Aurora rides with the group and waves goodbye to any fans she might have made in the morning.  As they ride through the woods, she seems calm enough, the week passing by quickly for her.   But when they get to Hurin, she seems almost confused by the sight of the small town.<br/><br/>"What is this?  I thought we were going to find nothing but a plume of black smoke...or a town overrun by trollocs or cultists or something."  She almost sounds disappointed.<br/><br/>"I guess its good there's nothing wrong...still...feels a bit anticlimactic."  she sighs as they walk into the inn.