{Maedhros often took to walking around the city when he wasn't in the midst of a project at the forge or around his forest home. And so he saw the shadow of someone step into the catacombs. The sense of things tell him it's just one person. Alone.
He frowns and draws his sword, following nearly at the fool's heels but not quite in sight. He follows by sense, ignoring the chill of the catacombs to focus on staying close enough he can help if one of the many foul beasts which lurk decide to attack.
He too hears the sob of a child, perhaps, and knows which way the other light-footed traveler must go. It doesn't matter if he's seen now, he has to catch up and stop the fool!}
Only a fool would seek the sound of a child in such a place as this. {He hisses as loud as he dares.} It is no child!
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He frowns and draws his sword, following nearly at the fool's heels but not quite in sight. He follows by sense, ignoring the chill of the catacombs to focus on staying close enough he can help if one of the many foul beasts which lurk decide to attack.
He too hears the sob of a child, perhaps, and knows which way the other light-footed traveler must go. It doesn't matter if he's seen now, he has to catch up and stop the fool!}
Only a fool would seek the sound of a child in such a place as this. {He hisses as loud as he dares.} It is no child!