[[Ulfey]]

            Eliad was sitting down by the lake. He was thankful that he was able to walk around, even if he could not leave Tinnudir. Though, beside the lake had reminded him back at his camp.

            “A little bigger lake than last you looked at, eh?” came Iriul’s voice.

            Eliad glanced over towards Iriul before looking at the lake.

            Eliad and Ulfey continued to talk as Iriul led them.

            “That is worrisome,” said Ulfey. “Why have you not informed the Watch of her?”

            “How would I say it?” replied Eliad, glancing towards Ulfey. “How would I explain that I know her? No… This is my fight.”

            “You’ve come to settle in Bree, Eliad…,” said Thorontirn. “What is it that you do there?”

            Eliad shifted his body as he groaned but blinked as his eyesight was covered by the bag. Iriul put his heel on one of the rocks around the fire, tilting it inward – looking over to the groan from the tent.

            “It must be wearing off,” said a woman’s voice, turning her attention towards the tent.