"I'm from Minas Tirith," Lëowen told Tin. Just then, looking a bit odd, Tin excused herself and left. Lëowen looked around at the other guests. Alatariel was asleep on a couch to Lëowen's left. "What to do now?" she thought to herself. Getting another soda, she seated herself at an empty table near the buffet, where all of the food was easily in reach.
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