Zilena flapped across the plains in the dead of night, the soft crisp night air rushing by her, and whipping her hair around. Her wings stretched out to either side of her, the air vibrating them as it passed over. She looked out at the lights of the aproaching port city. the moon was dark this night so she flew right over the walls with out the guards notice. Flying lower she began to slow her speed and with a final flap of her powerfull wings, came to rest on the roof of a shop. she stood looking into the street.
It was clear.
"Good." she said to herself, "I dont want to bother with the authorities tonight."
She leapt down into the street silently and settled her cloak over wings which she tucked under. Bottom of her wings trailed out but to many it would seem like some kind of cloth. Concentrating she closed her eyes. when she opened them they looked just like a humans.
"Now. Where is that elf tavern." she uttered as she walked off.
After a bit of searching she finally found it. going in she found a warm and inviting place with not to many people. she took a seat at a table near both the fire and the bar and waited for a barmaid. When one finally came she ordered an ale and some stew, with lots of beef. When she was done she leaned back, soaking in the warmth of the fire.

There was a bard on the stage and was playing a flute. It was a beautiful melody and Glaranduil played it with love and hope that the good gods will hear it. Her silver hair went to her shoulders and her silver white eyes stared at the crowd the she closed them and went with the music.

When she was done she put the flute back and begin to sing.

"The road has taken you far.
The light leads on,
the drak leads on.
the life has taken you far."

Her voice was like a beautiful harp playing a song.

"You stop at a house
to fine hope, and peace,
do you see it, do you hear it,
Do you want to live."

She bowed and sat down at a table and ordered water and tamoto soup and started to eat and she eat with the most beautiful movements that a humen could never do. She looked around at the people smiling then looked towads a women that didn't seem humen. Her eyes were looking at Zilena. Glaranduil was dragon but in humen form and she could still seem to think that she was part dragon. So she sat there looking at the girl and at the other people in the tavern.

Temathil walked into the tavern. Her cloak was drawn up as she spied her old friend Kilena. She walked over to the table when she noticed another woman in a seat at the table. Taking a seat Temathil looked at the stranger and was startled to see strange silver eyes and hair. Shed never seen a human like the woman here before. She looked over to Kilena in curiousity.

Shain Volgornd was sitting at his ussual table in the corner. this was one of his favorite places to be. It often brought good buissness for him. his cloak was on the back of his chair, his gray skin exposed and black hair hanging over his white eyes. he was slowly sipping an elven wine on the table in front of him. Shain was calmly listening to the bard. The song was fine, but he had heard better. then again, he hardly ever sang so he did congradulate the women on the stage. looking at her closely, she reminded him of a woman named Sava. She had been a dragon of sorts, and had torn this tavern half to peices. he smiled at the memories. He noticed the door open, emitting another woman. She went to sit at a table and was soon joined by the bard. Shain looked at them for a second, then began to rise. As soon as he reached his feat, the door opened again, and Shian 's heart skiped a beat. I t was that elf again. The beautifal, mute one. Well it was a little late to sit back down. Checking his weapons out of habit, he walked over to the table.

As he neared the table, he waved to another barmaid. ordering a second drink, he pointed the table where the three other women sat, showing her wher to send it. When he reached it , Shain addressed those already sitting there. "Hello. mind if i join you?"

Zilena felt corner as the woman with silver eyes and hair sat down. She felt threatened for some reason. The woman didnt say anything, just looked at her. The door opened then and Zilena saw her friend Temathil enter the tavern. they saw saw each other and Temathil came and sat at the table. Her friend looked curiously at the other woman then looked back.
"I dont know. Excuse, what might your name be?" Zilena asked.
Before she could get an answer though a draw man came to the table. Taking him in Zilena saw he was strong and a bit mysterious. He looked like an assasin. She didnt like assassins, mainly because when she meets one, she is the target. He didnt seem to notice who she was or what she was though so she gestured to a nearby seat.
"Please, take a seat." she said. "I am Zelina, this is Temathil, and this....well we dont exactly know who this is. And what is your name?"

Her eyes traveled to the girl who asked who she was and she smiled and answered in a voice that sounded like a bird singing a song.

"My name is Glaranduil....... what are your names." Glaranduil said looking at the two women that are sitting then her eyes traveled to a man who came over and sat down. She smiled and took a sip of her water and her silver eyes looked at the door then at the man with wonder in her eyes as he did stare at her for awhile. I hope these people are nice and decide to be nice to me, Glaranduil thought not looking at anyone but at her soup as she ate some.

She called for a barmaid and one came and this time Glaranduil ordered wine and the barmaid left and after awhile the barmaid came back with wine and Glaranduil took a drink then sat it on the table looking at the man then at the women with wonder still in her eyes.