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Norolith looked back at Kieron and said, "Fear not, you are a capable warrior, and your surrounded by allies. We will protect you as we protect eachother. Thats what a Fellowship is and does." He then looked back to Elyon and said, "So beasts resembling wolves, who walk like Men have been seen in the far North. Well, I suppose we'll see won't we?"

Radagast was riding at the head of the group and said, "At nightfall we must stop, these beasts which have been spotted have only been seen at night, meaning that that is when they emerge from their holes. It would be best not to be moving in darkness. Besides, as we travel farther north, and the land becomes more like a wasteland, the night will grow colder." He tossed his arm in the air a bit, sending his hird into the sky. It flew on ahead to inspect the area and make sure the way wasn't blocked. They were still close to Rivendell, and Breeland was a relatively safe place, the chances of major conflict were slim to none here, it would be in the deep north where enemies would truely appear.

Kieron smiled at what Norolith said to him. The man did not understand what Kieron was truly saying. He knew well that his capabilities were well fit to take on one of these monsters even if Kieron had never seen them before. All he meant was that he wished to see the monsters but knew it would lead to some sort of trouble. He kept behind the rest, his hands holding onto the straps.

The Raven flew back to Radagast's arm and cawed. Radagast nodded and said, "I understand my friend...Thank you for the tip...Now, fly again." He set the Raven loose and it took flight once again. Radagast then looked back at the party since he was at the front and said, "My friends, We are coming upon a place which lives in legend, the Grove of the Stone Trolls. Where, Bilbo Baggins, Uncle of Frodo Baggins tricked several Trolls into staying out of their cavernous home as the sun rose and they turned to stone. Behold..." Sure enough, just ahead, stood three stone statues, which certainly did look like Trolls, however, over the past many millenia they have withstood the test of time, now begining to crumble, and are covered in vines and leaves and such.

Norolith smiled a bit as they came upon the grove and said, "This place belongs to one of the many famous legends of your people correct Rose? Since both Bilbo and Frodo Baggins are honored as heroes in The Shire. However, the story is all but unknown in my lands, our heroes from that day tend to lean towards King Aragorn the Second and such."

As they rode in, it was already begining to get dark out, so Norolith said, "Let's stop and make camp..." He lept from the back of his horse and began removing the various items he would need to build a camp. Once he had pulled his equipment off he said, "Kieron, you and Elyon set up camp, sister, find suitable firewood, Roe you help her find fire wood, I need to do something for a moment, then I shall come and help." With that he walked a bit aways and kneeled down, seemingly by a random plant, but as he took out his knife and cut some, it was easy to see, that the plant he was cutting was Symbolmoona, also known as King's Foil. This plant was said to be one of the few cures for the effects of a Nazgul's Morgul Knife, which has the power to turn people into Wraiths. The reason for Norolith's cutting of King's Foil, was already obvious...He feared what they would find in the frozen north. As soon as he was done, he returned to the camp and began setting up bedrolls and such.

Radagast got off his horse and leaned against a tree as he said, "The days are growing darker, earlier...And it is not yet winter...Only mid-autumn...I fear there is evil powers at work in this world...We must make haste as soon as we are able and make it to Angmar to figure this trouble...Forgive me, if I sound as if I repeat myself often." His raven flew from his shoulder and up to the head of one of the Trolls, where it sort of settled in and prepared for rest.

Nodding her head ratehr lightly, Elyon slid off Periko, and landed with a small thud. "You are a wise wizard, Ragadast, and so what you say or caution us off really isn't taken for granted, I'll let you know." she simply stated, as she examined the location they had to work with. It was not exactly the best of places to camp at, though, it served as protection from any predator which came from the sky. Shrugging her shoulders lightly, she patted the horse on the neck before, that is, she carried on with her work.

Norolith returned to the camp, openly holding the King's Foil as he said, "I decided, if there is a chance that we were to face Morgul weapons, we might as well have the antidote to their insidious poison...I would not enjoy becoming a Wraith..." He said with a weak chuckle as he began to unfurl a bed roll.

Radagast then said, "Its very wise of you young Prince...There are mor medicinal herbs in this area, I shall gather them for us..." He stood up and walked just a bit into the woods, still in sight of the camp, and began to gather the various herbs.

((This needs to be revived, please note, I will also be titling chapters now))

This grove had a perfect view of the wide open fields of Breeland, it almost resembled Rohan with more trees. So, once the campfires were started and everyone was settled, Norolith walked off a tad away from the group and sat down, staring off into the west, a pipe in his hand as he gently took a puff from it and sighed.

Radagast walked over and sat down next to Norolith to sit with him and took out his own pipe, lighting the end and saying, "So...It is a beautiful night out here isn't it..."

Norolith then replied, "Yes...It is...I don't spend at all enough time up here in the northern lands...Radagast, with all these dark tidings...Do you think there is really any hope? With the constant wars with the Goblins and Orcs of Mordor in the south and the Haradrim...Do you think Middle Earth may be coming to an end soon?"

Radagast looked over at him and then sighed saying, "One day into the journey and already he is starting to despair...My my...Listen...Long ago, people felt the same way, and they're case was much more dire...Yes young prince, there is still hope...You must keep it..." He lay a hand on Norolith's shoulder, and the two men smiled at each other, and then continued to look out on the plains, smoking their pipes.