warband of imladris

Faorie returned to Imladris after a long, unsuccessful night tracing Thendryt. There were no tracks to follow, no signs to search for, no witnesses to question - a way to locate Thendryt by this point was nonexistent.

Unkempt and slightly dirty, Faorie washed herself and replaced her armour with temporary casual attire. Dark clouds still rolled over Rivendell from the earlier rain accompanied by chill winds unusual for the season. Dried leaves rolled across the roads, making crinkly sounds with every turn the winds would take them.

Nelnardis held a gathering in celebration of her birthday where Elisbeth, the lady and leader of the Warband, Khalis, Thendryt, and Faorie attended.

Faorie was the first to arrive. She began by congratulating Nelnardis on her special day, and not long after her arrival Khalis had made an entrance of his own.

He was dressed in elegant casual attire, which was not a normal sight to behold, but a pleasant one nevertheless.

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.