[Amanaduial the archer]

The stranger came in and headed for the bar. Aman smiled at him as she approached. He tapped Soronume on the shoulder politely.

"Good sir, pray tell me do you know the two maidens yonder?"

Soronume turned, but shook his head. "I'm afraid not. Im not personally aquainted with them."

Aman came in here, wanting to be of some assistance. "I believe their names are Estella and Waenturwean. The man with them is Lothaniel of Rivendell. Would you like a drink?"

The man shook his head, seeming distracted. "No, no thankyou, Lady...?"

"Aman. My name is Aman."

"And my name is Soronume." Soronume also extended a hand. The stranger shook both, smiling. Aman turned back to the elf in front of her.

"Please, continue." she said. Soronume nodded.

"As I said earlier, I have recently come from Mirkwood, but I cannot say I am familiar with Tallin, was it?" She nodded. "Though I confess I knew very few in those parts, only those whom I travelled with, unless she may go by another name?"

"Others? Anyone I might know?" Suddenly she remembered how he had winced earlier and clutched his arm. As if it had been pierced, and never healed...something Elentari had said came back to her and she turned back, tipping her head slightly to one side inquiringly. "Maybe...Elentari Greenleaf?"