[VanimaEdhel]

Khôrbar quickly composed himself. He had not seen this river in so many years. It had been too long since he had traversed this dangerous territory. Though it was dangerous, it was undoubtedly magnificent and powerful, nonetheless.

"I do hope," Khôrbar muttered to Soronûmë, "That your companions possess talents for crossing these rapids. I know the shallowest part, but it is still perilous, for the waters move quickly."

Soronûmë stood quietly for a moment, looking at the waters. Khôrbar slipped quietly away and moved towards Elentari.

"Hiril nîn," Khôrbar said quietly, "I do know a shallower path. It is dangerous but, if you are willing to trust me, I believe you will find your way across. Unless your company has another surprise for me that I do not know of that involved sprouting wings and flying over the rapids, of course."

Khôrbar said the last part a bit more sarcastically than he probably should have, but he felt no regret, as he had never been informed of anything in regards to this company as of yet and somewhat resented his lack of information. He looked across the rapids and then to the quiet Elentari. He wondered if the stronger, such as Zohariel, would abandon them, using their own strength to cross the River.

"It would follow my luck, as of late, if we had been abandoned by an elemental of greater strength than we possess," Khôrbar muttered to himself as he began to move towards the shallow part of the rapids.

Khôrbar did not look back to see if the others were following. Even if they did not, he much desired to behold this land once more. He had once seriously thought of staying here, abandoning his wandering ways, although this land was dangerous.

Cuil nîn na le
Ai hiril nîn
A guren na gwanur al le...
Khôrbar sang again, merrily this time, at the thought of returning to his favorite place in the world. He knew that Soronûmë would have to follow, for he was of the Elves and could not fly, even if the other could.

Khôrbar breathed the familiar air of this land and, for the first time in a long while, felt at home. He was a different person in this land. He was merry and jovial, quicker to trust and more open. Khôrbar felt a swell of pride in his heart that he was aiding this company.

His hopes, however, diminished a bit when he saw the familiar crossing ground. It was still there, luckily, but he had failed to remember how quickly the water moved, even in this shallow water.

Ai, I hope this shall not be the death of any of the company, Khôrbar hoped quietly, waiting for those that followed him to catch up...

[ January 27, 2003: Message edited by: VanimaEdhel ]