Éowyn nods, grateful for the information - grateful, too, to know that not all their things are lost. It seems churlish to worry about goods when they have been lucky to escape with their lives, but over the course of two weeks' hasty skirmishes and retreats, the chaos of flight and the desperate grief of so many, they have lost too much of their gear already.
And she can, perhaps, find her sword again. Théoden's sword, seized up from his hand as he fell, when she had stood to defend him, and been dragged away. It is not churlish, surely, to want that.
"I will see to it that all that can be, is restored to its rightful owners." Which will not be all of it, of course. Not all of them survived the night, either.
She looks back at the gathered refugees, her free hand gripping the back of her head as if to hold the pain in place. "We can be ready to move in an hour or two. But slowly; the horses will be wearier even than their riders." Although, now she thinks about it, they have seemed less weary than they should, given the ordeal of the night before. Something in the air of this place seems to have restored them.
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Date: 2025-06-28 12:26 am (UTC)And she can, perhaps, find her sword again. Théoden's sword, seized up from his hand as he fell, when she had stood to defend him, and been dragged away. It is not churlish, surely, to want that.
"I will see to it that all that can be, is restored to its rightful owners." Which will not be all of it, of course. Not all of them survived the night, either.
She looks back at the gathered refugees, her free hand gripping the back of her head as if to hold the pain in place. "We can be ready to move in an hour or two. But slowly; the horses will be wearier even than their riders." Although, now she thinks about it, they have seemed less weary than they should, given the ordeal of the night before. Something in the air of this place seems to have restored them.