Parnard

Parnard of the Greenwood, embroidering by the Forest River.

Danel of Thargelion that was, jewelsmithing in Eregion that was.

Estarfin of Thargelion that was, blacksmithing in Imladris.

'I do not think Parnard understands our warnings," Estarfin said as he looked out over the bay.

I nodded my head. I thought the same. "I do not know how the sea longing affects the Nandor or Avari, only that many of the Noldor and Sindar feel the call. It is a dangerous choice for him to make. But if he does decide to come here, I will not stand in his way."

Estarfin turned his head slightly, to watch a ship in the distance. 

"No, it is his choice to make." he added.

And so it was.
 

Returning to Ered Luin, Danel and Parnard pass by the camp at some distance. Tolbold seemed to think there were about fifty Men still there, though he was more precise about stolen food. The Elves can see movement, but also that the ruins go across the hilltop for some distance. 

Danel wants to reassure the Hobbit villagers they have nothing to fear from her and her friends. Parnard escorts her, and fortunately is on fine form with his persuasive words when they encounter Assistant Shirriff, Tolbold Tatersfield. The Hobbit claims he has several armed Bounders hidden nearby, with their arrows trained on the elves. They are looking for the blood covered Dark Rider who left a pile of bodies for them to tidy up. But Tolbold also tells them the Brigands steal their food and laundry. Any help on that front will be appreciated. 

They had planned to hunt for boar or deer that day. There would be a need for food that would last until midsummer at the least. A boar hunt? That was before they came across a small surprise on the edge of the Halfling's lands. 

Danel watched as Parnard dived under the water and came again to the surface in the middle of the Huntsman's belt. It was too much for her. She too would swim in the stars reflected in the lake.

Danel and Parnard look over the valley from one of Duilond's platforms. The stars again draw their attention. Danel explains she is considering approaching the Dwarven craftsfolk of Ered Luin, to see what sort of glasses for star-seeing they can make, in lieu of the Mirdan crafted one she has long since lost.