Rivendell RPG

[Amanaduial the archer]

"YOU would if you were her!"
Aman snapped at Fea and immediatley felt bad about it. She too was getting sick of the complaining coming from the ranks of archers. She was even snapping at the amiable Aduchil, who had ridden up to ask whether all of the people she was leadin were teleri elves or whether there were some Noldorne there as well. Angry at not knowing she had snapped at him; how did she know? And what use was it anyway?
She was now trying to haughtily ignore him...without much success. Still she had never been a big one in the apologies department.
She was also upset as she had no idea where Rosa was; had she gone with Elenna? Aman worried about the hobbits state- she seemed to be acting very strangely when the bottle of blood was involved, almost as if it was revered and close to her. Precious to her- Aman smiled when this brought thoughts of young Frodo and the fellowship, even that arrogant elf Legolas. Returning to Rosa, she offered a silent prayer to Yavanna that nothing would happpen to the young hobbit....