Unfortunately, the third cave (just as dank, clammy and troll-filled as the last two) failed to produce any sign of the Black Rider’s presence. I need not have worried, however – when I spoke with Elladan, I was told that his brother, Ellohir, had recieved word on a new lead. Barachen, at his camp in the south, would like to speak with Thalya and I and tell us what he’s learned so as to better our search.
For the moment, I’m taking some time to relax here. Do some riding, work on sewing a new cloak, and spend some time doing… nothing. A few days and then out into the wilds to find a giant or slay dragons, perhaps.
I’ve finished a beautiful cloak that I am absolutely proud to wear. It is black with beautiful turquoise and spring green trim and decoration. I love it and I cannot believe that I, with no experience in needlework or tailoring when I left, picked up this ability on this great adventure as something to do.