[Amanaduial the archer]

Brando had been amazed at the city. It challenged even Rivendell and Lorien with its beauty, yet was larger than both and more openly majestic. And everything was so big, so wide, yet so delicatly elegant...

After the dwarves dispute Brando had slipped away with Odo; they were going to explore more of this marvelous city of the big people. Elladan and Elrohir had left in silence before- they seemed to be able to communicate with saying anything. When Brando had asked Ciri, she had simply shook her head, but murmered something about the Queen.

They had found some of the younger servants, still towering at least a foot above them, but they were very friendly. They were enchanted by the little people as most of them hadnt seen hobbits before.

Brandos eyes flicked to the side as he stood in one of the huge corridors, hearing a muffled laugh. He smiled to himself and started to walk slowly and silently towards the place from where the noise had come- in a game of hide and seek, the big folk could never compete with hobbits, especially when Brando was looking...