Vanimar

In her discomposure at Lómestel's unwillingness to accept the smallest gesture of hospitality, Lady Manadhlaer asks everyone else present to verify that both the teapot -- charmingly decorated though it is -- and the tea within are perfectly ordinary and not poisoned nor drugged. In the process, some tea is spilled, which, while no loss to a richly provisioned House, is discomfiting to any scholar.

Lady Manadhlaer, faced with Lómestel's persistent obstinacy under questioning, begins to lose her composure and upbraids him for the poor quality of the allies he chose -- pointing out that the mysteriously absent Woman succeeded in slaying two Elves, but fell victim to mistaken identity both times.

Lomestel ponders redemption surrounded by his fellows inside Pillar Hall.

As night falls, Maedhrathin retrieves his harp from Lindir and improvises some music to delight the companions. After a false start with a sort of "tiddely-pom" rhythm, he finds his muse, and his friends dance by starlight, lamp-light, and remembered light:
You can't start a fire
Can't start a fire without a spark
This sword's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

A simple fishing trip for relaxation turns into a joy unlooked for: Glinthir, long absent from the pathways of Imladris, has returned and greets his kinmates. 

Although Lord Tindir was forced by urgent duty to depart, the revelry following Branalph's Oath-taking continued in the Hall of Fire. Elvealin and Ealendil, long accustomed to making music together, played "Hammerfall," the ancient anthem of the Order of the Hammer. A few present knew why Lady Manadhlaer dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief... but the wine flowed, and Tolmen, newly healed through repentance of past misdeeds, joined the group and essayed a dance or two. Only Sogadan sulked, seeming not to appreciate the rousing battle-anthem.

Having bestowed the Oath and the swan-badge upon Branalph of the Hammer, Lord Tindir calls for a toast to the Order's newest fully oathed brother in arms. Luckily, Lady Ambassador Tingruviel, the House's chief diplomat, always finds the ideal words for such an occasion.

Ever was Quartermaster Golvagor of the Order of the Hammer well-spoken. This evening, once again, he spoke gallant words in witnessing the Oath-taking ceremony of Branalph.