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The company's journey through the Lone Lands was unremarkable as the days rolled by. They camped along the way, hunting for food and replenishing provisions by foraging from the land where and whenever they could.
Taala did arrive late, everyone was already gathered as she entered the grounds of the DawnHall, at least she could blame Rick Cobb for slowing her horse down...
We found shelter for the night, amongst that of the Dwarves. The fire was burning brightly and we where all glad of finding shelter from the vicious blizzard. Taking no heed to one's advice, Fiontann would press forward to complete the task...
After the vicious Warg attack, the company would set off on foot. Traversing the deep snow of the Misty Mountains, some struggled with the task. One would linger behind, always watching.
As the others of the Company caught up, one and Illith would await them. Not before long, something disturbed all the horses including Illith. Sending one from her saddle she ran a short distance before he could catch her.
One would stand a gaze upon the balcony within the Hall of Fire. Observing the interactions between the Company of the Bloody Dawn and that of the Elven Residents of Imladris.