There are a lot of Amentan countries. Vanda Nossëo representatives are dispatched to all of them. These Elves (two with black hair, one with silver) take a shuttle down from the lightleaper to a country called Calado, and radio ahead to request permission to land at a elegant modern spaceport.
There are twelve. The remaining ones make it rain flower petals, make you warm, do healing, reverse fatigue, grow plants, make someone unnoticeable, and make everything taste better.
She does not have the inventiveness or witnesses to identify all these functions but she is real intrigued by the obvious ones. She ties the bead into her hair.
Vanda Nossëo would like to arrange and perhaps host some kind of theological conference at which consensus can be reached about proposed reds-handling methods, how should they go about that?
Great! Maybe now that they have their land they could unjam and invite Voans.
He bothers Elendil about specialized teleport rings.
Peka gets another bead and another note. The note says "I think your hair is a very pretty shade of pink" and the bead looks just like the previous one.
Oh wow.
She scoops up her Katin and holds her for a long time before she checks if it works the other way.