Matrim walks out of the cave and walks towards the other elves, "Mae Govannen Mellyns"
Aerian comes out of the cave just behind Matrim.
Aldarhel casts a glance in the direction of the newcomer but does not adjust his stride.
Rhuarc is, at present, talking to a small group of Pengwador and Egwador more towards the 
   bridge. They are, for the most part, arrayed in leathery armor, and carrying the weapons 
   which identify them as guards.
Wilavid comes along the riverbank.
Wilavid has arrived.
Matrim approaches Rhuarc, "Mae Govannen Tarkano."
The sun sets over Mirkwood and the stars paint the forest in silvers.
Rhuarc turns his head to Matrim, and smiles, "Ah, are you going to depart on patrol this day, 
   Gwain?"
Matrim nods, "Aye, i will be."
Wilavid looks down the path and says " Hail Tarkano, i hear you move out soon" with a slight
   bow
Aldarhel stops a bit further away than the newcomers and surveys the situation.
Aerian begins jumping up and down, "Where you going Maty?"
Rhuarc nods to Matrim, and glances at Wilavid, "Indeed. We shall be heading out into the 
   forest soon." he then glances at Aerian, and offers her a broad smile, but no explaination.
Wilavid looks around and says " ive come to wish you all luck and good journy" looks at 
   Matrim and nods.
Aerian frowns, "Forest?", she asks uncertainly.
Matrim nods to Wilavid, "Thank you Mellon."
Rhuarc smiles and nods to Wilavid, "Aye. Thank you, indeed."
Aldarhel leans against a nearby tree and looks off into the forest.
Wilavid looks around hesitintly and adds "and my serveses... "
Matrim looks at Wil, studing him.
Rhuarc finishes Wilavid's hanging statement, "...are not needed. This shall be little more 
   than a simple patrol."
Matrim thinks for a moment.
Matrim bends down and whispers something to Aerian, who looks up nodding.
Matrim looks back to Wilavid, "If you would, i need someone to watch Aerian while i am gone."
Wilavid says, "Then find someone"
Matrim frowns.