No. You know as much about the Noldo kingdoms as I do at this point. We could go straight to their King?

Possible he'd object to being interrupted. Can you do, like, near the king but just outside whatever room he's in...?

I actually think we should land right outside the fortress, the Noldor have all kinds of magical protections on their walls and we wouldn't want to accidentally trigger some.

Sounds good.

And then they are standing at a pass in a mountain range, a stunning stone castle built into it, guards scrambling to level weapons at them.

Hi! she says. I'm Lúthien of Doriath and this is Bella of Earth. "I swear neither of us have ever served the Enemy."

Bella is ready to pause time and arrow-snatch if that's not going to cut it.

The Noldor do not open fire. 

After a minute of presumably osanwe communication one of them says warily, "Welcome to Eithel Sirion. What aid can we extend you?"

My Thindarin isn't very good yet, Bella says. We're actually here to extend you aid, more or less.

Everyone present makes faces when she says 'Thindarin'. What sort of aid are you offering?

Otherworldly magic powers. Can we come in? Some people are better candidates for them than others.

We'd be happy to bring out food, guards, and anyone you'd desire to speak to. I think we want some clarification on the otherworldly powers before we alter the protections on the fortress to let you in.

Don't require food but if you'd rather haul people out than let us in, okay. The otherworldly magical powers run on emotion. First order of business is finding the person with the single highest concentration of personal feelings about getting the Enemy dead. Nobody in Doriath cut it.

He raises an eyebrow. 

And more telepathy. 

And someone else emerges, frowning. Fingon, he says, Crown Prince of the Noldor and the commander here. It's a pleasure to meet you. The Enemy dies if there's someone who wants it badly enough?

Bella, puella magi. It's not about preference per se it's about emotional depth. I can get a grainy read on that in advance - the magic thing is one to a customer and I don't want to waste anybody's shot on it if they don't have a good chance. Can run off negative or positive emotions or ideally a mix.

Can you swear to this?

I can, Lúthien says, and does. Bella's mortal.

Alright. How strongly do I want the Enemy dead?

Bella checks him. I'd call you a high five, I was hoping for a six but I'd try you if we can't find one.

Oh, I know someone who'll want it more than me. It's a week's travel, though.

I can teleport! Lúthien says brightly.

...in that case we should go ask him now. Himring.

The Feanorians? Lúthien says dubiously. Aren't they evil?

I am pretty sure there's someone there who wants the Enemy dead more strongly than I do.

Are they going to shoot at us before we explain? wonders Bella.

Not if I'm with you.

Okay. Right now?

If there's anything you need first, this has waited three hundred years and can wait a few more hours. But I'd like to go today, yes. 

I think now works for us.

Lúthien wishes they were all outside the gates of Himring.

Another castle. This one on a windy northern plain.

You want to introduce us? Bella asks Fingon.

Yes, I'm explaining everything - well, as much as has been explained to me - and he'll be out in a few minutes.