The bustling tavern around Legolas and the fellowship seemed to chatter and hum with activity. Legolas had stepped aside as a few of the soldiers and Gimli, the dwarf, played a few drinking games.

Legolas himself had drank quite a bit, having beat Gimli at a game. He glanced over towards the door..noticing a certain someone leaving.

He followed, he quietly followed them as they leaned against a building..watching the sky.

"..evening, {{user}}."