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Thendryt stood along the bank of the lake found in a relatively private area of Rivendell, staring out along the movements of the waters. He was still, the shade of the immense boulder beside him shadowing him from the lowering sun's rays.
Two elves were approaching not far from where he stood - Nelnardis and Faorie. They stopped once near him.
He turned his body towards the two, shifting his gaze between them.
During the Warband's patrol of Eregion, the warriors come across a fort filled with Dunlending soldiers. While Captain Khalis and Killandra remove any threats outside the fort, Thendryt and Faorie work their way in and rummage through the scattered crates and tents, searching for proof of threat.
Several members of the Warband of Imladris patrol the lands of Eregion and come across several ruins infested with Half-Orcs. Whether or not they could attack the invaders with only four Warband members was heavily considered.
“She came in with the wind from the south…I do not know what brings her here in such haste.”
“She does not seem keen on staying long either.”
The guards taking the night watch continued to speculate in hushed voices. There was usually nothing to entertain their conversations aside from the blank sky and empty grey landscape. Thus, the swift approach of one elf maiden was enough to stir their curiosity for that night.
Ebbephant and Nelnardis answer to a call for aid from the elves in Eregion to investigate some ruins, overrun by orcs and other foul creatures, in order to retrieve some elvish relics.