So, I'll say thanks for the suggestions on my writing style I'll try to fix that 😊
Chapter 2: Riddles and Questions
8 hours earlier
The First
"Why are we here!" "You're the First Tree?" "What about my wife!" "You have kin?" "Why do you look like a girl?"(AN-There is always this guy.)
Just a few of the questions yelled or spat out at the First. The first let them rant and whine for about ten minutes before having had enough.
"ENOUGH!" She thundered. "I understand why you are all upset, but I need you to understand I was desperate." "I had no one, no heroes, no champion, and no one to turn. To all I had was the opinions of the people who would come and look and pray to me." "Do you understand how I felt feeling the constant joy of being looked after, but also the shame knowing my own kin were dying out."
The First was openly weeping now and the Gondorians far and near her felt the waves of emotion rolling off her. Unconsciously it was Heir Erikkur who made the first move. He walked over to where the first was standing weeping and embraced her. She stiffened then relaxed and cried even more. Like that the decenters looked around them in shame. They had realized that their problems were minimal compared to the suffering, the First had gone through. Heir Clearspring after glancing at the other commanders coughed into her gauntlet.
"Milord, Milady" "I would straight that we all stand before you just curious as to why our army?" "Why not Rohan or even the dwarves, or elves" She questioned her own emotion filling her voice.
At this the First chuckled, "Actually it was how Boromir would always stop on his way out of seeing his father." "Whether he was glad or bore grave news he would never fail to stop and talk to me." "I would always love to listen to his prayers for Gondor or his family to stop bickering." "But it was always his non stop prayers for and stories of you all he would tell."
At this proclamation the commanders and men watched as their leader colored a deep red and started sputtering. "?!..But..?!"
"No, don't be embarrassed you are a good leader and they asked why I chose them, it's because I felt that I had already gotten to know you all." "Down side of being immortal most humans start to blend together."
At this the First wiped her eyes and stood as tall and intimidating as a 5'4" lady could be.
"Any more questions?"
"Yes." Lord Pinewood spoke "What is our game plan, I assume we have an objective?"
"Our plan will be simple contact, whoever still is loyal to the true Gods. As well as make a base of operations that we can defend as well as hold." "We shall divide our forces in half, one sailing to the west toward the corruption. The other shall sail North where I believe my Kin can be found in the greatest strength." "My Lords; Breach, Pinewood, and myself will travel North." "While my Lords and Lady; Boromir, Hearth, and Clearspring shall sail toward the West and corruption." "Agreed?" queried the First
"Two Milady, how will we get in contact with you and do you have another name, besides First?" Boromir stated.
The First broke into a bright smile, "First if you want to talk to me pray since you were all brought by my magic I left a bit in each of you." "Also the men can call me…Mmmmph…..I guess, "Tressa."
Boromir
It was a simple plan recounted Boromir now were did it all go wrong? Sail for a couple of Hrs. and be back in time to bring hope to the good people of Minis Tirith. Now, he was leading 4,000 thousand infantry, 2,000 calvary, and 8,000 ships to were the most corruption was. he also had 50 tower guards, but that was only because Lady Tessa insisted. After all tower guards guard the tree even if said tree was now a lady. Still as he looked out on the horizon he felt the calm of the ocean lift the weight off his shoulders.
"Milord?"
Boromir turned to face his two companions and tower guard commander. "Yes"
"We believe to have spotted land as well as a city futher in how should we proceed?" questioned Hearth
Boromir ran a hand through his hair, "Have the main fleet drop anchor and I'll take 20 ships and make contact." "Once we make it past the Blockade, Hearth take one of the forts at the channel and Clearspring take the other." "If we get a less than warm welcome I do not fancy trying to fight my way out, only to have no place to fall back to." He finished the thought with a grin and the leaders all smiled.
"To think we would all be following a God, if you had told me that a week ago I would have said you were drunk!" laughed Lord Hearth
"Aye, this will be some adventure that is for sure," concurred Lord Clearspring
"Right! Then lets prepare the men, All Hands To Stations! I Want All Soldiers Armed And Ready For Action!" Bellowed tower guard commander Stone
30 Minutes later
Sailing at the head of twenty ship, Boromir looked above his army, and at the two forts and city getting bigger.
"Sigh" "I hope they do not have cave trolls here," he mussed.
With that, he pulled up his face guard and put on his helmet. He stood at the bow of his ship and watched a war ship sailed to meet them from the first fort.
"What is your business at Kings Landing?" called the ships commander
Doing some quick observations mainly the resent repairs on the warship as well as the skiddishness of their captain. Boromir decided to use the old favorite...bluffing!
"We are reinforcements for the event." Boromir smoothly replied.
"Aaaahhh, yes for the Kings marriage." the captain visibly relaxed "Do you have enough for the city and forts?"
Boromir mentally cringing at the stupidity of the man and noting the red grapes on the sail called out with a laugh,
"Oh we should have plenty."