“Loth, you must bring your new friend to your Aur en-Onnad, I would love to meet her!” Melleth bustled around the small home, making tea and pulling out food for her daughter.

One Year Ago

She brought no peace to the circle of graves.

Heartha had already scouted out the area agreed upon, when the others arrived. She had found very few signs of boar, even there. The hilly woodlands to the east of Bancross were usually teeming with wild boar. Why was there such a shortage this year? The hunting party may yet have to rely on the results of fishing, or possibly a moose or two, to fill the mouths of their folk, she mused.

((neatly penned in Lumi-kieli))

Today is too lovely a day to stay in, though B might want me to, but the sun is bright and the air is warm. Not that it has ever been cold, but after a year away from Lumi-mâ I wonder if I have acclimated and would find even summer there too chilling and winter impossible to bear, like some etelä-vieras.

At long last the two parties were prepared to depart. Addiela, Finchley, Ryn and Nethrida were bound for Bree and a meeting with the dwarves, while Eduwiges, Xanderian, Calidis and Ellsabeth rode Arnach to seek the freedom of Daedre, so that Edu could learn more of her past. Xandilif had departed the night before on a mission of her own, and Nimlindir and Aliandith remained behind to see to the Island.

What an evening he muttered to himself, aloud, though he was smiling broadly.

“Damn, girl, you killed my King!” he laughed, and Bexly smiled back at him broadly.