[Frodo Baggins]

(OOC:this may take several posts Elladan, so feel free to interject between my posts)

Cromthal thought for a moment... "Where to begin... oh yes.."


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Cromthal and Seargal came to the Baranduin. It was now swollen after a heavy rain. Cromthal hopped of his hirst and took a good look at the river.

"well, Seargal dear, I do not like the looks of the river. But we'd probab;ly be better to cross it now, because it loos as if the water may be rising." Cromthal said. He oftern talked to his horse, and he even seemed to listen.

Securing his provasions into waterticht sacks, Cromthal mounted Seargal once more and started off into the water. thought swift, the river didn't seem to hard to handle. Cromthal was but quite at ease by this. He was nervous at first, because he had very little experience with rivers, and he could in no way swim. All went well until they got close to the middle of the river.

The current became so strong and swift that even a strong horse like Seargal was having trouble staying upright. Sudenly the hirse tripped and stumbled into the water. Cromthal, unprepared fell off and into the water. Seargal got out of the water all right, but Cromthal was taken under by the curren and his saffron robe was torn from his slight frame leaving him with only the white linen shift he wore underneath. He only had just enought time to notice this before darkness took hold of him.

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