Alearindu rode back to the Inn in the early morning sunlight, her copper hair flowing free in the wind.
She tied her horse to a post outside of the Inn. Her horse, Mornen, was steel black and pools of silver showed in his coat by moonlight. He snorted and rubbed his muzzle against her shoulder.
Alearindu had just come from a morning ride around the area. She was already packed, and had been since the night before. She was looking forward to the journey, yet she also dreaded it slightly for a reason not yet known to her.
Alearindu patted her horse on the muzzle and then walked into the Inn where the other traveler's were. She sighed a little and glanced around the room. Her green eyes then landed on Gandalf and she walked over to him.
She bowed a greeting. "How long do you expect it will take us to reach the Castle Maladil, Sir Gandalf?" She queried him.
[ November 14, 2002: Message edited by: TheLadyAerowen ]
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