[Amanaduial the archer]

Amanaduial was jerked from her dreamy half awake state left from the world of the dead to full life as the horse bumped along. As she tried to lift her arm to rub her face, new pain shot through it and she almost cried aloud. Something was nagging her in the back of her mind....oh no, not that hobbit again...
Bam!
the vision hit the still weak sorceress so hard that this time she did cry out. Without being able to resist, she was jerked away, as Elenna was left staring in puzzlementat the space on the horse where she had been.
Landing hard in the mud, Aman shook her head and looked around groggily. Outside a camp, but which one? She heard sounds of fighting from the other side of a tent.
"Right,off I go, sort EVERYTHING out-" she stopped as a rather wobbly blade was held in front of her. A halfling stood, looking badly shaken and even more paranoid.Amanaduial looked at the hobbit furiously.
She was tired.
The blood had dried all over her.
As Elenna had guessed her mind was scarred-she was trying desperatlely not to think of the terrible carnage on that battlefield...the archer who had been next to her lying over her...dead...
And now a HOBBIT was THREATENING her!
Forcing down her temper for their safety, Amanaduial stepped towards the hobbit so they were almost nose to nose.
"Listen Rosa, and yes I do know your name, Im tired Im hungry, I have just fought in a battle you cannot even imagine and-" Intaking her breath sharply she clutched at her arm again. Just what was needed. A witch with a broken arm.
The noises from around the corner became louder and Amanaduial could just hear voices, distinguishing one as elven. Whisering a spell of protection on all the elves of Rivendell, not knowing what was happening to them, Aman took the little hobbit by the hand.
"Right Rosa, it looks like its Amanaduial to the rescue-again-so off we go!"
Taking a deep breath she stepped into the tent, though she stopped sharp as she saw the tall figure therein. Now she was not just a name.
"Siluialwen." She breathed. The elf spun to face her, a malicious grin on her face.
"No- Thraktburz. The bringer of darkness!" She hissed with evil glee.