Dru

The only upside to their near frantic pace, was that Davamir could not make nearly as many annoying jokes. She was certain that, when given the opportunity, he would absolutely make a great many jabs at Furley's idiocy.

“Well, maybe I’m no different, but neither are you. The question is, what do we do about it?”

Davamir was looking at Dru expectantly; not doubting, at least visibly, that she had some manner of plan.

The night passed quickly for Dru. She managed to catch some sleep...or rather, that thin veil of sleep one has when their ears are searching for the slightest anomaly.

The hoot of an owl nearby both frightened Dru inexplicably, and snapped her out of her stupor. She lifted a shaking hand to wipe away the cold layer of sweat from her face.

It took Dru around two hours to find the cave she'd been looking for. At least, that was her estimate.

Every tree seemed to hold a pair of eyes. Every wisp of wind seemed to hold harsh whispers. Her ears caught every rustle of a twig and she fought to keep down the panic that tried to rise whenever she was by herself like this.

Davamir and Furley had been bantering and picking on each other as if they were siblings, for what felt like months now. It was usually Dav who crossed a line and would need to be put back in his place, but for the most part they managed to keep themselves somewhat in line.

They had made some headway in finding at least some of the larger band of brigands. Dru had been hoping to get one to talk, preferably with a bribe. But she would not shy from harder methods, either.

"Not this fool again," was all Dru could think when she realised the man they'd followed was none other than Furley. She had aided him before when he managed to get on the bad side of a less than savoury group and Ashwyneth requested her assistance. 

Gondor. How it loomed in the distance. She frantically took step after step away from it, but somehow each step seemed to take her closer to her homeland.
It was not that she hated her homeland. Nay, it was quite the opposite for her. However, now, Gondor simply was associated, to her, with danger itself.