Rivendell RPG

[Amanaduial the archer]

As Aman walked across the hall,she jerked suddenly, startling Ala.
"Are you alright Aman?"she inquired, worried. Aman shook her head; she had felt something, something alien, reaching in. Before she knew it it was gone again, but the feeling remained. No, she was being silly.There was no reason to worry anyone. "No, Im sorry my friend to startle you..I just...never mind,its nothing."
Aman walked on towards Rosa and, greeting the hobbit, she took hold of the bottle in Rosas hand.
"I found it at Rivendell..in the kitchens..."
As soon as Aman had uncorked the bottle, she slammed the cork back in again, almost reeling because of the vile smell it gave out; rotting flesh and the stench of death. Elenna and Ala, standing near by also smelt it felt equally disgusted.
"Blood! Elven blood!How dare he!" Aman snarled under her breath. She gave the bottle back to Rosa, her face dark. "There is no way he will get away with this. Before it was just war-" Elenna flinched. She had never told her friend about her little sister."-but this is too far."
Elenna gave a small bitter laugh. "Not for all of us Aman. For me it goes far deeper already." Aman remembered Azruks memory from Thrakatburzs mind, of the broken, mutilated elf, and of Elenna almost dead. She held her friend's hand, speaking to her quietly. "Dont worry my friend, he will pay dearly for what he did to you...and to Lailath..."

The sound of hooves was heard outside, causing all four of them to look up. Running outside they saw the froth covered horse and its rider galloping closer. "Hogarth!"Aman cried out happily as her sharp eyes picked up who the unconcious rider was.