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Message: <blockquote data-quote="El Jefe" data-source="post: 3037424" data-attributes="member: 19990">At this, Oirhandir nearly collapsed in relief.  He barely heard the rest of the man's story.  Valdor and Scarlet, oh, sweet Scarlet, were safe.  It had been in the back of his mind for hours, yet he dare not think it...what if...what if Valdor and Scarlet had been with this caravan?  They had traveled together to Covington, hadn't they?  And there were business associates of a sort...her family's cotton, and his skill at weaving and tailoring it.  Well, no matter now.  Someone had it out for Valdor...or perhaps he was just vexedly unlucky...but either way he was safe at his estates, as was Oirhandir's beloved.The elf had planned on getting direction's to Scarlet's plantation as soon as he drew near Rheim, but this changed everything.  Oirhandir felt obligated to break the news to Lord Valdor, and to offer his services in putting an end to this band of murderers.  Hadn't he killed, or at least watched his companions kill, Phineas for less?  True, he would have spared Phineas had he the chance.  He hoped he could summon the restraint to keep from killing these murderers should they be at his mercy, and took some comfort in knowing that it would be unlikely that men such as these would ever seek mercy."Come", he instructed the man.  "Once we have finished breakfast, you must take me to your master.  I know him well, but have never been to his lands, so you must show me the way.  We will return what goods of his can be saved, and tell him the awful news.  You can ride with me, or with one of the others if they please.  'Twill be a burden for Hiriloce, my steed, but one he can bear for a day or two without injury.  Now eat, drink, and regain your strength, for once we are through here we must make haste to your master."</blockquote>

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