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

Ellaryn rode on in silence. Her thoughts were both troubled and calm as she followed along with the company of adventures. What else could she call the group? Impressive was the warrior newcomer and she often looked behind at Lyanna, she had some nagging thought at the back of her mind but couldn't quite place it.

The oasis came into view, the steam already obscuring part of the woods. It was so peaceful and as the took a break, Ellaryn found herself at the waters edge in rapture. She sat at the edge enjoying the pleasant warmth that came from the small lake and gently let one hand drift in its waters. It was as she watched her hand that her doubts suddeningly reared and she quickly left to search for Ofnir.

"[color=bc8dbf]Ofnir?[/color]" Ellaryn walked up looking about to if Lyanna was close to them, she rubbed her hand dry as the cold seemed to seep into it after leaving the waters edge. She held her hand up to Ofnir, the silver ring was still covered by her makeshift leather ring. "[color=bc8dbf]Will you be staying with Lyanna? Or perhaps you have one more of these? if the dangers are as to be feared, how can tell if she.....if what happened back.....[/color]" 

Her thoughts turned dark as her memories bought up the innkeper, his daughter and the hunter. She thurst her hand into a pocket to get a little warmth but found that could not continue with her frame of thought. She looked at Ofnir and turned to Lyanna.