"Enough so that sharing a continent with an English speaker can do it, apparently.

I did have something even more important to tell you about, couldn't go through anyone else because it's impossible."

"Oh?"

"Fate. The Valar say we lose, you die early but they don't know how early, all the kingdoms on the continent fall to the Enemy, the war lasts sixty Years. Eventually he loses, which I assume means they do it. That all come through?"

"...yes. The - oh, because humans have free will -" he positively bounces with glee - "thank you! Thank you. Is that all - Doriath might have some -"

"Some humans? Oh, some prophecies!

I didn't press Ulmo for many details because he's opposed to trying to thwart it, but I bet Melian would help—"

"I expect so, if Doriath falls."

"It does, and it's not last either. I'll just have to lead with that instead of with 'do you mind ignoring Eru's plan.'

Maitimo and I thought you should relocate to somewhere not actively at war. Stay alive for thirty Years and fate is definitely off course. He suggested inventing human immortality, but native humans show up in somewhere around a Year so that– might not be strictly necessary."

"How do you know that?"

"They show up when the Sun does, in about a Year depending on how well the Valar get their act together.
There's actually a prophecy about there not being humans here until then, but since I didn't exactly decide to exist at you I don't think we can extrapolate to being sure I can change the future."

"I don't know how hard human immortality would be - I do not understand why humans die in the first place well enough - the checking would be cheap, at least."

"How would you check? Right now there aren't any humans except me, and I'm staying this age until the other ones show up.

Valar."

"That would make the checking less cheap. I could assume it's the same thing as happens to animals in Endorë - is it?"

"It is. My guess is it would happen to you too if you didn't have the conscious-control soul thing, but that's pretty counterfactual."

"It should not take me more than two or three Years to develop something that lets humans have that. You might not know what to do with it when you got it, though."

"Probably not. I only know how a human body works in general terms, and practically nothing about what changes would reverse aging."

"The Valar think humans will arrive immediately after the Sun?"

"At about the same time. I don't know if they know very specifically. Definitely not before."

"Their 'about the same time' could easily be off by years."

"Or even Years. It is a Vala time scale, but if it's not immediate I wouldn't really object."

He looks at Maitimo for a long moment. Then back at her. "Thank you. I will see if there is anything I can do."

"Thanks. I'll get around to going to Doriath at some point, and fill you in if they have prophecies."

"Good skill."

"And the same to you." What with his goal being a presumably non-evil variety of human immortality.

This is a bit of a development to report to the host. Fëanáro not only not running an army but leaving it for a long while, fate being that much more likely to be optional, the token human being temporarily indispensable. Fun.

They are not any happier to have Maitimo running the army. Also, seems plausible that most of the Feanorians will relocate with him. The fate bit is good news, though. Astonishingly good news. People are crying. 

It might be a good idea to be discreet about it in case the Enemy finds out. He might still be counting on the Doom.

But if the Valar ever mentioned any prophecies to anyone else, Amber's happy to try to thwart anything specific enough for thwarting.