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'What a proposal.' Del chuckled lightly as he listened to the Maen's plan. 'Yet what have I to lose? Going along for a ride might be fun.' Therefore he murmured his assent with all the rest of the group - wait, not all. Ferethor still looked like he had something to say, but was restrained by his companion, Aelimur.
Even as the sun climbed laboriously to the high heaven, Maen was in the public section of the library. Del noticed with some surprise that Ferethor went in with Maen, and voiced his opinion thoughtfully to the only person other then him that stayed behind - Aelimur.
"Strange." Del said, a frown creasing his brow, "Ferethor was against this expedition into the Military Archives if my memory does not fail me. Why does he go in with the others?" Aelimur was too occupied with his thought to reply, it seemed, and Del gave up trying to make conversation and went into the library for the lack of anything other to do.
Del passed Atharen and Ferethor talking in low voices byt he corner. Deliberately taking his place near them, he tried to overhear them, but failed to catch the conversation that was going on.
Atharen said, evidently taken off his balance, "Ferethor, so you've set yourself a task to deceive the citadel sentiniels in order to protect the expedition?"
Ferethor retorted, "Do you think we could possibly break in the Military Archives of Gondor without outside help? If you have any better ideas, Ranger, I'd like to hear it."
"Great Iluvatar... You are surely crazed..." Atharen said weakly. "I have a forboding that this may be more perilous then it seems." At that, Ferethor frowned. "Perilous? Certainly. But what isn't?"
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