Chapter 2

After two days and nights of feasting, Roagan left to meet his master. Before his departure however, Roagan filled his stomach with cooked hams, roasted hens, wild boar and hot pies. During this time, he told Aurora incredible stories of the outside world, journeys he had taken with his master and the beauty of the countries that surrounded them. Aurora had read of all these places, and had seen pictures, but had she yet to experience theses magnificent places first hand. She was sure that she could recognize a dwarf or an elf or even an orc if she saw one, but there was no way to be certain. All this she wanted to discover, and would. The stories that Roagan told her only encouraged her decision to take on a journey herself, her very first adventure.

The night that Roagan left, Aura began packing all that she assumed she needed for her travels. In the end, she had several bags filled with clothing and weapons and all else that she needed for survival. Galdor, hoping to convince her to stay, was stunned by the amount of luggage accumulated as he entered her chamber.

"Aura, I thought you told me that you will not bring any servants with you." Galdor inquired with caution.

"That is what I intended," Aurora sighed, "I did not mean to gather so many things. Being my first time away from home, I suppose I don't know what to expect. I think I will unpack and try again." as she began to empty the contents to her bags.

"I think it's a wise idea." He chuckled, "Would you like help packing? I have been traveling once or twice."

She looked kindly into her companion's eyes with gratefulness.

"I would greatly appreciate it." She sighed, looking at all the items strewn across her bed. "Where should I begin?"

"A bow and arrow, to keep all enemies at bay." Galdor told her. "And if an enemy should approach, a sword is needed."

Aurora lifted her sword made of silver with a delicately carved handle. She swiftly twirled it around her wrist with an expert hand, and put it back in its sheath.

"A sword I have, but a bow I do not. I know it would be useful, but I have not the time to have one made." Aurora told him

"Ah, I know where I can find what you are looking for!" Galdor said as he walked out of the room. He returned with a beautiful quiver of fine arrows and a bow with fine elvish carvings.

"Oh!" she breathed. "It is beautiful. It would be almost a shame to use It," feeling the smooth curve of it.

" It is a Lothlorien Bow. It is extremely accurate and deadly as well as beautiful. Never be reluctant to use it." He told her sternly. "Keep it close to you always."

Moved from the beautiful gift, Aura embraced her friend and whispered thanks.

"As long as you are safe. That's all that counts." He whispered back as a warm tear rolled down his cheek.