Brotherhood, A Story from the Last Alliance:RPG thread

[Daniel Telcontar]

Thelian sighed, as he thought of Lothlórien. Finally! His heart longed only for the relaxation offered there. He was tired of the journey, tired of the ladies. They were a constant burden, with their gossip and lack of ability to take care of themselves.

And their presence reminded him of Anwanelme, which reminded him of Melost. Though the wounds were slowly closing as time passed by, it still ached to think of him. When Thelian had forgiven Arthain and helped him, it had helped the healing of the wounds on his soul, but not closed them. And he knew, that they would remain as scars forever on his immortal spirit.

He thought of Dorlas, who had tried to keep some of his cheerful mood. Thelian decided, for Dorlas' sake, to try and improve his mood. The lad had done nothing wrong, but had acted honourable, and he did not deserve to suffer because of all this.

For Dorlas' sake, he would try and treat him as when they were friends and so was their masters. Hopefully, Dorlas would then feel more at ease; and if the lad was without troubles, Thelian did not need to worry about him.

Nor would he worry about Arthain. The knight could take care of himself, and if he couldn't, Thelian would not care much about it. His only concern was to fulfill the mission. When they reached the Golden Wood he would find out what to do; though his loyalty for the elven army had vanished along with Melost.