Thaurbar rode along side Findereg in brooding silence. The morning's grisly find disturbed him and he mourned the death of the young elf. Close inspection of the corpse yielded clues that there was a struggle: the young Nandor did not go down without a fight.
Thaurbar was also appalled by the indifferent behaviour of the other wood elves. One of their kidsman had come to a tragic end and yet only Findereg seemed remorseful and kept to himself, the rest simply behaved as though nothing had happened and they never knew the an elf called Elantar ever existed. Had they no sense of decency?
Thaurbar looked at Findereg and offered his condolences
"Findereg of Mirkwood. I grieve for your loss. May the feä of our friend find his way safely to the Halls of Mandos and enjoy eternal bliss."
[ February 07, 2003: Message edited by: Saurreg ]
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