She looked at the food in front of her. Carefully avoiding the lembas she started to pick at bits.
"Had too much lembas recently" she muttered to herself. She turned to see too hobbits nearby. The room started spinning, she had drank more than she had thought. She felt a hand on her shoulder, steadying her.
"You okay?" Arien asked.
"Yes, i think so. I just turned a bit too quickly"
She grinned, "I'll be okay once i've eaten"
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My name is Lalaith, i am an Elven exile, living with the Dunedain of the North. I can disapeare for days at a time so be warned. I appeare when and if i chose.
I amar prestar aen, Han mathon ne nen, Han mathon ne chae, A han noston ned wilith.
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