******The Shire/Blue Mountains/Rivendell*****
After all the food shortage, the hard, cold nights, and the dampness that was ever-present whilst travelling in the boats, the beautiful city was certainly a sight worth seeing. Orlo's eyes widened in amazement as he took in his gleaming surroundings. He was awestruck, as was the rest of the party, even the High Elves. His eyes were momentarily diverted from the beautiful sight of the city by a messenger coming towards them.
"Welcome, folk of Rivendell, the Blue Mountains and The Shire!" he said.
"Our greetings to the King." Ciri smiled and stepped forward. The chiefs of the separate parties did the same.
"Please, follow me." The messenger set off, and the awestruck party followed.
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