Blue Sky, Night Thunder: The Fool's Errand

[GreatWarg]

Khelek narrowed his eyes. The rain was, no doubt, created, and not natural. He had picked up no sign of rain for for several days at least. "My fur is getting wet," Khelek said remorsely, purposely letting Amanalkarion and Ollea overhear him. There was a grunt from Amanalk, and no answer at all from Ollea. Finding a small dell not far off from the cabin, the wolf settled in for the night.

"So what are you doing here? Why would you want to steal a Silmaril from your own kinsman?" the wolf wondered aloud. There was a short pause, in which the wind could be heard dancing on the crowns of the trees. The wolf curled up, putting a paw over his nose to keep out the chill.

Ollea had most likely been to Rivendell, if she had heard of him, and seemed most kind of the rogue band. And yet, why would so fair a maiden join with such thieves? And what was Amanalkarion doing amongst all of this?

((OOC Am I still alooone, or what? *sniffle* I want a companion!!! This sure is an interesting RPG, even if it so far seems that the bad guys are gonna win.))