[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman looked in surprise as Elenna led the dwarves out to wherethe trees thinned out where the palace was.
"Obey you? Why? My orders were to obey the commander of Rivendell's army, not some jumped-up elf maiden with a sword."
Aman tried, and failed miserably to cover her laughing with a coughing fit. Desperatly she tried to stop, because soon there was going to be the age old dwarf versus elf battle between the angry elven leader and the pompous dwarf.
Elenna rolled her eyes. "Why does everyone have such a hard time believing that I am commanding Rivendell's army?"
Aman walked over to her friend smiling. "Hows the political side of things going my friend?" She muttered sarcastically.
"If they didnt say they were on our side, I swear his axe will be of little use to him!" Elenna said through gritted teeth. "How dare they come to Lorien? And even more so, HOW did they even get in?"
"Well, the Lady Galadriel has had other things on her hands my friend. Besides," she added slightly louder so the dwarves may well have been able to hear. "Who needs to worry about a group of pompous midgets?"
Elenna giggled and tried to shh the witch, but at the same time willing the dwarves to have heard.
As they came over the hill Elenna saw the small army that she was, despite everything arrogant elves or stuck up dwarves said, supposed to be leading to Rivendell. Her smile faded- it was not a huge army. She sighed.
"Well, my friend, now youve probably sufficiently convinced them that you ARE leading them, you just need to make a VERY rousing speech. Good luck!" She stepped as if to go, but Elenna grabbed her a cheeky smile on her face.
"Amanaduial, if Im going to make a speech, I think my two favourite witches, definitly truly unique members of the army, should make one as well!" Laughing at the expression on Amans face, she called the unsuspecting Alatiriel over.