happy but would have difficult times ahead, at Thaurbar, who'd most likely be leaving again soon after they arrived. He thought of Elantar, who'd died defending the rest and would not soon be forgotten. They'd stopped on the way back to retrieve the Elf's body and return it to his family; it was currently residing on one of the pack horses. He thought into the future, of Luinlathome waiting for him in their apartment in the cellar and could wait no more. He gestured the company onward and directed his horse down the slope toward the cave-city's gate, where they were well and gladly recieved.