Entering Lothlórien

[Brünnehilde]

Brünnehilde had been travelling swiftly in the lands to find life among the golden woods and it’s mysteries. She liked to ride on her horse Idairên. Exploring around she had the sensation of old which came to her own heart.
She knew these woods were well guarded… so was she, her quiver fully equipped and long elvish knife on her side. ‘This must be Lothlórien, the land of the ancient and wise elves.’
She took a deep breath to the air which came to wave her long golden hair and saw the sunset right in front if her.

[Idrial]

Idrial jumped from tree to tree watching her as she jumped down in front of her with her bow drawn and a arrow in it. "What is your buisness here" She asks in elf.

[Brünnehilde]

Brünnehilde closed her deep blue eyes to encounter the wind of the west, it called upon the elven races she could feel it well… ‘Home’, she thought, but then turned her glamorous gaze towards the elven maiden aiming at her on a menacing way. It was indeed well guarded, but she had always wanted to go to Lothlórien. Her golden hair waved with the fresh morning mist and the sun rays shone on her long hair as she stood still on her horse and said on a soft and calmed voice “Suilad mellon nin, Im Brünnehilde, I have come at peace to the golden woods, as a memory of my childhood has been taken away, reclaim it I must. Is it prohibited to travel this woods nowadays?” Her crystal eyes looked at Idrial wondering about this land nowadays and which the answer would be.

[Symbianne]

Symbianne heard a commotion and decided to see what was happening. She smiled when she saw Idrial being a good guardian of the elven realm and awaited to see how her maid could handdle tht visitor though she knew she was an elf aswell though she dressed like a traveler.