[Amanaduial the archer]

Tallin woke slowly. For a moment she was happy in that little moment between sleep and wakefulness...before the searing pain in her head caught up with her. Despite herself she winced then froze, her eyes still closed.

After a moment she opened one eye, then the other and sighed with relief. She was alone. Either that or there were some really unobservant guards, she thought, smiling slightly. Then her smile faded. No. The night elves were anything but unobservant...

Forcing herself with some difficulty onto her knees on the cold stone floor she looked around. The cell was cold and damp and completely dark except for one torch, flickering in its bracket, not doing much to dispel the darkness all around. Not a problem for one who had spent all her life with creatures of the night.. Tallins head began to throb and she lifted a hand to fell it- before dropping it with a clatter. Ah. Chained wrists however would cause a little bit of a problem...

She was alone in the cell and there was no sign of any guards; if there were any they would have surely looked in when they heard the slight rattle of her chains. But she didnt intend to stay so alone...

"Jet? Dia? Can you hear me?"

Nothing.

"JET? OBSIDIAN?!..."

Still silence. She tried contacting them one by one but the silence still remained. She shivered slightly. Nothing had happened, she told herself. Nothing had...happened...Please Eru, let nothing have happened...

Well, there was one other option open for a mindspeaker. One other option. She hadnt tried contacting another elf or human for a long time, but she had tried once.

And theres a reason for that isnt there Tallin? The nasty little voice nagged. Yes. The memory came back, the memory of a lonely child trying to contact the race that had abandoned her... She closed her eyes and tried to block it out.

No! She had to do this! Although she hated to say it, this was her only hope, and a slim one at that.

Concentrating, Tallin reached out her mind to find Rayes...