Noldor

On sprinted the Noldo-maiden toward the Camp of Ruidhriel. Her true intent known to none but herself, she smiled in the rising light. Dawn broke freshly over the threshold of the red-coloured stones of Sirannon, the rocky hills and tall gargantuan boulders towering over the small, slender, yet rather broad-shouldered figure who was sprinting at her own balanced pace towards the discoloured and worn tent of Ruinedhriel. She could see the smoke from the campfire wafting over the red sky of Hollin, and finally her feet came to a stop before Ruidhriel.

Minyelaire's hand reached into the grey fur of Radbug. What a good companion he was. His nose had led her right where she wanted to go. Her blood-red lips set a slight kiss on the beasts snout, whose tail swings from one side to the other. The Avar can make out Daerundros, to her surprise Nimlith... but where is the ranger?

In slow motion, Daerundros beheld the chaos-of-an-argument happening before her. Her eyes flicked towards her counterpart Minyelaírë as her left hand shot up to the small and readied hand crossbow on her side. With a swift movement, less than a second, she had fired it. Amlarad staggered as the bolt cleanly penetrated his thigh. He grimaced in severe pain and doubled over, helpless on the snow.

Daerundros looked and breathed out a sigh of relief as she stood at the edges of the forest. The golden sand was slowly dissipating, to be replaced by a lush green grass and bushes of strange, exotic plants. Daerundros' curious eyes flicked to and fro merrily, trying to capture the detail within her memories. Beside her, Arivien and Vardarianna, looking as equally as curious, and in lightning-fast movement Daerundros reached for parchment and charcoal deep within her pockets, to capture the scene before her.

OOC: You characters may not know about the following unless they heard it from one of the present.

*a page from Veryacano's personal notebook which he uses to record important events*

It just came to my attention that a few people had drawn comparisons between Minye and Daer and found them to an extent similar... true, they are. But not so similar :p

The Timeline of the Bar-en-Linquëlossë and the Bar-en-Wilwarin

Years of the Trees