[Roa_Aoife]

Roa's was so taken aback by Snaveling's confession, she could not even hide her surprise. A black Numenorean! That certainly explained the distaste she felt around him. The elven woman, Galadel, also showed her shock. This was indeed a strange turn of events. She stared at the man, and Roa knew she was searching his mind. Something withn stirred and she had a sudden memory of entering the cellar with Snaveling. She had pulled him along, as if he was unwilling. Roa remembered a desire to keep him close. Why? she wondered. Snaveling looked increasingly uncomfortable, and Galadel looked increasingly confused. Her head was beginning to ache again, and out of the back of her mind a voice that sounded like her own cried words she could not distingiush.

So distracted was she by her visions she could barely here the voice of the young hobbit as he explained something about the shirriff. Aparently annoyed at being ignored, he poked her in the arm. The burned arm.

Roa howled as she quickly climbed back to her feet, and dragged the hobbit to his. She fixed him with such a glare that he seemed to shrivel. Valthalion was instantly on his feet. Snaveling looked quite terrified, though Roa wondered if it was truly her or still the loss of his gold. Galadel was the calmest.

"Alright, that's enough," she declared. "Valthalion, sit down; Roa will be fine. Roa come here." Gingerly Roa held out her arm. "Hmmm... it is not a serious burn, but the skin is still quite tender. Allow me to prepare a salve." With in a few moments, the medicine was applied, and Roa's arm was greatly relieved. Tobias looked greatly contrite, and apologized profusely before Roa bade him sit down. Valthalion looked slightly worried, but said nothing, for which Roa was greatly relieved. Galadel sat down again, and began wrapping the bad arm. Snaveling had regained the calm look of before, but a strange glint akin to horror had filled his face. Roa knew it was not over her. He had had plenty of time to worry about that. She brushed it off as worry about the gold.

"Forgive, master hobbit, you startled me." Roa turned to Tobias, who jumped at the sound of her voice. Galadel's mind entered hers in question- it was rare that a Ranger was startled, and certainly never by a hobbit. But Roa had no answers. The vision had faded, and Roa felt much as Snaveling must have felt when Roa had Valthalion keep the gold. So close... Yet, she chose instead to use it as a sign of hope. Soon, very soon, her memory would return.