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Chapter One - Finding of the Ring
The dark covers of the night were all she needed to be invisible; she did not value what the ring could do. But it was the ring that bound her. In the dark night she smoothly dashed through without a trace with footsteps as silent as the wind. Server of Sauron, she was after the one ring. So silent was she that not even the ears of an elf could perceive her. The dark shadow crept towards the camping fellowship. Hiding silently behind a tree, she surveyed the group camping around a fire, mumbling a few murky words to each other every once in a while.
Deelia, daughter of Lutherial (king of an old land in the south), was an Elven maiden - abducted while a child - and was hexed by the dark lord himself to serve beneath him. Since then, her once radiant auburn locks turned a midnight black due to lack of sun, and her eyes turned to the color of slate gray stone. Pale translucent skin and a thin frame, she wore black armor under a dark black cloak. As she peered noiselessly towards the assembly, she swiftly drew her sword.
Gandalf - wise and keen - sensed something the matter. Giving Aragorn a look that told him of danger, Aragorn silently reached for the blade by his side. The hobbits before him sensed no danger and merrily ate their feeble meal but to the trained mind, Aragorn become aware of a presence behind a large tree to the left of him, he wasn't alone. At that time, Legolas whom was resting by the fire, shifted his gaze towards the large tree and then took a glance at his bow and arrows in front of him. Without warning a sudden arrow was shot by Legolas directly at the tree and they heard a startled movement behind it.
Deelia wasted not a minute more and swiftly stepped from the shadows, sword in hand, drawn and ready to battle. Aragorn stepped forward as the two began to face off each other, encircled. Both of them with had a look in their eyes, daring the other to start the brawl. Before the two could make a move, another quick arrow shot its way towards Deelia, but she was too quick. Not even darting her eyes off Aragorn, she grabbed the arrow as it approached but a half-inch from her arm, where it was aimed. Taking the opportunity of having the group shocked by the fact she dodged one of Legolas's arrows, Deelia began the sword fight with Aragorn. At first the battle was a draw, and every few seconds or so an arrow would aim itself towards Deelia but she evaded them all the same. Boromir stepped in but was quickly knocked down via a hard kick on the chest by the mysterious invader. Gimli attempted to chop the enemy down but was kicked down as well.
When hope seemed to subside and Aragorn was slowly turning weak, the adversary still kept up. The group was at a panic with two members down and Legolas ran out of arrows. The four hobbits stared in awe, afraid to move an inch. Gandalf was nowhere to be found. Merry began to get anxious, and slowly he nudged the other 3 hobbits to run. Being in fright, they did it panic-stricken and quite loud, which caused the dark assailant to dart its head in their direction. Noticing their leave, it took one hard lash at Aragorn - nearly cutting his hand off - and caused him to drop his sword. The attacker ran towards the fearful hobbits, and grabbed the slowest runner in the back. It was Frodo: the ring-bearer. Taking notice of the chain around his neck that held the one ring, the dark hand reached towards it...
Chapter One - Finding of the Ring
The dark covers of the night were all she needed to be invisible; she did not value what the ring could do. But it was the ring that bound her. In the dark night she smoothly dashed through without a trace with footsteps as silent as the wind. Server of Sauron, she was after the one ring. So silent was she that not even the ears of an elf could perceive her. The dark shadow crept towards the camping fellowship. Hiding silently behind a tree, she surveyed the group camping around a fire, mumbling a few murky words to each other every once in a while.
Deelia, daughter of Lutherial (king of an old land in the south), was an Elven maiden - abducted while a child - and was hexed by the dark lord himself to serve beneath him. Since then, her once radiant auburn locks turned a midnight black due to lack of sun, and her eyes turned to the color of slate gray stone. Pale translucent skin and a thin frame, she wore black armor under a dark black cloak. As she peered noiselessly towards the assembly, she swiftly drew her sword.
Gandalf - wise and keen - sensed something the matter. Giving Aragorn a look that told him of danger, Aragorn silently reached for the blade by his side. The hobbits before him sensed no danger and merrily ate their feeble meal but to the trained mind, Aragorn become aware of a presence behind a large tree to the left of him, he wasn't alone. At that time, Legolas whom was resting by the fire, shifted his gaze towards the large tree and then took a glance at his bow and arrows in front of him. Without warning a sudden arrow was shot by Legolas directly at the tree and they heard a startled movement behind it.
Deelia wasted not a minute more and swiftly stepped from the shadows, sword in hand, drawn and ready to battle. Aragorn stepped forward as the two began to face off each other, encircled. Both of them with had a look in their eyes, daring the other to start the brawl. Before the two could make a move, another quick arrow shot its way towards Deelia, but she was too quick. Not even darting her eyes off Aragorn, she grabbed the arrow as it approached but a half-inch from her arm, where it was aimed. Taking the opportunity of having the group shocked by the fact she dodged one of Legolas's arrows, Deelia began the sword fight with Aragorn. At first the battle was a draw, and every few seconds or so an arrow would aim itself towards Deelia but she evaded them all the same. Boromir stepped in but was quickly knocked down via a hard kick on the chest by the mysterious invader. Gimli attempted to chop the enemy down but was kicked down as well.
When hope seemed to subside and Aragorn was slowly turning weak, the adversary still kept up. The group was at a panic with two members down and Legolas ran out of arrows. The four hobbits stared in awe, afraid to move an inch. Gandalf was nowhere to be found. Merry began to get anxious, and slowly he nudged the other 3 hobbits to run. Being in fright, they did it panic-stricken and quite loud, which caused the dark assailant to dart its head in their direction. Noticing their leave, it took one hard lash at Aragorn - nearly cutting his hand off - and caused him to drop his sword. The attacker ran towards the fearful hobbits, and grabbed the slowest runner in the back. It was Frodo: the ring-bearer. Taking notice of the chain around his neck that held the one ring, the dark hand reached towards it...