Wolf of Middle-Earth
Blackreach, Skyrim
Halder was walking on the glowing paths of the ancient Dwemer city towards the Tower of Mzark. He had been staying in Blackreach for nearly 3 weeks. His reasoning for being in Blackreach? He had heard about a certain scroll contained within the tower, the same tower he had found the Elder scroll which he used against Alduin.
When the Dragon Crisis had ended, Halder had become hungry for power. He started to hunt for ancient relics, to slay mighty beasts and start gathering immersive amounts of wealth. Because of his hunger, he was viewed as dangerous by the population of Skyrim and was forced to live in solitude. One such place where he found this solitude were the quiet luminous caves of Blackreach.
Halder kept walking, keeping an eye out in case of a Falmer attack. Although he had been living in Blackreach for nearly a month, having cleared the Falmer camps when he first arrived, they were always coming in from somewhere and he found them to be very frustrating. As he approached the tower, he saw a strange glowing light shining through the cracks of the door and a strong presence behind it.
Halder entered through the doors and though he saw nothing, he still felt the presence. Continuing to walk into the room and towards the shelves, he felt as if he were being watched.
"CLANG!"
Halder instantly turned around while unsheathing his dragonbone sword. He looked around and saw nothing that could have made the noise. He strode cautiously towards the shelves and on one of the lower racks he saw a scroll. The same scroll which he was looking for. It was rather small but as he opened it he saw a cryptic message.
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
Halder looked confused when he finished reading the scroll.
"One Ring, Dark lord and Mordor? Never heard of them. Perhaps the Dwemer were trying to locate these items or this land," he thought, "But what do the Elves and Men have to do with this?"
"That you must find out for yourself." Someone spoke behind him.
Halder turned around quickly and pointed his sword to the figure behind him. It was a woman clothed in a beautiful white dress. Her skin was pale and an aura of power glowed around her.
" Halder! My world needs you. We need a savior. A warrior just like you." The woman said.
" Why should I help someone who is a total stranger to me?" Halder asked.
" I am Lady Galadriel of Lothorien. I am one of the protectors of Middle-Earth and I am asking you to help my world." Galadriel said.
" Why do you need my help? Besides I have never even heard about Lothorien or Middle-Earth," suspicion lacing his voice.
"Let me show it all to you." Galadriel said with a smile.
" Fine. But no tricks or you regret it." Halder said, sheathing his blade.
For the next couple hours, Galadriel explained to Halder about the Forging of the Great Rings and about the War of the Ring. She told him about the ringbearer, about the journey of the fellowship and their losses.
" Now do you understand our need for help?" She asked after a short silence before continuing, "Will you help us?"
" What do I get in return from helping you?" Halder asked with a smile.
" So you will help us? I will send you to a battalion of elves heading torwads the keep of Helms Deep, where a large battle is about to begin."
" I did not agree on anything you..." Halder tried to say, but before he could finish he was surrounded by glowing light and lost consciousness.
Middle-Earth
When Halder woke up, he saw an elf staring down at him. The elf was dressed in gold and red armor with a bow and sword strapped on his back.
"Greetings human. I presume you are the hero that our lady spoke of," the elf said as he helped the warrior to his feet.
It took few moments for Halder to regain enough sense to answer and grumbled, " I guess so. Names Halder. Who are you?"
"I am Haldir, captain of Lothorien."