Vanimar

Eirulisse, ever the vigilant Hammer, kept herself busy for most of the evening by scouring the countryside for the stray half orcs that might still be around. Meanwhile, the dwarves and the bigger part of the company partook in the exchange of knowledge, wisdom and merriment, in the form of song, poetry and a game of die. Eirulisse joined them at the last moment, having decided that the orcs would not attack after all, and lost her knife in the process. Such is luck, a fickle flame to go out in a flash.

After some tentative deliberation (some arrows were hastily gathered after having completely by accident, surely, nervously escaped its owners crossbow) it was decided that Celephindir and his group of merry Eldar would accompany the dwarves on their journey from Gwingris to Eregion.

News had crossed their paths that some of Durin's Folk might be crossing into Eregion. Celephindir, who had recently returned to the valley, quickly gathered able bodied warriors to seek them out, on the behest of lord Tindir.