long travel

Ceilawynn's mare, Mouse, had fallen during a desperate pursuit. The mare had been shot. Stumbled, but still managed to carry her mistress at break-neck pace, forward, until Tarsorel could grab the girl and pull her onto his horse before Mouse buckled and fell  behind.

The chase was too sensational for the small deed of the mare to be noticed, but Ryheric knew horses. When the story was told to him by the girl in tears, Ryheric knew Mouse had been a hero.

We gathered our supplies and anything we could muster, then said our goodbyes to our friends. We knew there was another group of Noldor going to Eregion, and thought that we should meet up with them, as there is safety in numbers; So off we went, searching for the group as we traveled to Eregion. We often stopped at the streams we would come across, refilling our water supply, but due to my beloved Varni we stopped to gather some herbs and the like. I doubt that she wanted to gather herbs to resupply, but instead learn firsthand about them.

"Mister Berrywine! What a pleasure! We couldn't recognize you, it is quite dark. What are you doing here, in the Vale of Andrath?"
"I'm going South."
"Where?"
"You'll find out when I come back."

Dear Father,