[[Aeruthuil]]

OOC Note: This is a sealed letter inside the pages of her journal. It is written in Westron Script and phonetic Rohirrim

Brywulf received a letter from Theoden King. Like many communications from our King, the writer was not Theoden King but one scribe. It had his seal upon it and his mark at the bottom.

Eliad limped towards the three, his blade being used as a walking stick.

"H-How is he..?" asked Eliad.

"I'll stay here as long as I need to," said Cassiah, shaking her head.

"Eliad!" exclaimed Brynlegh, glancing up at the sound of footsteps. She moved her hand to squeeze Cassiah's shoulder lightly, "I just mean, if your arms get tired, my dear." She looked back at Eliad, "He's still conscious... We're trying to make sure the bleeding has stopped."

Cassiah stood in her little "corner" unflinching her arms casually crossed over her stomach. Eliad did not look at her but had noticed that she was around to have listened.
"...How much did you hear?" asked Eliad.
"Only a little," mumbled Cassiah.
She calmly looked toward Eliad, knowing he wouldn't hurt her to begin with.
"Sorry...," smiled Eliad sadly, glancing towards her.

Clad in grey.

​Still as stone.

​He has no home.

​He watches under moon and sun.

Answering to no one.