[Manardariel]

Anarya leaned against the wall, listening to the Elf´s song. Enchanted she listened to the words, filling the Inn with a distant magic. When he ended, the silence ringed for a moment. Then a man about her age, grey-eyed and tall smiled at the elf.

"Thank you, LinGalad. That was very beautiful."

Another name... Anarya hope she could remember them all. Mattius, Calen, LinGalad... and there had been the one Mattius had spoken of... Radagast She looked around couriusly. A girl in a corner was bent over a piece of paper, scribbeling away madly. Another girl, the same age, was next to her, looking a bit suspicious. Another she-Elf sat next to LinGalad and the man who had spoken first. Suddenly, the woman felt very lost. They all seemed to know each other. Who would even want to tlk to her? But because losing her spirit was a thing Anarya did, she just leaned forward and listened to the conversation.