[VanimaEdhel]

Menelduliniel drained her ale and ordered another. She saw an Elf sitting by herself by the bar, so she sauntered over.

"Suilad, gwenn Edhellen (Greetings, Elvish maiden)!" Menelduliniel greeted warmly, "There are not many other Elves here, are there?"

"No," Celeb answered somewhat shyly.

"We must stick together, I suppose," Menelduliniel said, smiling warmly. "I am Menelduliniel," she said, extending her hand, "And you are?"

"I am Celebmornie," Celeb responded, "And I have heard of you from somewhere."

Menelduliniel sighed, indignantly, "Ai! I had hoped that the stories had died down some. Yes, you know of my from the murder of Poldorawen."

"That was you?" Celeb answered, somewhat warily.

"Yes, a long time ago. Even in another life, you may say," Menelduliniel sighed, "Much has happened since then. Although, one thing that has not changed is that I know I was right to kill her."

Celebmornie did not respond. Menelduliniel knew that this was not the time to tell such a morbid story. Leave it to her to ruin the mood of jovial celebration...

"We must talk of lighter things, though!" Menelduliniel said, "Estelarion!"

Estelarion came over.

"This is Estelarion. He is far from a criminal if that lets your mind be at ease some. So, as you seem to know my story, and most likely my fate, tell us of yourself! Where do you come from? What is your tale?"