Andunériel doubtfully looked at the Ent. Was he trying to tell them something? Would he be mad if she interrupted? She caught Peony´s eye, who looked just as doubtfull. She decided to risk it.
"Excuse me, Lord..."
He loooked down at her. "And you are...?" She bowed. "My name is Andunériel of Rivendell. These are my companions Marsillion, Elenlith (though we mostly call her Elen) and Peony Fields. We come from Eriador, and would not have come to your lands if it would not have been an emergency."
She peered up at him, waiting for a reaction with bated breath.
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