[Everdawn]

Énien saw Bregand standing alone for a while. "He is still young in the world, though I to him am old, I too am still young in the eyes of the elves. I bet he has never been attacked in ambush like that before." she said to herself. She resolved to converse with the boy who had been so interested in her since she met him in Bree.

"Hello Bregand", she called to him. It was the first time she had called him by name, other than reffering to him as "boy".

Énien saw he was a little alarmed by her talking to him. She stood next to him and stared out at the hills. "I have killed goblins, orcs and mirkwood spiders by the dozens- but the first time I killed a man- I broke my bow and threw it into the Anduin. Later I realised how stupid I was, armed only with a daggar and with a horse, hundreds of miles from Rivendell..."

Énien paused looking at Tareth, who seemingly looked quite disturbed. "It is different, killing a man, for me than it is for you. I am an elf, and none will kill another, but men, In their hearts grace lies so deep sometimes it is lost. It causes them to turn to evil."

She smiled. "Now, we better find Calimir and Wren and discuss which road we have to take, time we cannot waste."