> Crosses to fire and finds a place to sit down on the grass. Reaches for the mead and trencher.
> " Diola lle, Mellon." > Takes a bite of the venison.
> "Smells and taste very delicious. I too traveled a great distance from across the ocean upon my own to Tel'ruid."
> Notices Tahlemaryn favoring her arm.
> " I will give you herbs that will help with the healing of your arm. You can boil it down to a wash to clean the wound and it will heal much fasterand keep infection away."
> Looks over to Isilheledh and smiles
> "Did you bring any of your delicious chocolate cake, my Mellon Isilheledh. " smiles.
> " Isilheledh sends the most delicious chocolate cake without icing from time to time. A favorite of a couple of us elves. What manner of song do you wish to hear, of love, battle, adventure of far away places?"
> Eyes resting on Tahlemaryn.
*grins and lifts up a package* how could Iforget such a thing? Galethien, surprise *shows a bit chocolate cake* I kept it as a surprise, for I began to wonder when the others would come...*grins*