[Dimturiel]

Ravennar smiled more widely, trying to make his figure more aproachable, to get rid of his thoughtful mood. And he knew all too well that he was more than able to do that. Ravennar had rarely shown what went on in his heart. He could be storming and raging inside himself, but on the outside he was always calm. Only those that knew him best had realised his srategy, and were not taken in by his appearence anymore

"I am Ravennar." he told Heather, "And I come from Dale."


And I should not be here at all, he wanted to say but he stopped. Why should he say that? It was not something to be proud of, not when so many could suffer from his foly. Also, his errand had to remain a secret known only to those concerned. And, the way things had gone so far, it was likely that even they would not know it. No, he should not shout his blunders in every corner of Middle-earth, it would only make matters worse than they already were.Therefore, he continued in a casual tone:

"Indeed, it is a fair night. Fairer than many that I have seen. The stars are bright and the air is cool and wholesome. What could one want more?"