It was a long parting with the water horses this morning. And I confess a reluctance to part with these most friendly of beasts. Before they would let us go they begged us to give them names.
Our mounts, in particular, vied with one another to be called Noralei. She intervened and gave each a variant of her name. As for the others Dunfallon stepped up and passed around hundreds of pixie names, with a few troll, dwarf and fairy names thrown in for good measure.
So, at long last we were on our way again. The forest we encouraged on the other side of the water has spread up to this end. We look forward to a pleasant hike.