"I don't know. It's - probably safe to travel, now - we're rich enough to afford an escort - we should go find out -"

"If it's safe."

"Yeah."

Word is slow in trickling in. The orcs are all dead. The continent is slowly collapsing into the sea, but the Valar are stopping it from doing that while still inhabited, there are at least forty years before it'll be all collapsed.

Does that mean travel isn't safe after all? Do the Dwarves all have to move?

Khazad-Dûm isn't in Beleriand, it's way southwest. The Dwarves in Gimilgathol have to move; the Dwarves in Tumunzahar would have to move, if there were Dwarves in Tumunzahar, which there are not.

Okay. Still, how are they going to travel on a collapsing continent.

....how reliable are those planes getting to be?

Well, cheating with magic helps a lot but not quite "vertical landing" a lot...

Water landing?

Doable! You will want floaty bits on the plane.

Planes capable of water landings are developed and tested. It is a good thing Annie is absurdly rich. Does she want to go, or send some people?

She doesn't... really want to wait around aging another year or whatever leaving orcs undeoathed etc. when she could start on the Valar sooner, if at all possible.

This seems reasonable. They'll go together. 

Should they bring anyone else? Like, if the Valar start trumpeting again, maybe there should be someone in the plane not incapacitated by agony or magical emotional horror.

She would also like to know how the children are doing.

Then Lírnith should totally come along.

She'll do that. They spend a long time training to fly the things.

Conveniently once you get in the sky you can't really crash into anything as trivially as you can in a car.

And there's magic helping.

And the two most wanted people in the world and Annie set off for the host of the Valar in a magic-aided propeller plane that can land on water.

And they have a little boat that will take them to shore and then they can try to find the host.

Possibly once they get close-ish Annie should go on ahead while borrowing her girlfriend's eyes to navigate more than a hundred yards away by?

Yes, probably, given the most-wanted-people-in-the-world thing. 

So Annie goes Elf-vision-distance alone the last leg of the hike.

The host of the Valar is encamped in elaborate white and golden tents, with magic banners shimmering over them. There are armored Elves milling around, the armor flawless and shiny and gold-detailed. And -

"Annie!! 'liel, it's Annie!!!"

The colors and the shimmering are all but lost on her, and would be completely so if not for Rirosseth's ridiculous eyes trained on her from miles and miles off. The twins, though, those she recognizes without help. "Oh - you're okay! Hi!" They're okay!

"We're okay! They've rescued all the humans on the continent and they've promised to make us a new one - oh Annie - " hugs -