Upon recovering from his surprise at finding this mysterious man sitting calmly in their camp, Brytta's immediate feeling was one of distrust. The man knew little of the Rangers, and in his opinion anyone connected to a King, whether of Gondor or Rohan, was a threat and a possible enemy. Either way, Brytta had no intention of revealing much about his party to the man aside from their names; let alone the purpose of their journey.
"I have seen many strange things in my travels, but certainly I am not the only one in these woods with a name?"
"Forgive our impolite manner, but we five travellers are hungry, tired and were not in any way expecting to have a visitor at our camp. I am Brytta. As for our business in this dark forest, I will be flat. We are lost. I and my friends were travelling north, and at some point left the Old South Road by accident. And so, we have made a camp, and now an aquaintance." The the others introduced themselves, but mentioned nothing about being related or having come from Rohan; and Awyrgan did not question them further.
The "invited" man shared the fish with the group, and the herbs which he had mentioned earlier added a delicious flavor to the meal. Having eaten thier fill, the group relaxed around the fire, the night soon becoming alive with the sounds of crickets and frogs from the stream.
[ August 18, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]
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