[GreatWarg]

* * * * * Rhûn Nation * * * * *

Ulwyte nodded briefly in acknowledgement before heading off to pack under Lovek's intensive stare. Since when were they Lovek's troops anyways? Kasteni was commanding this trip, even if he had told Lovek to get them here. With that brute growling and glaring at anyone who got in the way, they had reached the stables without much adventure. In fact, Ulwyte mused, he could probably be a one-man army.

Ulwyte tied up his pack, making sure the trade goods were secure. They may be going off to discuss matters, but that did not mean a good trading oppurtunity would not come up. Ulwyte hoped that he could perhaps find something good in the Western lands, where Sauron had not allowed them to trade and lied to them about its inhabitants. He thought of perhaps being one of the first to make new trades with the peoples from the Western lands. That would secure him a good fortune as a merchant, though his father wanted him to become a warrior.

Ulwyte checked to make sure his blade was sharp. It was not one of the black-hued blades of Rhûn, but it came from lands beyond Middle-earth, where their nation had some trade. He also strapped his bow and arrows together, also not made in Rhûn. But what Ulwyte really wanted was a Elf or Dwarf blade, often rumoured to be the best in all the lands. Merchants would kill to get one of them, for they were rare and very expensive.

Taking all these things, Ulwyte went once again to hear what Lovek would order.