RP: Crimson Sword

[Nevtalathiel]

Tumnaooriel had tried to follow the orders she had been given, but after only a few minutes of riding through the forest, she had slowed down and turned back. She felt she could not leave the group who had fought to rescue her, least of all Bulvard. For some reason unknown to her, the tall man intrigued her and she could not just leave him, especailly when he might be in danger.
Now she could see another man in the clearing and Elwyn standing between him and Bulvard. Moments before she had heard the clash of steel on steel, something which had merely hardened her resolve to return to the group. The other man seemed to be talking, but she could not hear what he said, nor did she care. She leapt from the horse and rushed into the clearing, not worrying for the moment if she was putting herself in danger.
"Bulvard! Are you ok?" was all she could think to say.