[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman watched the fight, her eyes almost glazed over. She felt sick with fatigue and was tired of being confused. As she sat struggling with her feelings, another of the cursed visions hit her...that hobbit again...
Rosa...alone...the blood over her hands.....elven blood.....the tears....the sadness
Shocked she hadnt realised that Rosa had gone, Aman shook her head out of the vision. The hobbit felt alone,rejected- Aman didnt know what she felt at the moment, but she knew that no one should feel like that. She whispered a goodbye to Thrakatburz as she softly slipped herself away to Rivendell, still missing the hidden Elrond under the blankets.

She landed elegantly in the great hall, now spoiled and dirty from the careless orcs. Some still lounged about the destroyed once-rich furniture, chewing off bones. Amans eyes flashed fury at them, for even though these were elven bones, all her being was currently directed towards Rosa, and these orcs would not stop her. Launching herself from the rafters where she sat, she launched a knife at two of the orcs and dispatched the other by stabbing him with one of her sais. Sheathing it again she looked around impersonally. This was not her home. She had no home. But as she walked over to the large now torn wall hanging, she drew it back, producing a harp of fine yew wood. Throwing caution to the winds she drew her fingers across the strings on one side, and they thrummed softly. Leaning on a just standing carved chair, she started a tune, composed millenia ago by the maia themselves. Her fingers flew across the strings, melodies and harmonies combining beautifully and eerily and she joined it with her voice, smooth and enchanting. The supersticious orcs were few around Rivendell, most having gone to check the grounds, and they thought of ghosts rumoured to haunt all elven halls. They were of little importance to Aman anyway. All that mattered at the moment was that she could stop at least the hobbits suffering, no matter what side she was on. All she had to do was wait for Rosa to hear the gentle call of the harp...