OKEY so hi.
1.) IF I GET SOMETHING TOTALLY FUCKED UP, PLEASE LET ME KNOW.
LITTLE UPDATE THOUGH BECAUSE THIS DOES GO ALITTLE AGAINST TOLKIEN, GIL-GALAD NEVER DIED AT THE HANDS OF THE DARK LORD I.E HE NOW HAS A CHILD, NIMRIND AND HE LIVES IN THE GREY HAVENS AS ITS THE CAPITAL OF LINDON.
2.) SINDARIN (I.E ELVISH) WILL HAVE A NUMBER AND THEN AN ENGLISH TRANSLATION ON THE TOP OR BOTTOM. . IF YOU'D RATHER IT WAS JUST AT THE BOTTOM OR ANYTHING ELSE, PLEASE LEMME KNOW.
3.) I ONLY OWN NIMRIND
(Nimrind, what are you doing up there?) 1
I pulled the arrow out of the tree trunk and began to stare across at the mountains and waterfall. It was land of beauty and plenty, the water was clean and the trees were green. There were no workers shouting to one another and there were no great big ships to get in the way of.
When the High kings convened we all went to the lands of Rivendell. I was never told why by my adar, Gil-galad, The High King of Noldor. To others he was a great cause for fear, to me, he was a place of warmth and care.
I had always been told to hold my head high and act with honor, loyalty, and compassion in my life and when I ruled as I came from the house of Finarfin. This was also his reason for putting my through so many hours of lessons in the common tongue, Sindarin and Westron. Then more in the ways of manners, history, poetry, the arts, and fighting. The fighting were the best for me, I learned quickly and with much enthusiasm.
We would leave our home in the Grey Havens to come to this land of sunlight and green, it was fine with me, I could see Legolas Greenleaf. We had always been of the same age and as Lord Elrond's children were never interested in playing with us, we enjoyed running and practicing archery. It was a constant contest between us but we were happy with it.
"Nimrind! Mani ier lle de eller?" Legolas called up to me, cupping his hands around his mouth to shout. I giggled and dropped the arrow, turning to climb down to him. My golden hair was fluttering in the wind, already long enough to the middle of my back. It would have to be cut soon. I landed softly on the ground and looked at Legolas. (1)
We had both technically fully matured now as elves but we long held to the childish ways as we had long ago. Sometimes I would see a mist come over his eyes and then he would shield his face from me. This was one of those times as I smiled at him and he smiled back only just long enough then turned his head away.
"My Lady Nimrind and my Lord Legolas, the council is beginning." A brown haired elf appeared and I immediately straightened my back, and gave him a smile and nod. My manners were appearing as were Legolas's as he nodded his head to the elf and we followed the him into the halls of Lord Elrond.
There had been word of The Dark Lord's ring being found in the hands a hobbit and so we had been convened as to what was to be done with it. If there was to be a journey it was expected and hoped for by myself that I should be able to go on it. I knew my father would not approve but I had long ago began to do things that caused his disapproval.
Legolas and I choose seats next to each other, my father was on the other side of Elrond. He had been watching us and I smiled sweetly at him as he did the same to me. There were several men here along with dwarves and two hobbits. When we sat I vaguely noticed that Legolas's leg was touching mine and I was about to move it, to sit more like a lady when I got distracted by Lord Elrond speaking.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." Elrond looked around at all of us finally settling on a black haired hobbit as he finished. This must be Frodo, we made eye contact as he walked to the pedestal to place the ring upon it. He looked rather nervous and I could not blame him for this, it must have been terrifying to walk in front of all of these people simply to place a ring down.
I was going to watch the hobbit sit back down when the ring itself began to speak. It was telling me to take it and run, to take it and never come back to this place. I felt my eyes widen as its voice penetrated my thoughts, it was not welcomed within them.
"So it's true." The red haired human spoke as though he were in a trance. Frodo sat back down and looked relieved to not be carrying it anymore. If that was what he heard all the time, I couldn't even begin to imagine the strength this little hobbit had.
"In a dream I saw the Eastern sky grow dark. In the West a pale light lingered A voice was crying, 'Your doom is near at hand Isildur's bane is found, Isildur's Bane-'" He stretched his hand out towards the ring, seeming to want to take it for himself and I looked at my father with worry. He was looking at Elrond with the same look of concern mirrored.
"Boromir!" Lord Elrond jumped to his feet, trying to get the attention of Boromir. I looked up as the sky began to darken and then at Mithrandir as he began to speak in Black Speech.
"One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them." Gandalf spoke the words and as I translated them in my own head, it began to burn. I considered taking Legolas's hand for strength but decided against it, instead closing my eyes until this was finished.
"Never before has anyone uttered words of that tongue here in Imladris." Elrond was infuriated that he would do such a thing, and I opened my eyes to look at both elves glaring at Gandalf.
"I do not ask your pardon Master Elrond and Gil-Galad, for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West. The Ring is altogether evil." He merely shrugged as he sat back down. I turned my attention back to the ring as it began to speak yet again to me.
"Aye it is a gift! A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring ?Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bey. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy, let us use it against him." Boromir began to speak again and I sighed at him. It seemed all things that spilled out of his mouth were idiotic.
"You cannot wield it. None of us can The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Aragorn called out, meeting eyes with me and nodding towards me as a hello. He and Arwen had a brief affair of sorts but she had long moved onto another. He himself had supposedly as well.
"And what would a ranger know of this matter?" Boromir spit out at his statement, and I raised a brow. I was about to take a stand against this idiot but alas I was beaten to it.
"This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn son of Arathorn You owe him your allegiance." Legolas stood up, motioning to Aragorn with a nod of his head. He too was infuriated now with the imbecile. I looked across to see my father quietly taking in the scene, his fingers steepled as he leaned back.
"Aragorn! This.. is Isildur's heir?" Boromir looked shock and I held back the need to roll my eyes at him.
"And heir to the throne of Gondor." Legolas bit out at him.
"Havo dad, Legolas." Aragorn said for him to sit down but he didn't seem to realize this so I wrapped a hand around his arm and gently pulled him back. He looked back confused then gave me a grateful smile and sat.
"Gondor has no King. Gondor needs no King." Boromir was speaking more to himself now than anyone else as he glared at Aragorn and sat back down.
"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it." The grey wizard commented, staring thoughtfully at the ring.
"You have only one choice. The Ring must be destroyed." Elrond stood up and motioned to the ring. I was surprised that my father had not jumped in yet to take over the meeting as he usually had. He seemed to be trying at least to give control to Lord Elrond.
"Then what are we waiting for?" A dwarf that I believe went by the name of Gimli took up an ax and swung it. I immediately went to turn my head and protect it as I heard the ax come down with a shatter. I looked back to see not only had his ax shattered but that he was now on the floor, I struggled to maintain a blank face at this.
"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey chasm from whence it came. One of you... must do this." Elrond said slowly as the shocked silence ensued.
"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep and the great eye is ever watchful. Tis a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly." He decided and shook his head. I looked scathingly at him, was he questioning the word of Lord Elrond now?
"Boromir, have you heard nothing at all? Its evil and it must be destroyed!" I said fiercely, jumping to my feet to glare at him. He had the decency to appear mildly shocked by my outburst.
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it." Gimli countered sarcastically from the side, I turned my glare on him. Dwarves.
"If that is what it comes to and no one else will step up, then yes. I will be." I bit out at him and he began to look enraged.
"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an elf!" He shouted and pointed his shattered ax into my face as he stood up. I scoffed at it and Legolas jumped up next to me.
"Never trust an elf!" He yelled, shaking his broken weapon at me again. I was beginning to a little insulted with this dwarf.
"Get your useless weapon out of my face, dwarf." I snarled and pushed the ax away from my nose. He almost started to vibrate on the spot with fury as I pushed it away. Legolas came up behind me and angrily took it out of his hands, tossing it to the side as he started his own quarrel with the dwarf.
"ENOUGH." I heard my father's voice bellow out over the sound as it suddenly became quiet. I squeezed my eyes shut, I had lost my manners. I'd gotten into an argument with a bloody dwarf. I looked back to see Lord Elrond looking defeated and sitting back in his chair, my father was standing and looking quite cross with all of us. We all sat back down uneasily.
"One of you must go. The journey itself is not up for discussion." He said solemnly and looked around eyeing Boromir as he opened his mouth then closed it.
"I will take it. I will take the Ring to Mordor. Alas, I do not know the way." Frodo had stood up and was looking determined. I frowned at this and looked back at my father, he was watching me.
"I will help you bear this burden Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Gandalf stood and walked behind Frodo. I looked back at Frodo then my father again and he narrowed his eyes, universal sign for No. I was ignoring it today.
"I will protect you Master Baggins. You have my both my bow and my life." I said determinedly and stood, walking to stand behind Frodo as well. I was avoiding eye contact with my father.
"And mine. I apologize Lady Nimrind but your father would murder me if I allowed you to go alone." Legolas stood and addressed Frodo then winked at me. I rolled my eyes at his behavior.
"If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Aragorn's was much more formal as he knelled and looked into Frodo's eyes.
"And my ax." Gimli stood again and walked over to the group, eyeing Legolas and I warily. I sighed to myself more so than anyone else.
"You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done." Boromir joined us as well, eyeing first Frodo then myself. I contained a shiver of disgust before it ran its course in my body.
"Mr Frodo's not going anywhere without me!" Another hobbit suddenly appeared from the bushes, I jumped at the voice and then stared warily at him. He was small and chubby.
"No indeed it is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." Lord Elrond was frowning at the hobbit as he sat down. I made the mistake of looking over to see a stony face from my father. I looked quickly to the ground. He couldn't pull me out of this group, high king or not, I had given my word.
"Wait! we're coming too!" Two more hobbits jumped out of the bushes and I jumped again. This time I heard a snort out of Legolas and flicked his arm as a scolding for his laughter.
"You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us." The first said determinedly and I raised a brow.
"Anyway you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission ...quest ...thing." The second said loudly and crossed his arms looking around and nodding to himself.
"Well that rules you out Pip" The first mumbled and I cracked a smile, I liked these two.
"Ten companions... So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!" Lord Elrond said at first hesitantly as he made eye-contact with me, he knew I'd gone against my father's wishes.
"Great! Where are we going?" The second seemed excited at first then a little confused and my smile turned into a grin. I really liked these two.