Riding into Glory
Disclaimer: You don't REALLY think I own Legolas, do you?
CHAPTER ONE Rana pulled her bow quickly from her back as the orcs and wargs behind her growled. Seizing arrows from the soft quiver that hung at her side, she quickly shot them. She cried out in pain as an arrow scored her arm deeply, but she soon forgot about it. She almost never got hurt when fighting, but the few orc archers scattered among the group were skilled. Turning to the large oak tree behind her, she ran up its trunk at stood in the branches. The orcs shouted up at her, but she wouldn't even consider that it was safer on the ground. She shot as she ran through the limbs, killing all but twenty of an original forty before her arrows ran out. She grimaced, knowing she could jump to the ground and use her swords, or she could throw her prized knives at them. She didn't place the value of the knives over her own life though, so she pulled them out. Rana looked at the matching daggers, both having long curved blades, and blue and silver lacquered hilts. She only looked for a second though, before tossing them with deadly accuracy at the orcs. She pulled more and more of these matching dagger sets, all in different colors, like red and gold, black and silver, black and gold, and with different engravings on the blades.
"Hate to do this but oh well." She tossed the last set, two daggers with black and silver hilts, and stabbed another orc in the back.
' Have no other choice now. Gotta go down there.' She thought. She jumped from the branches, not making a sound.
"Oh man!" Rana suddenly thought. "I'm the world's biggest idiot! Raeo!" Whistling, a large black stallion, son of Shadowfax himself, came galloping at full speed up a hill. Rana leaped on him as he passed.
Whirling behind the last four orcs, she grabbed the sword of a slain orc's scabbard and rode past them. Trusting to her long time ability of swords, she threw the sword, which went through one orc to decapitate another. Raeo dashed on her command to circle the last two, and repeated the last move. Unfortunately, one orc escaped, stabbing her as he went, and Rana couldn't catch him with anything from that distance, so she was forced to let him go.
Sighing, she picked up all of her usable arrows up and put them in the quiver. She had most of them back. But the daggers would be harder to find, and it would be messy hunting through the bodies to find them anyhow. She set to work, finding them all in an amazingly short amount of time. She hid them in small sheaths that were hidden all over her body.
She thought for a second before pulling out her two swords. They rested in their own specially made scabbards. She looked at Nardurlos, a long sword that had a tracing of seven stars and a crescent moon on the blade. The hilt was blue and silver. Placing it into the scabbard again, she looked at Fortanya. Rana herself had forged Northfire, which was Fortanya's translation. It was shorter, and had a strange shape. With a great curve, the blade ended in a flat point that was wider than at the top. It had the same tracing on it, but also had a red and silver hilt. Everyone was always so jealous of those swords.
Putting Fortanya back in the scabbard, she swung onto Raeo, who had been standing quietly the entire time. Trotting towards the distant form of Mirkwood, she kicked him into a gallop. As Raeo was one of the fastest horses around, next to Shadowfax, the two reached the elven area quickly.
Jumping off her horse, she walked through the different sections of the homes and shops while leading him. Seeing the palace of the king, she walked in.
Rana knew her way around the palace, but she hadn't been there in well.... about two hundred years, now that she thought of it. So instead of stumbling around, trying to remember certain places, she instead asked a nearby servant for the prince Legolas.
Looking around, Rana saw a few changes. The tapestries had a few new ones hanging on the walls, and there were plenty of things hanging around she hadn't seen before. Walking to the weapons wall, she stopped as usual and admired the different bows, swords, daggers, and numerous other old weapons.
Turning around, she saw Legolas walking towards her, many feet off. She smiled up towards her pointed ears. When he arrived, she greeted him, as he gave her a huge hug.
"Hey, Rinny!" He said. He had always used Rinny for her nickname, saying that it suited her personality perfectly.
Rana surprised the both of them and gave him a kiss on the cheek. A long time ago, they had dated, but they almost never saw each other.
"Ow! My arm.... I forgot about it entirely!" she cried out. Touching it gently, she pulled her hand away covered in bright blood.
"Here, follow me. I can help you. Okay?" Legolas said, holding her hand softly and pulling her to his room. Going to a shelf that was almost invisible, he pulled down several bottles of liquids. Opening one, he dabbed some of the contents onto a white gauze pad. He added several more liquids to it, before placing it on her arm and binding it to keep it on.
"Ahhh, much better. Thanks. " She shocked them both again by kissing him, on the lips this time. Rana blushed a little, but it was hardly noticeable. Hopefully.
Walking back outside with her, Legolas surprised her instead by drawing a... spoon. Rana grinned, and pulled her own spoon from a saddlebag.
"Spoonfight, for old times sake?" Legolas asked. They had spoonfought when they were kids, before they were allowed to have swords.
"You know it!" Rana replied enthusiastically. They did this for a few minutes before the realization of exactly what they were doing and with who sunk in and they drew back from each other embarrassedly.
"Um..." Legolas started, but he stopped, so Rana felt compelled to start a conversation...or in this case, end it.
Swinging onto her horse, Rana said, "Well, Legolas, I have to go now. I'm going to ride to Gondor, see Aragorn before going home to Lorien. "
"Can I come with you?" Legolas asked, than realized what exactly he had said and blushed again.
Rana didn't seem to notice. "Sure!" she said. "Go get Arod and meet me back here!"
"Um, okay!" Legolas ran to the paddock and called for Arod, who galloped to him happily. Swinging onto to him, he called to a servant to tell his father, the king that he would be back in a few weeks or so. Turning Arod, he and Rana started galloping towards the general direction Gondor would be in.
Disclaimer: You don't REALLY think I own Legolas, do you?
CHAPTER ONE Rana pulled her bow quickly from her back as the orcs and wargs behind her growled. Seizing arrows from the soft quiver that hung at her side, she quickly shot them. She cried out in pain as an arrow scored her arm deeply, but she soon forgot about it. She almost never got hurt when fighting, but the few orc archers scattered among the group were skilled. Turning to the large oak tree behind her, she ran up its trunk at stood in the branches. The orcs shouted up at her, but she wouldn't even consider that it was safer on the ground. She shot as she ran through the limbs, killing all but twenty of an original forty before her arrows ran out. She grimaced, knowing she could jump to the ground and use her swords, or she could throw her prized knives at them. She didn't place the value of the knives over her own life though, so she pulled them out. Rana looked at the matching daggers, both having long curved blades, and blue and silver lacquered hilts. She only looked for a second though, before tossing them with deadly accuracy at the orcs. She pulled more and more of these matching dagger sets, all in different colors, like red and gold, black and silver, black and gold, and with different engravings on the blades.
"Hate to do this but oh well." She tossed the last set, two daggers with black and silver hilts, and stabbed another orc in the back.
' Have no other choice now. Gotta go down there.' She thought. She jumped from the branches, not making a sound.
"Oh man!" Rana suddenly thought. "I'm the world's biggest idiot! Raeo!" Whistling, a large black stallion, son of Shadowfax himself, came galloping at full speed up a hill. Rana leaped on him as he passed.
Whirling behind the last four orcs, she grabbed the sword of a slain orc's scabbard and rode past them. Trusting to her long time ability of swords, she threw the sword, which went through one orc to decapitate another. Raeo dashed on her command to circle the last two, and repeated the last move. Unfortunately, one orc escaped, stabbing her as he went, and Rana couldn't catch him with anything from that distance, so she was forced to let him go.
Sighing, she picked up all of her usable arrows up and put them in the quiver. She had most of them back. But the daggers would be harder to find, and it would be messy hunting through the bodies to find them anyhow. She set to work, finding them all in an amazingly short amount of time. She hid them in small sheaths that were hidden all over her body.
She thought for a second before pulling out her two swords. They rested in their own specially made scabbards. She looked at Nardurlos, a long sword that had a tracing of seven stars and a crescent moon on the blade. The hilt was blue and silver. Placing it into the scabbard again, she looked at Fortanya. Rana herself had forged Northfire, which was Fortanya's translation. It was shorter, and had a strange shape. With a great curve, the blade ended in a flat point that was wider than at the top. It had the same tracing on it, but also had a red and silver hilt. Everyone was always so jealous of those swords.
Putting Fortanya back in the scabbard, she swung onto Raeo, who had been standing quietly the entire time. Trotting towards the distant form of Mirkwood, she kicked him into a gallop. As Raeo was one of the fastest horses around, next to Shadowfax, the two reached the elven area quickly.
Jumping off her horse, she walked through the different sections of the homes and shops while leading him. Seeing the palace of the king, she walked in.
Rana knew her way around the palace, but she hadn't been there in well.... about two hundred years, now that she thought of it. So instead of stumbling around, trying to remember certain places, she instead asked a nearby servant for the prince Legolas.
Looking around, Rana saw a few changes. The tapestries had a few new ones hanging on the walls, and there were plenty of things hanging around she hadn't seen before. Walking to the weapons wall, she stopped as usual and admired the different bows, swords, daggers, and numerous other old weapons.
Turning around, she saw Legolas walking towards her, many feet off. She smiled up towards her pointed ears. When he arrived, she greeted him, as he gave her a huge hug.
"Hey, Rinny!" He said. He had always used Rinny for her nickname, saying that it suited her personality perfectly.
Rana surprised the both of them and gave him a kiss on the cheek. A long time ago, they had dated, but they almost never saw each other.
"Ow! My arm.... I forgot about it entirely!" she cried out. Touching it gently, she pulled her hand away covered in bright blood.
"Here, follow me. I can help you. Okay?" Legolas said, holding her hand softly and pulling her to his room. Going to a shelf that was almost invisible, he pulled down several bottles of liquids. Opening one, he dabbed some of the contents onto a white gauze pad. He added several more liquids to it, before placing it on her arm and binding it to keep it on.
"Ahhh, much better. Thanks. " She shocked them both again by kissing him, on the lips this time. Rana blushed a little, but it was hardly noticeable. Hopefully.
Walking back outside with her, Legolas surprised her instead by drawing a... spoon. Rana grinned, and pulled her own spoon from a saddlebag.
"Spoonfight, for old times sake?" Legolas asked. They had spoonfought when they were kids, before they were allowed to have swords.
"You know it!" Rana replied enthusiastically. They did this for a few minutes before the realization of exactly what they were doing and with who sunk in and they drew back from each other embarrassedly.
"Um..." Legolas started, but he stopped, so Rana felt compelled to start a conversation...or in this case, end it.
Swinging onto her horse, Rana said, "Well, Legolas, I have to go now. I'm going to ride to Gondor, see Aragorn before going home to Lorien. "
"Can I come with you?" Legolas asked, than realized what exactly he had said and blushed again.
Rana didn't seem to notice. "Sure!" she said. "Go get Arod and meet me back here!"
"Um, okay!" Legolas ran to the paddock and called for Arod, who galloped to him happily. Swinging onto to him, he called to a servant to tell his father, the king that he would be back in a few weeks or so. Turning Arod, he and Rana started galloping towards the general direction Gondor would be in.