Let The Journey Begin by Oerath
He awoke to the familiar noises of the prancing pony. Door opening, door closing, footsteps, all it made sense, but why he had been sleeping in the first place? He didn't seem to know, but then he remembered that he had greeted some of the people who were late and then headed towards the living quarters of The Prancing Pony for a nap.
It had surely been more than just a little nap.
A bit ashamed, he arose to his feet, staggering a little and walked back to the table, where others were waiting anxiously. And as they saw him again, Oerath took his hat from the table and said: 'I've thought things through, and well, let the journey begin!'
And with that, he headed to his chambers, and the group of traveler's followed him, looking a bit confused, but still, they all smiled and agreed that it was a good time to leave.
After taking his bag and other stuff, Oerath headed towards doors of the inn and said to the innkeeper: 'We'll be leaving now, and I won't return for a long time, my friend. May your days be at ease. Farewell.'
'Farewell, Oerath. I hope you'll find what you're looking for.' said the innkeeper, and as Oerath nodded, they walked through the wooden doors and by doing so, he knew that this would very well be one of the longest journeys of his whole life.
The weather was good outside. Sun shone brightly and there was hardly clouds to be seen. A warm summer day, and as they took the road towards the mountains, Leelee walked beside him and asked: 'Where should we head first, Master Oerath?'
Taking his flute out of his pocket, he said: 'We'll be heading towards the great mountains that lie ahead of us. And when we get there, our next destination.. Will be Mirkwood.' Looking a bit confused, Leelee asked: 'What business do we have in Mirkwood, I've heard it's a very dark and dangerous place.'
Smiling, he said: 'I've a friend who lives in those woods. He has been traveling from land to land for his whole life. I don't know why, but for more than ten years, he has lived in hiding. He only sent me a letter, which said: 'They are after me, Oerath. I know I haven't been in contact with you for some time, but we have to talk face to face. Meet me in Mirkwood Forest with your companions. I'll be waiting.'
'And that's precisely what I intend to do.'
'Alright, but I think we should still be careful. Even with you around, we have to be very cautious.'
'Trust me, Leelee. I've more in my pocket than just a handful of simple spells.'
Nodding, she glanced at the sky and as few drops of water fell against her face, she said: 'Maybe we should find some shelter. It's about to rain.'
'Hmm, very strange. Maybe we should find some shelter indeed. This way, my friends.'
And so they stepped out of the common road, and walked deeper into the forest. And Leelee was right, not more than a few moments after that, it began to rain.
And when they found a few strong and long oaks, Oerath dropped his bags to ground and said to the lot: 'We'll set up a camp here. Let us light a fire, the night will be cold.'
They all nodded, and as Oerath looked to the north, he thought: 'This rain is very unusual. It hasn't rained for two weeks, so why now? Something strange is going on, but I'm afraid that only time will tell.'
And so he lit the firebox of his pipe, and went to help with collecting some firewood.
This was my little entry. Short winded, but still something.
Do continue from this point with describing what is happening around in the camp. Explore a little, talk about yourselves and tell some stories. I shall be singing and playing my flute.