Valindal

It is almost dawn from the look of the sky.  It looks as if it is going to be one of those sunny but chilly days, you know the one's I mean where you look out of the window and the sun is shining, the colours are bright and rich and you step outside without a cloak and realise you have been tricked?  I fear what this day may bring...an ominous aura surrounds me.

Although it has been several days since my utter humiliation and likely end to whatever it was that I shared with Seaver. I cannot get the look on his face out of my mind, I shudder each and every time I picture it, like a hammer blow to the chest. As much as I had thrown myself back into everything that must go on as normal, my thoughts have been consumed with it and continuously playing out a different outcome, one where I had stilled my tongue instead and kept my heart in check.

Written on the other side of the parchment in an almost hurried manner.

Her grey eyes glanced at the poster, yellowed with age, familiar, Never yet, had she seen one in Bree, though she seldom ventured the cobbled streets, save only to trade the odd bow she had fashioned, when needs must. 

The mission has ended... 
We have obtained what we came for... Yet..
We have left with more loss then we came with. 
Lucifen has ruined the friendship we had with the elves. All of us are banished because he could not hold his tongue... And does he care? No. He just stands as the proud piece of filth he is. 
The man has done nothing then insult the elves even though we warned him...
I would cut his tongue out for the pain he brought to his comrades but it is not my choice to make. I hope the Dawn punishes him greatly for what he has done.

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...

“The journey is the treasure.”