I apologize very, very,very,very,veryveryvery much for all the stupid errors. I was reading
through and saw how many there were. *groan* grammar is not my best subject. So I've
made some corrections. Please if you find anymore let me know. I'm SO sorry!
"So what can we do?" Redden Alt Mer asked to no one in particular. The rest of the group muttered suggestions from their corners of the room. We were still in the room I had woke up in and I sat on the bed that Frodo had been in, Allanon at my side.
Our group consisted of Redden Alt Mer (big brother to the previously mentioned Rue Meridian in the last chapter ), he was a rover, built lean, but still a bear of a man, with long shaggy red hair and a rough beard. We call him Big Red. There was Risca, the druid dwarf, taught in the way of weapons and fighting with them. He also owns a magic coat (given to him by moi in the first fanfic) so he can pull any weapon he wishes out of his sleeves.
We also had Tay, a shy druid elf who uses earth magic and Bremen, Allanon's father. There is also Brom Ohmsford(you wouldn't have heard of him). He is the product of my botched fanfic. Brom is the son of Quickening and Walker Boh. On our way to destroy his cousin, Broma, we came across a demon, who said we could not pass until we defeated him. To try and make it easier I made the match an arm wrestling match. How was I suppose to know he was the Limbo Arm Wrestling Champ!? Poor Broma's powers had never surfaced, so to aid him, so to aid him Walker and Quickening jumped off a cliff and gave up their powers to him. He helped defeat the monster and also with his new powers destroyed Broma, but lost his mother and father. Needless to say he isn't happy with me. But more about Brom later, the last person, and only other girl in our group was Ryer Ord Star. She was a hopelessly devoted to Walker and when he died began to raise Brom. She doesn't seem to do much but stare off into space and predict things.
Okay, back to the scene!
" What are we going to do?" Tay asked as he sat on the window sill. "I can't do anything to help you. My magic won't work in this world!" Tay reached out the open window to try and coax a nearby branch of a willow tree to come near him. The branch came near him all right, it slapped him across the face and Risca grabbed Tay by the seat of his pants to keep him from falling out of the window. When the elf looked at us again he had a large, red, willow branch mark across the left side of his face.
"He's not the only one!" Risca growled, steadying Tay on his perch, "The coat you gave me is fowl!"
"Hey, you never complained before!" I said, stung by his comment.
" I mean now we're in this world," He sighed. " All I can get out of this coat is silverware!" To demonstrate he reached up his sleeve and pulled out a steaming tea kettle, "Ohhh, tea anyone?" He asked pulling out matching cups, saucers, and sugar bowl. As the tea was passed around, my eyes fastened on Brom, who was starring out the window next to Tay's. He said nothing, but looked out the window as a breeze ruffled his straight silver hair. Bremen who stood next to him accepted two cups of tea and placed one next to Brom's elbow and sipped comtemplantively on his own. Ryer Ord Star sat on the floor by my bed and starred blankly at the cup of tea at her feet. Everyone sipped quietly on their tea the silence returning, thicker and more deafening than before.
"I don't think the chances of this story coming out the way its suppose to are very good," Bremen said softly, finishing his tea and handing the cup and saucer to Risca. Risca accepted them and promptly stuffed them back up his sleeve.
"Slim to none in my book," Brom said sharply, not looking at us, his eyes fixed outside the window. I frowned at the back of his silver head and sighed. He was right, I was going to destroy another world.
"We have to do something!" I said desperately," Maybe we can help put the story on the right path," I felt that deep sense of despair and helpless grief sink into the pit of my stomach and I leaned into Big Red's shoulder. Allanon on my other side said nothing but narrowed his eyes at the rover, who missed this look completely. " We have to make everything right,"I breathed a tear forming in the corner of my eye.
"Oh, sure, just like the Shannara stories you mucked up! We'll make them right again," Rash cackled. I growled and sat up, ready to tell my shadowen off when Ord Star gave a slight gasp, knocking the cup of tea at her feet over. She swung her large, violet eyes towards the door and it opened.