Questions and Answers

Turchiron nods, "I can understand that, but we'll just have to do our best, Find ways to make new memories, rather than relying on those of the past."
Hithfaerwen breathed deeply. "I understand."
Hithfaerwen took a moment to speak again. "Will you still talk to him?"
Turchiron looks to her, his smile fading slightly as he thinks about that prospect, "I will have to, I still won't allow this to go unaddressed."
Hithfaerwen offered him a nervous smile. "You don't have to... I don't want the relationship you have with him destroyed over me..."
Turchiron shakes his head, "Our relationship has already been strained by his involvement with the Men of Bree, regardless of this, I would have had to confront him about it at some point."
Hithfaerwen glanced down at the lake, nodding. "I see..."
Turchiron looks out over the lake once more and then up to the sky, "Where do you think we can find him?"
You say, ''At a Tavern, in the Hamglen part of the homesteads..''
You say, ''I could go in and get him if you wish to avoid his band of merry men..''
Hithfaerwen teased, a smirk on her face.
Turchiron lets out a small chuckle, "His band of 'merry men' won't stop me from getting to him, I doubt they'll be much of an obstacle, But being so close to Bree, perhaps keeping a low profile would be better, We'll see once get an idea of the layout area."
Hithfaerwen nods, yawning after a moment.
Turchiron looks to her, "Are you tired? Perhaps you should try and rest some more before we head toward him."
You say, ''No, no... I'll be fine.''
Hithfaerwen took her little skin of water and drank from it.
Turchiron nods, "If you say so, When would you like to leave then?"
You say, ''I'm unsure... If I wait any longer, he may think I getting comfortable again...''
Hithfaerwen spat the last words like venom.
Turchiron looks back to the place where he had tied his horse for the night, "Well then, Let's prove him wrong, shall we? We shall make haste to his location."
Hithfaerwen took a breath, glancing at him and nodding.
Turchiron moves to his horse and unties the reins from around the nearby tree, he leads it away from the ruins slightly and awaits Hithfaerwen there.
Hithfaerwen went to her own, petting her snout. Soft words were mumbled, and she hopped on carefully.
Turchiron mounts his own horse as she approaches, "The homesteads you said? We'll be there in no time."