The time he and the Four had spent in Mirkwood seemed now like much longer ago than it had been. Clean, crisp mountain air. Abundant fruits that grew on bushes and trees. Sunrises and sunsets that basked everything around them in brilliant pinks and oranges. The serenity of it all was breathtaking. Could Zabathôr possibly be content like this? Had it.

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The Last Huntress of The Dreadward Tribunal. A sweet, sea breeze at her back, Eruviel ascended the long stair leading up from the docks. Each step as light as the last, she did not go so fast as to put those she passed to shame, nor did she go so slow as to make people wonder if she was being patronizing. She wanted to fight and kill and protect because it was the right thing to do. No uncountable layers of lies and bribes at every turn. All she wanted to worry abou.

It would likely be the last time they needed to set up camp. Wordlessly, Cedoric helped the others until they had all been prepared for rest. He and Wraith curled up within their tent, and Cedoric readied himself for another long night with his thoughts. Nothing Cedoric tried to say was coherent, just a mix of sobs and broken sentences. Godric, just as .

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8220;Something you need, stranger? 8221; Himlad asked expectantly. Darramir blinked away his thoughts, realizing the stable master had caught him staring. The stable boy looked up from filling feedbags and stared at the traveler. As Darramir turned off the road and headed west to the lone oak tree, he pondered why he had asked for directions.