Mariym

As the party approached the Watchers, a growing sense of unease filled Eruthaiwen. Standing before them was almost too much for the kind elf as their very presence seemed to suck the life from the air. She tried to comfort Leothross in his distress but to no avail.

Acurith frowned. "What did you do that the Stones had bothered to remember you? It must have caused great damage to the Enemy..." she continued darkly "...or maybe you were one of...them...and you don't remember it. There is no other explanation. At least none that I could think of."

The dawn was here. The company was stirring, though not as those risen from a restful sleep, rather as those rising from a restless bed to again to face an indomitable foe. Acurith leaned against the wooden fence around the camp, lost in thought and contemplation of the sight that stretched before her.

((Captured chat in Esteldin with Eruthaiwen. ps: The writing might not be as good, as it was emoted))