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Numenstaya

Numenstaya

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We turned into the grounds of Númenstáya to a call from above, a hail from Filignil at her lookout point. “Oh, welcome, welcome back!” she cried, then lowering her bow, turned to run along the ridge to meet us. The sky was at that beautiful point just before dawn, when the eastern edges of our view, over the houses and further hills, were outlined with a pale rose-gold glow.

Some hesitation

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Filignil is eager to hear all of what transpired, but mindful of Yrill's long journey suggests she bathe and rest first. There is nothing either of them can do immediately.

Yrill wants to talk, not rest. She explains that she has already visited the Guards in Celondim, bringing them orders from Captain Culufinnel. She will rest when all three of their folk are home, and not sooner.

"You will go out after them again?" asks Filignil. 

 

Yrill returns Home

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They were all so glad to have Yrill back with them, and to know she was unharmed. Her news, that Danel had been rescued, was also most welcome.

"What about the High Lord?" Fearane asked. 

When will they Return.

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It had been almost two weeks since Yrill had returned to Numenstaya, having first visited the Guards in Celondim with message from their Captain. Not a long time at all, but since first she knew Danel was safe, and Parnard was being searched for, Filignil had made sure she was on Watch Duty at least once a day. Others of the household had said they could easily take over her duty, as she had so many more daily tasks to be about. But no.

The Right Direction

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“I know not where they are,” insisted Culuninnel, biting back at Estarfin's accusation. “But this cloak means -”

Again the Noldo advanced so that his large horse almost trod on the Captain.

The Pace Quickens

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Ceuro took the empty plate and goblet and headed back down from the lookout spot on the ridge. He had endured something of an onslaught from the angry Filignil. She was still on duty, and would be for another hour, and she was not at all amused that she had only just had the day’s happenings explained to her. The Housekeeper-come-Guard was a swift shot with a bow. None would enter Numenstaya without her knowing, and her permission.

Taking Action?

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She returned nigh midday, to find Estarfin speaking casually with the Dwarven workers about the wall building. He hailed her as she rode past him to the stables. Despite his earlier words, he did not seem particularly at ease.

“Any news, Yrill?”

Words before Pursuit

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Swan-Hoof had fortunately suffered no injuries, but she was restless and concerned, not only for Pelorian, but for Parnard and Danel. Both horses were tossing their heads, neighing and snorting. ‘Could the horses but speak,’ Yrill thought, not for the first time in her life. 

Dwarven Stone Masons at Work

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It was the Elf, Estarfin, who had asked us to build a defensive wall for him. We did not often take any orders from Elves. Neither would we have been overly willing for carrying out his request, but we knew of the Lady, whose home it was. Carnifinde of Thargelion was a name known to us, also as Danel of Eregion. She was a 'Dwarf friend' of old. And this Estarfin, also of Thargelion, had written a polite enough letter, showing he acknowledged our skills. Those skills with stone that were superior to that of Elves.

Namarie, Elves

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Ceuro walked with us ter the gate. He wished us 'Namarie', and we wished him the same.

"I have told you all I can," he said. "Where the group of Men were last with our friends, and where we think they are heading. If your friends are with them, they are heading North. There is little choice of destination in that direction other than the white wilderness of Forochel, or the stricken sky of Angmar. It is my hope they are not taken that far. May Elbereth watch over you both, whatever you chose to do."

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