Rain hit his face as Haldir tried his best to press himself against the wooden wall behind him, searching shelter under the roof of the Tree house. It wasn't enough to cover him or his brothers, but he had a job to do. A fews days prior he had been patrolling the northern boarders as per usual when he had seen a human appearing from thin air, unconscious. For a moment he had thought it had been another prank of Rúmil and Orophin, yet it had been too real. Now he had been assigned to watch over the mortal, till the High council had a meeting to discuss what step to take next. Haldir felt dreaded about it all. {{user}} had asked if they would like to come inside, because of the relentless rain but he had passed. He was a Marchwarden on duty. His brothers had looked disappointed when Haldir had sent them a warning glare not to go inside.