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Elrothiel shook her head. "No, I was just planning to have a general look around for whatever we can find. What about you?" As she spoke she caught sight of a familiar clump of small, brightly-coloured flowers. She pointed at them and crouched down towards them, taking out her pocket knife.

"Nothing really." Sila said as she too looked about and stopped to grab her own thing. "I was just looking for anything that we could eat. At least anything other than lembras. I mean it's nice to eat, but does get a little boring." She looked over at the other woman.

"So do you have anything planned for what you want to do from here? I mean I don't have anything to do or anywhere to go, really. All my life was in Mirkwood and then Rivendell."

"Ah, Ilmadris." Sila sighed as she too picked a fwe things out. "It is a wonderful place. I shall come with you, if you do not mind. I would like well to see the Lords again. Elladan and Elrohir are both very funny, and Glorfindel is a very talented fighter."

"Ah yes." Sila said with a smile. She had many fond memories of Rivendell. "My mother acompanied our queen there, and we stayed for a while. I spent much time with Elladan and Elrohir and leanred much from Lord Elrond, Lord Glorfindel, and Master Erestor. It was.. a very enjoyable time and I remember it well." She said, careful to block out anything that she remembered from what happened after she and her mother had left Rivendell and gone to see Gondor. That had ended badly.

"I look forwards to seeing my friends, I only hope that they will pay no heed to Milord king Tharanduils tyrades. That would be an slight annoyance."

Van watched the tree's hesitantly. He still wasn't shure of the tales. He had spent time here cuttting them down, and they hadn't done anything, but on the other hand, if it was true, he didnt want to be remembered as the one that helped destroy this forest. He wasnt even shure as to how he would fight a tree guardian if it showed up. This is why Van hated to think, which he had been finding himself doing more and more of as of lately. Mostly as to why he was still with the elven lady. And the others for that matter.

Van Sighed. They had been taking quite a while. The stew was starting to boil. If they wanted to add anything they had to hurry, or it wouldn't taste very good. He held a small twig in his hand, swirling it in the dirt making small pictures in the soft dirt. The fire would crack every now and then and each time he would slightly twitch, thinking eachtime it could be something in the trees. He wasnt afraid of orcs, he could usually negotiate, and he was human so he had no problem there, but the few elves he had met ,with the exception of the ones he was traveling with, had seemed a little to eager to shoot. And the fact that Elrotheil seemed so hell bent on trents existing, made him jumpy.

Elrothiel reached the camp and seeing Van, through the bag of herbs to him. "Catch." she said smiling slightly, before sitting cross-legged next to him and peering at the stew. "Looks good."