[Amanaduial the archer]

"I know there was a spell on Bran, Arawil. Its-" She stopped herself from completing the sentence.

"Where is Elentari? Ai, why cant we seem to keep everyone together for more than a few moments!" Arawil muttered irritably, looking around. Glad to have an excuse to be left to her thoughts for a few moments, Hreeza replied.

"I'll find her O Maia. But, for the meantime," she glanced down at the sorceress, who was slowly returning to conciousness. "For the meantime, do not kill her. I have a few questions..."

Dykoria grinned wickedly at the sprite, then looked at the sorceress. She hit her sharply over the head with her sword hilt, once again rendering her unconcious. Hreeza looked at the ranger reproachfully- she could not stand creatures who would hurt an enemy while they were helpless. But a vision of Anroth returned to her mind... Oh Valar, she was so confused, her thoughts spinning around. Without further ado she left to find Elentari.
*~*~*~*
Hreeza was impressed; it had taken her at least half an hour to find the elf in her own forest. She was good! Looking down she saw Elentari with another and heard the last of their conversation.

"Come, you seem weary and lonely. I shall take you back to the house of Mirkwood."

"Come, you seem weary and lonely. I shall take you back to the house of Mirkwood."

"Not so fast, O Hasty Witch." Hreeza murmered softly beside Elentaris ear, making her jump slightly as she spun around. The other looked at her strangely as she turned and then glared at apparently thin air.

"Cant I get away from any of you?! I tried to help and all that happened was that you shunned me!" She yelled at the air. Hreeza blew gently around her, stroking her cheek soothingly.

"Hey, hey. Calm down, O Elf. You were not shunned." The elf started to talk again but Hreeza continued. "First things first; who is the Gondorian?"