Acurith

The dawn was here. The company was stirring, though not as those risen from a restful sleep, rather as those rising from a restless bed to again to face an indomitable foe. Acurith leaned against the wooden fence around the camp, lost in thought and contemplation of the sight that stretched before her.

Eruthaiwen watched Zargodon stand at the edge of the landing, speaking with Leothross. Acurith and Mariym had already gone to sleep. She smiled at their group, thankful for each one. No matter how bleak the surroundings, they could make her smile and bring her hope.

Under the bleak Angmar sky, the small group, one smaller because Acurith had scouted ahead, had begun to set up camp in Aughaire near the cliffs on the south side of the village. After Eruthaiwen had healed what minor injuries they had accrued on the road, mostly from the great worms in the pass, she set up her own things. Having done that, she turned north, walking directionless around the town.

((Captured chat in Esteldin with Eruthaiwen. ps: The writing might not be as good, as it was emoted))