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Day two had passed quietly. However upon seeing a sketch in Winnie's book, Ryheric had sent Harold to Bree to request Silver's presence. When Harold returned, he brought with him a letter addressed to Ryheric from a dwarven leader of a small guild running out of the Harp and Hammer. "We have shared goals, come and meet with our company" the letter said. Ryheric had Winnie write his response. It said that indeed, if goals were shared, the dwarf's company would instead come to the Lonelands to help Ryheric's company fight orcs.

Day One. Daytime:
After arriving in the Lonelands, the group is debriefed outside the Forsaken inn. They see Weathertop (where there will be orcs attempting to make a foothold) from a distance. Airodir scouts for numbers, and Ryheric takes part of the group ready and present to get a better idea of what they are up against. They start out in the afternoon, leading into dusk of DAY ONE, deliberately choosing a time when night will fall to ensure they are getting the proper scope of orc/goblin activity.

Day One. Evening/night:

He had never said goodbye before, but he was compelled by Sana. These were short moments that had simply felt good. No self questioning, acid or angst from her. No insults under the guise of "jokes". Her humour was frequent and wholesome. No low handed sarcasm or falsities. She was polite, sassy but truthful. Considerate, respectful, fiesty and open enough to expect exactly the same, equal. Had he not heard that word just prior? He wondered if he had a better idea of it than some. In any case, he felt lighter to be around Sana.

Difficult and easy changes had come his way. Some opportunities were missed and others taken. A few people and events had sunk in fangs venom-filled, or sweet and sad as a last breath. Everything mattered right now, even the small things most took for granted. Mattering didn't mean they needed to be complicated.