Maltariel

For the first few days after she had arrived, Maltariel was not particularly concerned by the absence of her friend. Even in Lorien Rainith had been known to wander, and was rarely if ever to be found in the rooms she’d been assigned, unless Galdorion was there with her. As the days passed, however, and the notes she left with various people around the valley were ignored, Maltariel’s patience began to wear thin.

For a while, it seemed as if time moved very fast. The captain proved more amenable to Maltariel's request to leave than either of them had expected, even to the extent of dismissing her from her duties immediately. The following days rushed past in a flurry of packing, of hasty goodbyes and hurried preparations. Maltariel emptied out her house entirely, passing those possessions she couldn't pack among her friends. There was less than she had expected – somehow, what with all the years patrolling the borders and living in outposts, she had avoided really gathering much.