Danel

Parnard's plan for a Mirkwood style Midsummer make an enjoyable change of pace, as he, Estarfin, Danel and Filignil head for a lakeside spot with a clear view of the stars. There is plenty to eat and drink, and it seems Sogadan has even sent a keg of Dorwinion red to his old friend. 

Parnard's seems to be a good influence on the formidable Filignil, as she even apologies to he and Estarfin for her hasty judgment of them. And Danel has been busy crafting gifts....

Danel is pleased to see an old device still being used on some fires. She tries to explain it to Parnard and Estarfin, who both don't seem to have a clue what she is talking about. "Welcome to my world," Parnard says to Estarfin, as he often can't understand what Danel is talking about. 

One inside the Brigand inhabited ruins, the three Elves make steady progress at dispatching those men nearest the gate. They clear the next courtyard before climbing to the battlements. With the Brigands aware they are under attack, the Elves discard the foul cloaks they used, and make their way through the rest of the castle. Although Estarfin is slightly wounded by an arrow shot, they all complete their selfappointed quest on behalf of the Halflings. 

While Estarfin keeps watch of the ruined castle, Parnard and Danel search for suitable Men's clothing with which to temporarily disguise themselves. The ploy worked to their advantage at Dol Guldur several years ago. The only problem is finding any men outside the ruins. 

Fortunately Parnard explores around a wolf den, and the Elves find a few recent corpses with salvageable, if smelly, items that will serve them well enough to gain admittance. 

So we rode down from the brigand's camp a short time after Parnard departed. Swan-hoof would not have been able to carry Estarfin, so it was Pelorian with me, or he walked home. I would not have the latter.