Thorgan remained up on deck. He was not ready to settle in yet. They still had a some daylight left and he wanted to just watch the ship sail over the water. What lay beyond was a puzzle yet and even more so with what Ellyah said about the ancient ones. They had discovered a tomb of one of them, so they did die or could be killed. Why they were considered gods or close to gods, and Ellyah thought they could hear you, was yet another mystery. Till now he had never heard of them, and he doubted no human had either. But Ellyah knew of them. Was he that old? Elves had long lives, but not that long, as far as he knew. If they had truely been in the lands he called home along with so many others, why did they leave, why had they not found ruined cities. He said that the cities of the elves were some of the old cities from Ancient Ones. Therefore they knew that the Ancient Ones once existed. Did they leave clues to why they disapeared in those cities, something about them? They had not come forth, if they still existed, during the War of the Undead. Yet the way Ellyah talked, he believed that they still were around.<br/><br/>Lotharn had been up on deck when the monsters had been spotted, his bow ready to help defend the ship. Once the danger had passed and all hands had settled back into their duties, he went below to check on Pegawen. He found the room filled with almost all of their party. Pegawen was beginning to tell a story of her homeland. He stood outside and listened. The two Hobbits were sitting on the floor spellbound by her story and he just smiled. Their company made light the burden that the group held. They indeed were so much like their grandfathers. Loyal and full of a courage that would inspire anyone. He wondered if the pair would stay in the East or return to the Shire when they were done. He had heard Ellyah talking to Thorgan and Allassiel on deck. He had never heard of those that Ellyah called the Ancient Ones. Who ever they were they seemed to be a part of the East and not he West. But the Easterlings he knew of. They had been in league with Sauron, supplying troops and materials to him and the Orcs. Their great beasts had been seen at Gondor and he knew them well. They had fallen back to their lands after Sauron's defeat and Mordor fell. It was now in the hands of the former slaves in Mordor. Lotharn had no love for the Easterlings. He thought of them as an evil race of man and thought that they were partly to blame for no one making it to or from the East in the time before Sauron's fall. The Orcs were probably another reason no one was able to traverse the plains to the east of Middle Earth, especially since the east side of Mordor was open to the plains to the east. Thinking of that, he wondered about the other hords of Orcs that had escaped the destruction of Mordor, along with the Trolls and Ogers. If one hoard had come east then the chances of others coming was a good possibility.<br/><br/>Once Pegawen finished her story, Lotharn, and Haldar hauled the two sleepy eyed Hobbits off to their bunks. They needed to rest as did they all. He returned and smiled at Allasea, and Allassiel. "I will take over now." as he ushered the two female elves out of the room and shut the door. It seemed that the food and the tea, and the company had the desired effect. Lotharn sat down beside his wife and caressed her face. "You are feeling better?" he asked.