It was in Ellana's nature to be helpful where and how she could. She was always willing to lend a hand to those who needed it, and thankfully there were people in the world who weren't too proud to accept the aid of an elf. On this day, she wasn't exactly searching for a way to be useful, but when she came out onto the battlements to see the tall elf with small, pointed ears, her heart leapt. Could this man be from Galadriel's world too?

"Hello," she greeted gently. "Or would the phrase 'Mae govannen' mean anything to you?"