Night fell once again on Wethril and three figures rode up to the edge of hill over looking the town, stopping their horses they looked down at the town.

"Wethril. I have heard nothing but tales of warning about this town." Gimli said quietly.

Legolas raised his eyebrows, "Shadowy?"

"Aye, the name suits it well especially at night."

Aragorn gazed down at the town.

"I agree it does not seem the…best place, but we have no choice. Better to rest in a town than out in the wild another night."

Slowly they rode down to the town. Everything was dark, a welcoming light came from a tavern and they dismounted walking their horses over, a man hurried out.

"If you are looking for rooms we have many spare, here let me take your horses for you." The man disappeared with their horses, as if he wanted to get away from the bar as fast as could.

"Good service", Gimli commented as they stepped into the tavern.

Everyone turned to look at them and hurriedly turned away again. Aragorn walked up to the barman who looked very worried indeed.

"Hello. Um, what can I do for you?"

While Aragorn was getting drinks and arranging the rooms, Legolas and Gimli looked around the tavern.

"Everyone looks like they are waiting for something or someone." Legolas stated.

"Trouble most likely", Gimli muttered as they choose a table at the back of the tavern.

They had just started their second round of drinks, when a figure wearing black with a hood pulled over their face walked into the tavern. The air went completely still, no one moved. The figure took a seat a table away from the three travellers and the barman hurried over quickly and left quickly. Everyone went back to his drinks.

"That barman seemed rather eager to leave that figure quickly didn't he?" Aragorn said quietly.

"Very eager." Legolas agreed staring at the figure and looking back again.

The figure lowered their hood and Kaimelar looked at them. A dwarf, a man and an elf. Dressed as travellers. That man had nearly told them to leave, but he had had a change of heart at the last minute. Mostly because of her, he wasn't stupid enough to anger her. No one was. The dwarf, Gimli, turned around and looked at her, gasped and turned around again. Kaimelar raised an eyebrow that was not the normal response she got! There was something she didn't like about dwarfs, in general. But something about him put her slightly off balance, the elf now turned and looked at her. Blonde hair and blue eyes. How sweet. Kaimelar thought. The perfect little angel! He was looking at her as if trying to find something out, find out who she was. Good Luck! Kaimelar smiled ever so slightly, no one found out who she was.

"Who is she?" Gimli asked as Legolas turned back round.

"I don't know, she seems very different to everyone else here." Aragorn said.

"Have you noticed how everyone seems on edge now she is in here?" Legolas asked his friends. "Like she is a terrible person, dangerous."

Aragorn walked back up to the bar again.

"That girl over there who is she?" He asked the barman quietly.

The barman's eyes flicked over at Kaimelar and shook his head.

"I can't say, please don't make me say. Please!"

He hurried off and Aragorn returned to his friends.

"Well? Who is she?"

Aragorn shook his head. "He wouldn't say like he was scared of her. He sounded very scared indeed."

Gimli looked back at Kaimelar, "I don't understand at all. I'm going to ask her."

Legolas put his hand on Gimli's shoulder. "I don't think that's such a good idea, Gimli." But Gimli shook his hand off and walked over to Kaimelar.

"What is your name?"

Kaimelar looked at him, calmly. "Kaimelar."

"Dreamer," Legolas said coming up behind his friend. Kaimelar turned to face Legolas.

"I am fully aware what name means elf! You would do good to remember my name. You never know why might happen."