******The Shire/Rivendell/Blue Mountains******
Orlo smiled, and bowed his head in respectful greeting. "Orlo Hornblower of the Shire, sir," he said.
Elladan nodded his acknowledgment, but before he could say anything, someone else walked into the room.
"I am so sorry to disturb you!" The elf started to walk away, but turned back.
"Are you the group that I am to lead?" She asked.
Orlo wondered who this newcomer was. He hadn't seen her before, and no one had spoken of her yet. Glancing at Elladan, he saw their his brow was furrowed. Orlo decided to be courteous, and bowing in the same way he had done before, he introduced himself. "May I know your name?" he asked of the Elf.
"Thule," replied the newcomer. Orlo nodded.
There was a silence. Finally, Serin spoke. "If you will excuse me," he said bowing to the company," I'm afraid I will have to retire for the night. Good night to all of you." He turned, and left.
"Well, I'm afraid I'll have to say the same," Orlo said. "I'll see you all in the morning." He bowed politely and left.
He hurried down the passages and back to his room. Checking that everything was packed for the last time, he sighed with relief and fell into bed, anxious to get a good night's sleep for the journey ahead.
[ October 26, 2002: Message edited by: Ringwraith Number Two ]
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