[Amanaduial the archer]

The door flew open and in burst a strange elf, who practically swaggered across the room.

"I'd like a Shire vodka on the rocks please." She asked, confident but polite,.

Aman raised an eyebrow at the request, but she knew how to make one, of course. It had been a while since she had done so though....a bizarre request, especially from an elf...