Pellam

Freedom. she wondered if the one raised by golug realized that it felt more like a prison now than being taken out of a cage. Though, when considering some of their previous conversations and spats, she supposed he did. He had challenged her after all, making her fight against the iron bars of her own mental prison, wording it so that if she did not follow him, she would be the lowest of the lowest to her own principles. 

His body felt broken, his mouth tasted of sand and blood, still salty from the rivers water. He struggled to maintain conciousness and tried to push himself up from the cold shore. 

He knelt beside the stream, his crossbow still shouldered as his eyes scanned the tree line on the other side. With each breath he could still feel the pain shoot from his side, hearing the slight creaking of his ribs moving. 

Esteldin was a strange, but not disagreeable respite. There were less people than in Bree for sure and most of them minded their own business. Which suited her purpose just fine really.

A cry of rage echoed through the glade, making various birds and small animals scurry out of the surrounding trees and bushes with fright. 

Part 1 can be found here..

5. To Duillond

So the group left immediately feeling a little bit safer in the company of Holgar. They were silent as they carefully watched their surroundings. The port of Kheledul drew closer with every step. We halted as Holgar wanted to look further down the road, all seemed clear so far. The headed further till they reached a few large boulders.

1. No mining today.

Hilfar was supposed to help his father today in the mines. He packed his backpack and mining pick for a hard day work in the mines of the blue mountains. In the central hall he met his father Ullfar who was already waiting for him. They made themselves ready to leave until they met an old friend, master Barkgrim. They exchanged pleasant idle chatter and wished master Barkgrim good fortune with his new found regiment.