Danforth (end of Chapter 1) It seems I exceeded the word limit last time, so here's the last paragraph of chapter one. The wanderer looked after him in admiration. Though he had not heard any horn, he sensed that the noble Beren had not been mistaken. He considered following him, but decided against it. 'It is not yet the time for decisive action.' He looked towards Kashmar, who was pacing across the inn in confusion, and thought, 'soon, though, decisive action will be necessary. That is, if I truly desire to see Beren succeed…and I do, of course. Beren is a man of virtue; that is not a matter of doubt. Yet, helping him absolutely to lordship may force me to neglect my choice…no, I shall give him victory, even if that means I must stray from my chosen path, increasingly displeasing to me. A path is merely a path, and an oath is merely an oath. Though some may warn and threaten with words of downfall, I will not heed them. I have seen one very like Beren achieve the greatest joy, and if I, having no one fixation, cannot do the same, I shall aid another more deserving than I in achieving that happiness: if that means I as a result can abandon my choice, let it be so.'