Lilleduil

My lord,

What were they doing here? What was he doing here? He didn’t belong to the south, he belonged to the north. Towards Angmar. Thendryt didn’t understand. The real threat was to the north, not here in Dunland.
“Problem, Thendryt?” Khalis asked. They had been following the river southwards for days, yet there had been no sign of activity.
“No.” Thendryt replied. “That’s the issue. There’s no problem.”
“What do you mean?” Khalis asked.

“As you requested, Elisbeth.” Khalis said as he dismounted. The ride to Echad Dagoras had gone smoothly, even for Thendryt. Then again, his wounds were healing nicely and they weren’t severe. Bovad had appreciated the ride, he could tell. Poor horse had been in a stable for far too long.
“And how did you come to this place?” Elisbeth asked.
“On horses, Elisbeth.” Khalis replied. Thendryt tried, very hard, not to laugh out loud at that remark. Elisbeth did not look amused.

”Are you awake yet?”
He was, but he did not feel like getting out of the bedroll. Khalis looked down on him, seemingly suspicious.
“Perhaps I have to speak louder…” Khalis leaned in. “ARE YOU AWAKE YET?”
Thendryt frowned as he opened one eye.
“I see that you are, good.” Khalis said and stood back up. Caleniel’s head popped up behind the Captain. Thendryt saw her and made a poor effort to wave.

Journal entry page 23

We are on the road again heading south following the river to see where the supplies that were being brought up into south Eregion ate originating from. Hiril Elisbeth had taken stock of the situation as we were resting in Echad Mirobel and made it known that the man Thendrty Morson would be coming with us. I had voiced my concerns but it seems the others are in agreement with the Tur, thus I will keep my own council on the matter. I just hope it is not to our undoing.

Thendryt left the group of Elves and walked into the night. His wounds hurt, but he liked the pain. It was the good kind, the healing kind. He never minded those.

Tur Elisbeth Starfire looked down on him, her expression as warm as always. It almost annoyed him. He opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. Behind her, Khalis Imieran emerged. Thendryt groaned as he saw the Captain. Everyone needed to see him in this state, it seemed. Lilleduil bowed, yet again.
“Arrow wound to the left shoulder.” Lilleduil began, as she rose. “He pulled that one out.” She looked down at him and their eyes locked for a moment.

”Are you sleeping Thendryt?”
”No.”
Are you sleeping Thendryt?”
”I said no.”
“Are you sure?”
“I…”
“HOW DARE YOU SLEEP, THENDRYT?!”