[Amanaduial the archer]

As the uruk warlord grabbed her, Aman thought she was going to throw up. She stared at him straight in the eye and through her unrestricted mind flashed several spells to stop Azruk ever touching her again. When he let she simply snorted insolently and turned back to Elrond. The Uruks back was up, but he didnt make a move.
Aman tried not to look into the elf lords eyes as she tied him up. He had been kind to her....as had other elves...
No! she couldnt think like that! They were all murderers...
Desperatly she tried to distract her mind, speaking to the Lord with as much disgust as she thought she could get away with.
"Will you speak to the elf now? I doubt she will negotiate."
"Neotiate?" Now it was his turn to snort. "Why would I negotiate? Still- we can always turn to alternate means..." His face contorted into what probably passed as some sort of smile and once again Aman tried not to heave. Still, Thrakat had assured her that soon they would be away, leaving the scum behind them...
The small party walked towards the fated place they had decided to meet with Elenna...
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Lindir, Elenna, Ala and a small determined party of elves walked towards the place. Lindir still kept blank...he would get Aman back...