[Halbereth Diagona]

Silently, Sorell leapt down from the trees where he had been watching. He didn't partake in this sort of thing, prefered to be a quiet observer. He bent ovr er the poor deranged creature, ignoring the way he was mumbling to himself. Sorell pressed two fingers to the crazed forehead and murmered some faery words.
"Whither mooth al maen ef cran."
The demented elf opened his eyes incredibly wide and stared at them all. Sorell stood back and watched, with an air of sadness about him.