The Quest

We set out on our dangerous quest we surely had hopes for the best, 9 of us set out from Rivendell whether it came rain shine or hail our journey must prevail.

To destroy the one ring and vanquish the darkness it would bring, with four young hobbits Frodo, Merry, Pippin and Sam they were just getting to know the land.

I was a mere ranger from the north Aragorn was my name, although that did change. Legolas was a elf from the Woodland Realm, and of nothing was he afraid he would brighten up the day.

Gimli was a dwarf from the mines of Moria; he could fight just like the best them and he made a perfect friend. Gimli could come out standing tall and get through it all.

There was also Boromir who was just a man, who was landing a helping hand. Gandalf was a wizard and our amazing guide, and our shining light, nothing would we fear with him by our sides it was hard to say goodbye.

Our paths took us to the Mines of Moria, which was once Gimli's home till the leader was found dead and Gimli stayed with us instead.

We thought we had met out doom in Balin's Tomb, we had a great battle with a cave troll and orcs, and together we all fought.

Frodo was stabbed and appeared to be dead but a magic mystery was revealed instead.

As we travelled on further in Moria, we got out numbered and wondered what we would do to get ride of this evil all the way through.

We thought we safe and but at last it was not true, our greatest friend Gandalf met his doom.

Yes we had to journey on but we remembered our friend through song, and how he always would belong.

Part One