Name: Tauriel
Race: Elf
Location: Mirkwood
Currently: heading back to Thranduil's place
Tags: Legolas, Maethriel, Hulden
Tauriel nodded, adding on to Maethriel's statement, "Yes, things go...well enough back with the others. Thranduil and Saelweth are still recovering from their encounter with the wretched Orcs, but when I left they were not in any fatal condition. The rest are in good health, although I'm not certain I can say the same for their spirits. I feel that there has been a certain air of dread hanging over us..." she narrowed her eyes at the surrounding scenery, as if expecting the trees themselves to lunge at her with gnarled roots and malicious intent, then glanced back at Maethriel. "Then we shall consult Lord Elrond when we return..."
Name: Bilbo Baggins
Race: Hobbit
Location: Mirkwood
Currently: speaking with Thailsetho
Tags: Kili, Thailsetho
Bilbo blinked as his wound began to heal, right before his very eyes. There was still a small scar that marked him, but he felt better, and somehow he knew that he was safe from imminent danger for the time being. Then he glanced back up at Thailsetho. "Thank you for your help, Sir. But...a council?" he shook his head. "I doubt very much that my presence would make any useful contributions to a...a
council of all things." It sounded like another formal, massive word with...suspiciously adventurous implications. He shook his head and laughed a little. "Oh, where are my manners...my name is Bilbo Baggins, by the way, at your service." he gave an awkward, teetering bow before he straightened himself and his coat out.
[Okay, I'mma introduce Rofindreth if that's alright with you guys...]
Name: Rofindreth
Race: Snow Elf
Location: Mirkwood
Currently: Sending a moth to spy...
Tags: Kili, Bilbo, Thailsetho
Rofindreth had felt pretty useless hanging around the other Snow Elves, simply resting the days away or migrating from one place to the next, so she had decided to slip away and patrol the area on her own. It had sounded a lot better in her head. She was a little nervous now, and somewhat regretted leaving the group. As she wandered around, keeping a sharp eye out for Orcs or spiders, she came across a trio of figures standing a ways away. She narrowed her eyes, unable to make out who the figures were, then summoned one of her moths. "Iltha," she murmured softly. "Go scout it out," she instructed, blowing softly on the creature and sending it forth to spy on the three figures and make sure it was safe to approach them before she actually walked up to them. Her moths were, above all else, very useful for collecting information and reporting back to her.