Tacita Eira

Dem looked up from the desk at the estate as a tired messenger walked into the small cubbyhole Dem called his office. It was a closet on the second floor of the estate that he put in a table and chair. The second floor was for more important things. There were tutoring areas, a screened-off examination area, and a screened-off bath. A small area for the very young children waiting for their parents to finish whatever they came to do took up the middle of the floor.

Taking the suggestions of those of the Prancing Pony, Eira decided to take a journey down the Greenway, from the town of Bree to Hengstacer Farm. Of course, with her troubled past and disliking trouble, she took the journey by night. It was thankfully uneventful, and the girl could enjoy some fine scenery on the walk. Her cat, Fisher, trailed along. Along the river beside the Greenway, he managed to catch a nice fish for his late dinner.

Deep in the hilly forests of Emyn Uial, Eira decides to stop running and simply enjoys the serenity of nature. The waterfall refreshes her, clenses her, as she breaths in her new life as a different person. She was born and raised here, despite never being here before. She was lost here, but it was her home. She smiled and the waters bathed her. This was Eira. She was Eira. Eira was home.