[Everdawn]

Énien stared into the darkenss. She was certain of it now, something was there. It had not been her imagination. Bregand started to speak to her again, but she stopped him by putting up her hand. Énien narrowed her eyes even more into the darkness trying to get a better look at the figure on the horse and frowned.

"Here, take my horse, get off the path" she said sternly to the Nurse. She drew out her Bow and fitted an arrow to the string. "Ready your sword boy, stay here." And unseen she stalked up the path in the darkness.

The others were now a small distance behind her. The figure was approaching. Slowly she pulled back on the string, and held fast on the side of the track. She stopped. It was an elf! and not any elf, but one of her own kindred, Calimir!

Énien lowered her bow. And the two spoke. "I am travelling with these people, they are going to Harad, old friend. And my birth star has returned." she said pointing ot the sky. "That is why i am going." She spoke to him in elvish.

"who knows what they would get into without an elf. Though there are rangers among them... and a mother, and a boy, and a blacksmith, and a gondor noblewoman." She spoke still in elvish.

Énien turned to the drawn swords. "It is Calimir! put down your swords!" She frowned. And said in common speech to Calimir. "It is good to see you friend."

[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Everdawn ]