[Manardariel]

Although he hadn´t said a name, Anarya was more then sure LinGalad had adressed her. Once more she had he queer feeling she was being read. The woman cleared her throat and spoke.

"I am Anarya. I am from here, from Isengard. I have no songs to sing, nor tales to tell. All I have is this town. This small, bustling town with it´s loud squares and quiet corners. With it´s bittersweet smell, and the sound of walls wispering of older days. For you, hat have travelled wide and far, it may seem small, sleepy or even boring. But to me, it is my home. I´ve never left it, and I never meant to. But now something has aroused my home. And I will have to leave it to defend this beautiful city, that I love as much as few things. This town is inchanted, and if you don´t see it, I must pity you. That´s all I can say."

She smiled, waiting for someone to smile back.