Lalith looked around, hearing a voice nearby. She was slightly drunk still, despite her walk in the rain.
She turned and grinned at the stranger.
"Hel... Hello" she turned to the bartender. "Another please and one for this friendly person here.... unless she would like something diffrent"
She turned back to Arien and held out her hand, trying to stop her head from spinning.
"Lalaith at your service"
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My name is Lalaith, i am an Elven exile, living with the Dunedain of the North. I can disapeare for days at a time so be warned. I appeare when and if i chose.
I amar prestar aen, Han mathon ne nen, Han mathon ne chae, A han noston ned wilith.
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