Hathriell had sat alone in the Tavern quietly.
She had been meeting Rangers as of late in Bree.
Some were friends others mere faces she had seen.
She wondered if there was anything she could do to aid their cause.
Unlike most Bree-landers, Hathriell was educated.
She knew of their Origins and what Bree-land formerly was.
She murmured "Among the sea of faces, they are a hidden and far beyond mere men."
Folding her hands over the table she pondered "Men of long ago indeed."
