*A young and beautiful woman enters the Ilsarian temple of Hlint, dressed in black. Moving slowly as if mourning, she holds a mahogany guitar in her hands. Coming to the enchanting pool, she looks at the guitar a moment and sets it carefully on the ground, a message in elven stuck in between the strings.
A week later, the same woman enters the Shindarelian temple of Lans port, and leaves, near the altar, a mahogany chimes. A messages tied to it with a red ribbon.*
"Anewila il Leviranelvilca weaw. Ean'la irailman irilla faal metytyaw ilamila illw wmeamlaw elane anira laail. Laelam ilvilel, amecc ean laelvla oceam ameanir anira amelw"
