This is, obviously, my first attempt at any type of fan-fiction. Please excuse the errors. I wanted to get this up, since it has been waiting to be posted for a long time.
He had been contacted by Thorin Oakenshield. The time had come. The signs had been read. Erebor would be returned to the dwarves and their kin.
Excitement broiled though Murtagh's veins. The short elf-like creature would be meeting the Dwarven Company near Bree.
Murtagh refused to be the only one of his kind to be participating in this adventure. He would share it with his close circle of counselors and friends. His choices were Raven, his wife, Dove and Wolf, his daughter and son, Odin, his best male friend, Drake, Tiger and Lion, his best councilors.
Leaning against his sleek, black horse, Thunder, Murtagh waited for the rest of his company. Murtagh would give the orders and then go to the meeting that Thorin requested that he joined. He had asked if his companions should join him for the meeting. Thorin replied with a "No, the space is too small." He still planned to take Dove, his heir. Shadow, his packhorse, nuzzled Murtagh, making him look up. He recognized his son's, Wolf's, silhouette against the sky. Closely following her brother was Dove. A couple of paces behind the two trouble-makers strode their mother, leading the horses. Truthfully, Murtagh wished he could have left his wife and children at home, but they were valuable assets in a journey such as this one.
"Da!" Dove's call made a smile twitch against Murtagh's normally expressionless face. He stepped forward to greet and embrace his family.
"The rest are coming. Odin is having a little trouble deciding on what he should bring," Raven told her husband. A sigh issued from Murtagh's mouth. Odin was a valuable warrior, hence the reason he was coming, but he always needed to be behind a leader for Odin rarely thought for himself.
A couple if minutes later, the rest of the company arrived. Greetings were shared before everyone looked to Murtagh.
"You will be traveling to Bree, where you will wait for the dwarves, Dove and me. I, meanwhile, will be going to a meeting. Thorin asked me to join. While I am gone, Raven is in charge," Murtagh voiced, the others nodding in agreement. They had been briefed the week before. All questions had been answered then.
Murtagh mounted Thunder, turning the stallion's head to the Shire. He also handed Shadow's lead rein to Wolf.
"Keep her safe. May our paths cross again."
The boy responded with the standard farewell, "May the wind be ever under your wings until we next meet."
Murtagh nodded, pleased, before he, too, turned his gaze to the Shire, "See you at Bree." Dove simply waved at her brother, smiling slightly.
Murtagh touched his heels to Thunder's flanks and they were off with Dove following closely. Off on an adventure.
So there you have it. Chapter one...of many.