Rivendell

The Hall of Fire glowed with its usual soft light, elves scattered across the area in small social groups as normally seen. Faorie gazed searchingly around the hall until she found the one she sought – Elisbeth. Straightening herself, she confidently took the steps forward needed to stand beside the lady and leader of the Warband.

Thendryt stood along the bank of the lake found in a relatively private area of Rivendell, staring out along the movements of the waters. He was still, the shade of the immense boulder beside him shadowing him from the lowering sun's rays.

Two elves were approaching not far from where he stood - Nelnardis and Faorie. They stopped once near him.

He turned his body towards the two, shifting his gaze between them.

Faorie led Nelnardis into Imlad Gelair where they stood within the immense gazebo under the darkening sky.

Shortly before they decided to make their way to the relatively private area, Khalis had advised Nelnardis to speak to Hiril Elisbeth, leader and lady of the Warband - causing the young Leutha Maethor concern. He left the two, leaving Faorie and Nelnardis standing alone beside the Homely House. Nelnardis turned to Faorie with an anxious expression, asking her what has happened that would require an audience with Elisbeth.

As soon as she set foot in the yard, they were bounding up to her and knocking around her legs, sniffing curiously. Teleny's laughter rang through the crisp night air. "Alright, alright. I missed you guys, too!" She traipsed up the steps, pulled the key from under the doormat, and unlocked the door while the dogs hounded after her.