This is my first fan fiction, so please inform me of any mistakes. I shall be adding more later. Thanks oh yeah I don't own the characters and all that.
Chapter 1 : Tidings from a Wanderer.
Aragorn lay still sitting in his throne deep in thought. Although it had been three years since Sauron was defeated he knew that soon he must set out on a new campaign of war to rid the world of Sauron's evils. For there were still orcs in the Misty Mountains, Easterlings passed Mordor, and the ever growing threat of the Haradrim in the south. Although Aragon knew he should first make war on the orcs for they could multiply far faster then men and would be gaining strength as each day passed. He would have to enlist the help of the Dwarves to take back Moria without much loss of life. But what oath would the Dwarves to take to help the men of Gondor fight the Haradrim in the south, once the mountains have been taken back? These were the thoughts that troubled Aragorn King Gondor's mind.
"Lord excuse me....." said a Citadel Guard.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Lord there is a scout here to see you, although he does not bear any sign of being a soldier of Gondor, But he demands to see you."
"Bring him before"
The scout was allowed in, and as Aragon studied him he noticed that he was bleeding severely from his arm.
"What brings you here young wanderer? And why do you announce yourself as a Scout of Gondor?" asked Aragon.
"My lord first I would like to state that I fought in the battle of the Pelennor fields under King Theodon of Rohan, rest his soul, although I am not from Rohan, nor Gondor. I am Adrian son of Adrianic of the realm of Dale."
"You have traveled far but why are you here?" asked Aragon still staring at the scouts bleeding arm.
"I have ridden forth to warn you of Harad. They are massing their armies for an attack on Gondor. They have united their tribes and kingdoms under one man, his name is not known to me. Although they have not attacked Gondor or her allies I fear they plan to soon"
"You bring bad tidings with you, but you are telling the truth, I can see you are a man of great valour." said the King motioning to the scouts bleeding arm.
"It is nothing I was hit with an arrow, I shall be fine." said the scout
"Guard, take this man to the finest room we have available and make sure he's properly cared for and gets some sleep. We shall talk more about this later." Said Aragorn.
Chapter 1 : Tidings from a Wanderer.
Aragorn lay still sitting in his throne deep in thought. Although it had been three years since Sauron was defeated he knew that soon he must set out on a new campaign of war to rid the world of Sauron's evils. For there were still orcs in the Misty Mountains, Easterlings passed Mordor, and the ever growing threat of the Haradrim in the south. Although Aragon knew he should first make war on the orcs for they could multiply far faster then men and would be gaining strength as each day passed. He would have to enlist the help of the Dwarves to take back Moria without much loss of life. But what oath would the Dwarves to take to help the men of Gondor fight the Haradrim in the south, once the mountains have been taken back? These were the thoughts that troubled Aragorn King Gondor's mind.
"Lord excuse me....." said a Citadel Guard.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Lord there is a scout here to see you, although he does not bear any sign of being a soldier of Gondor, But he demands to see you."
"Bring him before"
The scout was allowed in, and as Aragon studied him he noticed that he was bleeding severely from his arm.
"What brings you here young wanderer? And why do you announce yourself as a Scout of Gondor?" asked Aragon.
"My lord first I would like to state that I fought in the battle of the Pelennor fields under King Theodon of Rohan, rest his soul, although I am not from Rohan, nor Gondor. I am Adrian son of Adrianic of the realm of Dale."
"You have traveled far but why are you here?" asked Aragon still staring at the scouts bleeding arm.
"I have ridden forth to warn you of Harad. They are massing their armies for an attack on Gondor. They have united their tribes and kingdoms under one man, his name is not known to me. Although they have not attacked Gondor or her allies I fear they plan to soon"
"You bring bad tidings with you, but you are telling the truth, I can see you are a man of great valour." said the King motioning to the scouts bleeding arm.
"It is nothing I was hit with an arrow, I shall be fine." said the scout
"Guard, take this man to the finest room we have available and make sure he's properly cared for and gets some sleep. We shall talk more about this later." Said Aragorn.