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Norolith looked back at Rose and laughed a bit saying, "Of course your my friend, but I'm able to talk about politics and such like that with Elyon here. With you, I'm able to talk of news from the outside world, which you Hobbits seem to often be very curious about." He then looked at Kieron and said, "Yes, let us go." He walked back to his horse and climbed aboard, turning the animal to get going.

Kieron groaned for a while as the horse moved slowly behind Norolith. His head tilted backwards so that eyes looked up to the sky. His mouth was wide open now before a hand finally moved over it. A muffled yawn was heard from Kieron. He soon looked at the three women. "At least I'm not stuck with just men..." He whispered to himself.

Alya then lead her hourse over to her brother. She smiled, "It sounds to me like we have a new lifestyle ahead of us." She was eager she loved something new. Alya then dismounted her horse and helped Rose on to her horse. She then remounted her horse with Rose sitting infront of her.

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Rose settled in the spot she was given on Alya's horse, "Thank you Alya."

They were set to go.

Alya responded to the wizard, "He's just forgotten that I look at the light of things and study the heavieness of the situation on my own." The wizard then took off for her brother. She then looked down at Rose as she urged her horse ahead, "Things just seem to be easier to deal with if you look at things like that." Rose simply smiled. By now Alya had caught up to her brother and Radagast but stayed behind them just out if earshot so as to not be listening in on any conversation that may be going on. She respected her older brother quiet a bit as well as his privacy.

Norolith meanwhile drew back to Elyon's side and said, "It has been far too long since we've seen each other. Your looking well Elyon, I wish I could say the same for the people of my country. Minas Tirith is in the same state of good strength as it always is but...Our people...They lose faith. With Goblins attacking Osgiliath again, and with the troubles in the northern territories...My father...King Arathorn...He looks to me to make things right, being general of the armies, and I...I would do it...But...Now with him ill...I feel as though I must bear the entire weight of Arnor on my shoulders..." He had a grim look on his face, though he tried to smile.

Norolith groaned and said, "Yes but, I already had to deal with the border conflicts with the Goblins and Morgul Orcs, and when my father fell ill, I had to take on the politics as well. I just...I just feel like I would be more effective on the battlefield than I would in the council chambers...Radagast tells me he has forseen a great battle in our future. To make matters worse, the White Tree of Isildur in Minas Tirith has ceased blooming again, and thats always been an omen of impending doom." He sighed, and then said, "What of matters in Rivendell? Have you had to deal with Goblins yet?"

Norolith chuckled just a bit and said, "Well, if what I hear is true, than the Dunedain Rangers are quite capable of handling themselves in battle. I've only been along with you on Warg Hunts, so I haven't witnessed a battle between evil beasts and Dunedain in true battle. Your father and the others will be fine I believe." He sighed and said, "Did you know, that according to ancient legends...One of the Dark Lord Sauron's titles was the King of Werewolves? You say these were beings which fought like men and beast alike? Were they like wolves?" Saying that Sauron was somehow involved was a very radical claim, since Sauron was defeated, and locked away in The Void for eternity, never to return, but Norolith was making that radical theory none the less.