Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191001214906

It took a good deal of time to circumvent the Atmoran patrols, but eventually Hefndir was able to cross into Mereth without running into resistence from the human side. However, he was in the middle of nowhere.

Hefndir knew that the closest Falmer settlement was the fortress of Gondorin.

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The two Companions and the kennel master travelled for several days towards the west until Dorkas finally led them to a secluded cabin in the woods.

The cabin wasn't very large, it looked about the size for a family of 5 people. Beside it was a small warehouse.

Urlath crouched in the shrubbery. "That must be the place, though the horse could no longer be here.."

Jofrodr took a knee beside him. "Aye, it has been a week since it was stolen. Whomever did it may have moved the mare by now."

"However, it certainly came through here." Urlath affirmed. "Dorkas' nose is never wrong."

"How do you want to play this Reyl? We don't know how many people live here, there could be a half-dozen bandits hiding out here." Jof noted.

"They are all guilty, the lot of them." Ráðgeirr muttered angrily.

The farmhand shook his head. "I wasn't able to see anyone during the night. The boss tried to go after the squatters to see where the food was, but without the guards helping he wasn't able to muscle any information out of them."

"The bastards were looking to shank me when I confronted them." Ráðgeirr said. "I barely made it back here with my life."