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Arien · 03-12-2003, 08:16 AM

It had been nigh on 5 days since the orc battle an t was night now, the company was travelling at a slow pace for the wagon had been abandoned and the dwarves walked. they had left the forest and were now upon the main road to Rivendell. Belegond was upon Duelen and on his right rode Yanithe and and his left walked Kili. Belegond was low on arrows, he had retrieved all the good ones he had fired, but many were broken and were now useless. He still had his Mithril arrows but he would only use them once they got to Erebor, if that ever happened. The sky was clear and the stars danced in the night sky. The moon was high in the sky, and he was so bright there was no need for torches. The group was silent for a long time. Most eyes were upon Burzdol, he had still not fully recovered and Ani Dao seemed the most concerned. She kept closest to him, and never drew her gaze away. They had been good friends, and Belegond kind of understood, if anything happened to Kili, or Yanithe he would be concerned. The night drew on and morning came. The sun rose, the company pressed a head.

Suddenly Astarielle stopped. "A rider approches, an elf."

"Shall we stop Bali?" asked Durin.

"What does everyone else think?" Bali replied.

"The elf is probably that of Mirkwood or maybe Rivendell. We should wait." said Yanithe.

The dwarves nodded in agreement and so did the rest.

"We shall wait then?" asked Belegond sheilding his eyes from the sun so as he could see the rider.

"Yes." said Bali.

The rest of the company drew to a halt and waited patiently till the elf reached them.

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03-12-2003, 08:16 AM	#140
Arien Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: London/Leeds UK Posts: 417	It had been nigh on 5 days since the orc battle an t was night now, the company was travelling at a slow pace for the wagon had been abandoned and the dwarves walked. they had left the forest and were now upon the main road to Rivendell. Belegond was upon Duelen and on his right rode Yanithe and and his left walked Kili. Belegond was low on arrows, he had retrieved all the good ones he had fired, but many were broken and were now useless. He still had his Mithril arrows but he would only use them once they got to Erebor, if that ever happened. The sky was clear and the stars danced in the night sky. The moon was high in the sky, and he was so bright there was no need for torches. The group was silent for a long time. Most eyes were upon Burzdol, he had still not fully recovered and Ani Dao seemed the most concerned. She kept closest to him, and never drew her gaze away. They had been good friends, and Belegond kind of understood, if anything happened to Kili, or Yanithe he would be concerned. The night drew on and morning came. The sun rose, the company pressed a head. Suddenly Astarielle stopped. "A rider approches, an elf." "Shall we stop Bali?" asked Durin. "What does everyone else think?" Bali replied. "The elf is probably that of Mirkwood or maybe Rivendell. We should wait." said Yanithe. The dwarves nodded in agreement and so did the rest. "We shall wait then?" asked Belegond sheilding his eyes from the sun so as he could see the rider. "Yes." said Bali. The rest of the company drew to a halt and waited patiently till the elf reached them. [ March 12, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ] [ March 12, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ] [ March 15, 2003: Message edited by: Arien ] __________________ "...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."