She lifted her head off the bar, feeling alot better. She waved a greeting to the group of people who had come and sat next to her.
She looked again at the fast empting dance floor. Turning around she ordered a lemon juice, having had enough of those Sauron Slammers.
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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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