[Firondoiel]

Firondoiel walked with the crowd through the gate. The dark green elven dress she wore reached down to her ankles but didn’t quite touch the ground. Her long brown hair was left down and blowing in the wind. Excitement was obvious on her face as she looked over the party. It had been far too long since she had seen several of them. They might not even remember her but she was delighted to see them all anyway.

Now to find the group of friends that she knew were going to be here. That would prove to be easier said than done. The party was not small and the promise of food thrilled many of the young hobbits (not to mention some of the older ones) to disorderly behaviour. Firondoiel had to be extra careful so that her tray of special almond flavoured lembas bread would not be upset amongst the many other things she was carrying. Her eyes roamed over the assembly. Where were her friends?

“Firi! Over here!” called a muffled voice as if in answer to her thought. Turning towards the voice, Firondoiel could just make out her friend, Luthien. As quickly as she could, Firi rushed towards her. After many near disasters for her lembas, she arrived at the pavilion where Luthien was.

“Keld!” cried Firi as she set down her armful and enveloped her friend in a hug. “It’s wonderful to see you!”

Keld returned the hug. “I am very glad to see you too!” she said with a smile. “What all have you brought?” she asked looking over the items Firi had put on the table. “Oh, lembas bread and tea.” Firi replied with a wink. Keld gasped, “Tea? It’s not…..poisoned?” she whispered. Firi shook her head, “Not to worry. It’s quite alright.”

“Ah, good.” Keld said relieved for she knew her friend’s tendency to poison tea. Not that it would matter much for all of them were undead here anyway.