[[Eliad]]

Eliad stepped inside of the inn and looked around. Seeing at least one familiar, friendly face, he made his way up the stairs to lean against the doorway.

“Good eve,” greeted Eliad, addressing Demlemoth.

“Why, we might give it a closer look together in the morning,” said a man that seemed to be of a Gondorian noble. “As for my… Hmf, other business, I’ve simply been making some inquiries. Well, not personally for the most part. Unfortunately those that I’ve met haven’t been very forthcoming.”

Eliad glanced around the inn as soon as he stepped in. Recently, he had gotten a letter from his friend, Tahandil, that he had returned and was staying at the Pony. Deciding that he would visit him, Eliad had gone to the inn. Seeing that no one had resembled his friend, Eliad sighed softly before going to the fireplace. His attention shifted to the flames, not paying attention that someone had walked up behind him.

"So...," said a familiar voice behind him. "I see nothing's changed here. The most excitement you get is watching dancing flames."

            Eliad slowly made his way to sit a table in the main room of the Prancing Pony inn since Tahandil was nowhere to be found. He closed his eyes, relaxing. He hated to feel cooped up in one room for long.

            “Comfy, are we?” asked a familiar voice.

            Eliad opened his eyes as he glanced over towards Tahandil, sighing softly afterwards.

            After he had been recently treated the previous day, Eliad moved to sit up in order to try and stand up on his own, wincing. Tahandil lifted his head and looked over at Eliad.

            As soon as Eliad had come to, he slowly made his way to Bree in hopes that he would find someone. He winced at every single move he made towards there, his body aching from the wounds and damage to his body but dared not to speak or do anything due to the device. It had begun to rain, causing him to be dragging mud with him. Once he got there to Bree, he dragged himself to the Pony, covered in mud and blood as the device in his mouth was still there. To his relief, the figure that resembled Tahandil standing by the door.

((Yay, being able to catch up on these a bit now that RL stuff is slightly less chaotic. XD This takes after the fight against Zander.))

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Eliad had walked into his camp in order to get last minute things. However, he heard heavy footsteps behind him. He stopped walking and sighed.