In which Legolas meets his One and discovers that even for Elves- romance can be a pain in the ass.

Lord of the Rings

Legolas/OC

T

Romance/Adventure

Echo of a Heart:

Chapter One- Raiders:

(Things happen here, but they have not yet been written. Also, keep in mind this is a very rough first draft, and that my spell check is still on the fritz.)

The Figure was indistinguishable beyond the hood even to Legolas' Elven eyes, suggesting some form of enchantment. This was further confirmed when The Figure visably spoke, yet none of the party could hear a sound.

A commotion outside caught The Figure's attention, the head flicking up to reveal a thick braid- the hair so black it seemed to emit darkness. The silver beads gleaming wickedly from the strands, however, were what had the Hobbits swallowing thickly. Miniture skulls, every last one of them. Orcs, Goblins, Wargs, Eagles, Bears, and everything in between.

And near the binding there was a rattle, as from a snake.

The Figure spoke again, as unheard as the time before, and a stirring behind the chair drew their eyes. Even the ever composed Elf inhaled sharply, disbelieving.

Before them stood a juvinile Warg pup, only slightly smaller than the full-grown wolf to whom it deferred. The Figure spoke once more, and with low growls the beasts made their way calmly from the tent.

"My Commander apologizes for the inconvenience, the timing of your arrival is quite unfortunate. One of our raiding parties has just returned." The woman went quiet then, watching them just as intently as the cloaked figure seemed to.

"Raiders. Bandits. Just as I suspected." That was the noisy Gimli, of course.

Aragorn stared into what should have been a face, thoughts moving quickly and analytically. "Perhaps," was his only reply.

The Figure's head tilted curiously.

Suddenly a man stumbled into the tent, cursing viciously and doing his best to stay away from the beasts at his heels. "Call them off!"

The Warg pup growled at the tone being used against his master, snapping at the man in warning. The man leapt forward slightly, spewing more curses- an interesting, and implausible, anecdote about the Figure's lineage and conception. He stopped only when the woman- Legolas wasn't sure why he thought the Figure female, only that his intuition told him so- abruptly stood, drawing forth a short blade from the depths of her cloak.

The dagger was not held in a threatening manner, more like a suggestion or a reminder. It still caused the man to pale, caused a look of fear and loathing to bloom in his eyes.

And for the hell of it, because I don't actually have anything written for it just yet:

In which Thorin Oakenshield meets Veronica Swordarm and becomes intimately familiar with the phrase, "Who pissed in his Cheerios?"

Hobbit

Thorin/OC

T

Romance/Adventure

Sword and Shield:

Chapter One- The Unwanted Journey: