[center][h2][i][color=bc8dbf]Ellaryn Bracegirdle ~ Under Oromë's Oasis[/color][/i][/h2][/center]

Ellaryn could not believe that she was actually standing in Elven ruins. To be in a party of such strange and wonderful companions and to see the wonders of the Elves of old astonished her. Then the archway behind them was sealed tight. Ellaryn ran back and tried to figure the workings of the door to no avail. Ofnir advised to go onward and it seemed the party had no choice, but which path to take.

"[color=bc8dbf]There were more than one Elven people?[/color]" she whispered. She didn't fancy taken the middle archway of war and craft, she took her place near to Ofnir, thinking about the choices. "[color=bc8dbf]It seem seem to me that the archway of lingering would take longer and the archway of journey would get there quicker. I for one do not fancy the archway war, if this is some kind of riddle I would pick the archway of the Vanyar.[/color]"

At least the room was well lit at present, she felt inside one pocket and pulled out an apple from the oasis. She looked at it, not feeling particularly hungry, offered it to Ofnir.