Saruman's RevengeBR
By: SpottedTree! Yeah that's...us!
Disclaimer: We don't own anything but Salum, Camellia, Laer, and any other characters we decide to throw in that wasn't in Lord of the Rings. BY THE WAY! Everybody has an British accent, this is AFTER THE RING, Bilbo is gay and I need to go pee…so c-ya! AND ENJOY THE FIC!
Saruman's Revenge
Chapter 4 of "Saruman's Revenge"BR
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Laer yawned when she awoke. She looked around her tent for Camellia. She thought she would be next to her. She frowned and peeked out of her tent. She saw Frodo and Camellia cooking breakfast together. She also saw Legolas and Gandalf sitting on a log chatting. Laer walked over to the group.
"Good morning. Breakfast smells good!!" said Laer walking towards the group.
Camellia and Frodo looked up from their cooking; both were beaming with pride.
"It does! Camellia said it was her breakfast special!" Said Legolas smiling.
Laer looked at Camellia puzzled, never hearing of this 'Breakfast special' before.
Camellia looked up.
"Legolas and I have been getting more aquatinted! I told him a was a good cook!"
"I asked her if she wouldn't mind cooking something for us." Said Legolas.
"And she agreed to!" Added Frodo.
Laer smiled and sat down next to Legolas. Gandalf just sat there staring at the fire, smoking some pipeweed.
Laer suddenly sat rigid. Her eyes went blank, staring at something no one else could see. She started muttering over and over something in Elvish, which only Legolas and Gandalf could understand. However, what she said didn't make much sense to the two of them:
"Through the forest to the small hole in the ground.
Only one of pure heart and soul may take it and wield its power.
The stone, the stone; the stone of fire!"
Laer suddenly came out of her trance, crying out Camellia's name. She was pale by now, and gasping for breath.
Legolas and Gandalf stared at her in bewilderment, with Frodo looking on in shock and Camellia in concern. She ran to Laer's side, shaking her. "Laer, what is it? What'd you see??" she asked, while trying to calm her down.
Laer looked up into Camellia's face. "He's trying to find it... he's
trying to find the stone... we need to get there first..."
Camellia looked up towards Legolas in confusion and concern. Legolas bent down and picked Laer up off the ground, sitting her next to him on the log and putting his arm around her shaking form, while Gandalf just looked at the small elf.
Camellia and Frodo went back to cooking breakfast, with Camellia looking up ever so often at Laer.
Gandalf studied Laer for quite some time before he finally stood up and cleared his throat. "May I have a word with you, Lady Elf?" he asked, placing his pipe down.
Laer looked up at the wizard in surprise. "Yes you may…what for? Is there anything wrong?" she replied.
"No Lady Elf, there isn't, but I'd like to speak a word with you," he answered back. He turned to Legolas. "Legolas I want you to be there with me, along with Frodo. I believe we've found what were looking for."
"Gandalf, you mean The Wizard?" Legolas said looking at Laer.
Gandalf nodded his head.
"Yes Legolas, she fits the profile perfectly, save that she's a female," Gandalf replied.
Laer looked at Legolas and Gandalf in confusion. "Excuse me, but what are you talking about?" asked Laer.
"Well…we heard of a powerful wizard, known to converse with trees," Legolas answered, "and we have been searching for you for awhile. And we need your help for our mission."
"B-but why me?" Laer stammered, still not fully understanding why they wanted her and why they were searching for her.
"I think it's best if we discuss this somewhere else," Gandalf said, glancing at Camellia, who was totally unaware of what was going on.
Laer noticed Gandalf's glance and looked at Camellia.
"Frodo could you come here?" Gandalf said.
Frodo stood up and walked over to him. Camellia followed Frodo with her eyes, wondering what was up.
"I want you to be with me; we have found our wizard!" Gandalf exclaimed.
Frodo looked up at Laer. "You're the wizard! We heard you were powerful; I imagined an old man, much like Gandalf, but…you're a woman and a young one too!"
Laer blushed slightly, but she didn't know what to make of the whole thing. Camellia left her 'Breakfast Special' and joined Laer. "What's going on?" she asked.
"I really don't know Cam," Laer said shrugging her shoulders a bit, "they need me for some mission of theirs and-" Laer what cut off my Gandalf's voice.
"I'm sorry Camellia but this business is private. We need to speak to Laer alone. This is her business, and it will stay that way." aid Gandalf as Laer shook her head.
"I'm sorry Gandalf, but Camellia is both my comrade and my best friend! If she is to travel with me she must know my business as well," Laer said, feeling a bit mad.
Camellia felt like she was just in the way. And to please Gandalf she pretended to not care. "Oh that's alright Laer!" she said chuckling a bit, "I don't mind. Those kinds of talks are always boring! I'll just wait for you okay!"
Laer looked at Camellia, her eyes filled with pity. "Are you sure?" Laer asked, almost pleading for Camellia to join her.
Camellia nodded her head and smiled. "Yes! Now you go and have your talk! I'll just wander around!" she replied, her voice a little bit higher to show that she didn't mind.
"Well…alright but I wish you'd come," Laer stated and then sighed. "Don't go too far Camellia! Salum might be around here!"
Camellia nodded and went back to her breakfast.
Frodo felt kind of bad for leaving Camellia out. Gandalf, Laer, Legolas and Frodo stepped into Gandalf large tent that he shared with Legolas and Frodo. Legolas tied the curtain up and then Camellia was left all alone.
"Oh well," she sighed. She stood up and began wandering around the heavily wooded area.
Finally she came to a small river and rolled up her petticoats and stuck her feet in the cold water. She took our Mr. Stone from a pocket in her apron. Camellia sang a song while she casually tossed Mr. Stone up and then catching him. (She did this repeatedly)
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Gandalf lit his pipe and began to speak. "Now, Lady Elf, I-" but he was cut off.
"Please," Laer said, "just call me Laer."
Gandalf nodded. "You see, I have heard of your deeds from other parts of this land, and I have wondered as to how you have done such things. Granted, I didn't know you were a female, and the fact that you're an elf certainly helps to understand better, as well…"
Laer sat still with a confused expression on her face, letting the wizard's words sink in. "What deeds, exactly, are you talking about, Master Wizard?"
Gandalf chuckled. "Please, call me Gandalf. And as for the deeds, well, how about we start with the whole talking with trees, bit, hm?"
Laer stared at Gandalf without emotion, trying to decide how to answer his inquisition.
Gandalf, noticing her hesitation, asked, "How do you do it? How do you converse with trees and where did you learn this art?"
Laer looked at him in surprise. "Art? Conversing with trees, well, it's not really an art, sir. It's just something I do, really. I don't know how I do it, but I do. I just let my mind clear, and a tree enters my mind, telling me stories. Sometimes, though, more than one enters, and then… well, I think I faint or something…"
Legolas looked at Laer in interest. This lady was surprising him more and more each day. "What about your visions, milady?"
Laer looked at him. "My visions come when a tree feels it has something I need to know and can't wait for me to clear my mind. Then, it just barrages me with images. Sometimes, it's quite painful."
Gandalf nodded. "It must be. But, how did you learn you could converse with trees?"
Laer's eyes suddenly took a painful expression. Gandalf and Legolas didn't fail to notice it.
"That is a story I'd rather not tell you right now," she answered in a quiet voice.
Gandalf and Legolas were taken aback. They had not anticipated that this lovely creature had a sad past.
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Camellia looked down at her feet moving in the water. She felt something was looking at her. She looked up and saw a figure some distance away. She stopped throwing the rock and laid it on her lap.
"Mr. Stone…is that Salum?" She whispered to the stone, still keeping her eyes on the figure. The figure stood there looking at her and then he began to walk towards her. She stood up alarmed.
"Hey you!" The figure shouted, which Camellia realized it was, indeed, Salum.
Camellia stood up, dropping Mr. Stone. She must tell Laer and the others, but camp was far away. Camellia, angry with herself for not listening to Laer to stay close to camp, started running towards the camp. And at once Salum chased after her.
"Mr. Stone…I hope we make it in time!" Said Camellia reaching into her apron pocket. Mr. Stone wasn't there. Camellia franticly searched the pocket and her body, but Mr. Stone was no where to be found. Camellia realized he was at the river still. 'He must fell of my lap when I stood up!' Camellia thought.
Salum was close behind her when Camellia stopped and ran the other direction passing Salum. Salum stopped and looked at Camellia and began chasing her again.
"Mr. Stone!" Camellia cried out as she reached the river and grabbed Mr. Stone and quickly put it in her apron pocket. Mr. Stone was both valuable and dear to Camellia. If Laer found out she lost it or someone took it, she would be in an uproar!
"Got you!" Salum said as he embraced Camellia, "you thought you could get away!" Camellia struggled to get free.
"Leave me alone!" Said Camellia elbowing Salum in his side, making him drop her. Camellia fell and didn't hesitate to run.
"Curse you!" Salum said chasing her. Camellia continued running wishing she would have joined Laer. Salum took out his bow. It was difficult to catch up with her so he decided to slow he down or better yet stop her completely by hitting her with a poisoned arrow.
Salum fired an arrow at Camellia, which missed her. He stood still and shot at her for awhile until finally he got her in shoulder.
"Uh!" Camellia cried out as she the arrow struck her right shoulder. She fell down on the ground. Mr. Stone rolled out of the sallow pocket.
Salum walked over to Camellia and stood infront of her.
"I hope your happy bitch!" Salum hissed, "making me run like that! Curse you! I hope you die like those people in the village I burned!"
Camellia winced; the pain was unbearable. She felt her shoulder go numb.
"Curse…you…Salum" Said Camellia through clenched teeth.
"I'd save my breath if I were you! Those aren't ordinary arrows I've shot you with! They're poisoned my dear!" Salum said looking down at her. Her right shoulder stained with blood.
"I knew it was you when I saw you! You belong to that half wizard Laer! Curse her and curse you!" Said Salum, "oh…what do you have here?" He said eyeing Mr. Stone. He picked it up and immediately Camellia freaked out.
"MR. STONE!" Cried Camellia.
Salum looked at the pretty blue-gray stone and then at Camellia.
"Mr. Stone is it called? Hm…interesting, I think I'll keep Mr. Stone." He said casually.
"NO! MR. STONE! LEAVE IT BE!" Camellia shouted, she struggled to stand up, but she did holding her shoulder. "He's mine! Give Mr. Stone to me!" Camellia walked towards Salum, with her left arm reaching for The Stone.
"No! It is mine!" Salum shouted as he stepped back.
"Mr.…Stone…no…" Camellia mumbled and then fell on the ground. She fainted from the poison. Salum looked at her, deciding to leave her there or to take her prisoner. After a minute his mind is made up. He decides to leave her there to die.
"I know you'll be waiting for me, my love." Said Salum walking to the camp which was not close by.
By: SpottedTree! Yeah that's...us!
Disclaimer: We don't own anything but Salum, Camellia, Laer, and any other characters we decide to throw in that wasn't in Lord of the Rings. BY THE WAY! Everybody has an British accent, this is AFTER THE RING, Bilbo is gay and I need to go pee…so c-ya! AND ENJOY THE FIC!
Saruman's Revenge
Chapter 4 of "Saruman's Revenge"BR
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Laer yawned when she awoke. She looked around her tent for Camellia. She thought she would be next to her. She frowned and peeked out of her tent. She saw Frodo and Camellia cooking breakfast together. She also saw Legolas and Gandalf sitting on a log chatting. Laer walked over to the group.
"Good morning. Breakfast smells good!!" said Laer walking towards the group.
Camellia and Frodo looked up from their cooking; both were beaming with pride.
"It does! Camellia said it was her breakfast special!" Said Legolas smiling.
Laer looked at Camellia puzzled, never hearing of this 'Breakfast special' before.
Camellia looked up.
"Legolas and I have been getting more aquatinted! I told him a was a good cook!"
"I asked her if she wouldn't mind cooking something for us." Said Legolas.
"And she agreed to!" Added Frodo.
Laer smiled and sat down next to Legolas. Gandalf just sat there staring at the fire, smoking some pipeweed.
Laer suddenly sat rigid. Her eyes went blank, staring at something no one else could see. She started muttering over and over something in Elvish, which only Legolas and Gandalf could understand. However, what she said didn't make much sense to the two of them:
"Through the forest to the small hole in the ground.
Only one of pure heart and soul may take it and wield its power.
The stone, the stone; the stone of fire!"
Laer suddenly came out of her trance, crying out Camellia's name. She was pale by now, and gasping for breath.
Legolas and Gandalf stared at her in bewilderment, with Frodo looking on in shock and Camellia in concern. She ran to Laer's side, shaking her. "Laer, what is it? What'd you see??" she asked, while trying to calm her down.
Laer looked up into Camellia's face. "He's trying to find it... he's
trying to find the stone... we need to get there first..."
Camellia looked up towards Legolas in confusion and concern. Legolas bent down and picked Laer up off the ground, sitting her next to him on the log and putting his arm around her shaking form, while Gandalf just looked at the small elf.
Camellia and Frodo went back to cooking breakfast, with Camellia looking up ever so often at Laer.
Gandalf studied Laer for quite some time before he finally stood up and cleared his throat. "May I have a word with you, Lady Elf?" he asked, placing his pipe down.
Laer looked up at the wizard in surprise. "Yes you may…what for? Is there anything wrong?" she replied.
"No Lady Elf, there isn't, but I'd like to speak a word with you," he answered back. He turned to Legolas. "Legolas I want you to be there with me, along with Frodo. I believe we've found what were looking for."
"Gandalf, you mean The Wizard?" Legolas said looking at Laer.
Gandalf nodded his head.
"Yes Legolas, she fits the profile perfectly, save that she's a female," Gandalf replied.
Laer looked at Legolas and Gandalf in confusion. "Excuse me, but what are you talking about?" asked Laer.
"Well…we heard of a powerful wizard, known to converse with trees," Legolas answered, "and we have been searching for you for awhile. And we need your help for our mission."
"B-but why me?" Laer stammered, still not fully understanding why they wanted her and why they were searching for her.
"I think it's best if we discuss this somewhere else," Gandalf said, glancing at Camellia, who was totally unaware of what was going on.
Laer noticed Gandalf's glance and looked at Camellia.
"Frodo could you come here?" Gandalf said.
Frodo stood up and walked over to him. Camellia followed Frodo with her eyes, wondering what was up.
"I want you to be with me; we have found our wizard!" Gandalf exclaimed.
Frodo looked up at Laer. "You're the wizard! We heard you were powerful; I imagined an old man, much like Gandalf, but…you're a woman and a young one too!"
Laer blushed slightly, but she didn't know what to make of the whole thing. Camellia left her 'Breakfast Special' and joined Laer. "What's going on?" she asked.
"I really don't know Cam," Laer said shrugging her shoulders a bit, "they need me for some mission of theirs and-" Laer what cut off my Gandalf's voice.
"I'm sorry Camellia but this business is private. We need to speak to Laer alone. This is her business, and it will stay that way." aid Gandalf as Laer shook her head.
"I'm sorry Gandalf, but Camellia is both my comrade and my best friend! If she is to travel with me she must know my business as well," Laer said, feeling a bit mad.
Camellia felt like she was just in the way. And to please Gandalf she pretended to not care. "Oh that's alright Laer!" she said chuckling a bit, "I don't mind. Those kinds of talks are always boring! I'll just wait for you okay!"
Laer looked at Camellia, her eyes filled with pity. "Are you sure?" Laer asked, almost pleading for Camellia to join her.
Camellia nodded her head and smiled. "Yes! Now you go and have your talk! I'll just wander around!" she replied, her voice a little bit higher to show that she didn't mind.
"Well…alright but I wish you'd come," Laer stated and then sighed. "Don't go too far Camellia! Salum might be around here!"
Camellia nodded and went back to her breakfast.
Frodo felt kind of bad for leaving Camellia out. Gandalf, Laer, Legolas and Frodo stepped into Gandalf large tent that he shared with Legolas and Frodo. Legolas tied the curtain up and then Camellia was left all alone.
"Oh well," she sighed. She stood up and began wandering around the heavily wooded area.
Finally she came to a small river and rolled up her petticoats and stuck her feet in the cold water. She took our Mr. Stone from a pocket in her apron. Camellia sang a song while she casually tossed Mr. Stone up and then catching him. (She did this repeatedly)
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Gandalf lit his pipe and began to speak. "Now, Lady Elf, I-" but he was cut off.
"Please," Laer said, "just call me Laer."
Gandalf nodded. "You see, I have heard of your deeds from other parts of this land, and I have wondered as to how you have done such things. Granted, I didn't know you were a female, and the fact that you're an elf certainly helps to understand better, as well…"
Laer sat still with a confused expression on her face, letting the wizard's words sink in. "What deeds, exactly, are you talking about, Master Wizard?"
Gandalf chuckled. "Please, call me Gandalf. And as for the deeds, well, how about we start with the whole talking with trees, bit, hm?"
Laer stared at Gandalf without emotion, trying to decide how to answer his inquisition.
Gandalf, noticing her hesitation, asked, "How do you do it? How do you converse with trees and where did you learn this art?"
Laer looked at him in surprise. "Art? Conversing with trees, well, it's not really an art, sir. It's just something I do, really. I don't know how I do it, but I do. I just let my mind clear, and a tree enters my mind, telling me stories. Sometimes, though, more than one enters, and then… well, I think I faint or something…"
Legolas looked at Laer in interest. This lady was surprising him more and more each day. "What about your visions, milady?"
Laer looked at him. "My visions come when a tree feels it has something I need to know and can't wait for me to clear my mind. Then, it just barrages me with images. Sometimes, it's quite painful."
Gandalf nodded. "It must be. But, how did you learn you could converse with trees?"
Laer's eyes suddenly took a painful expression. Gandalf and Legolas didn't fail to notice it.
"That is a story I'd rather not tell you right now," she answered in a quiet voice.
Gandalf and Legolas were taken aback. They had not anticipated that this lovely creature had a sad past.
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Camellia looked down at her feet moving in the water. She felt something was looking at her. She looked up and saw a figure some distance away. She stopped throwing the rock and laid it on her lap.
"Mr. Stone…is that Salum?" She whispered to the stone, still keeping her eyes on the figure. The figure stood there looking at her and then he began to walk towards her. She stood up alarmed.
"Hey you!" The figure shouted, which Camellia realized it was, indeed, Salum.
Camellia stood up, dropping Mr. Stone. She must tell Laer and the others, but camp was far away. Camellia, angry with herself for not listening to Laer to stay close to camp, started running towards the camp. And at once Salum chased after her.
"Mr. Stone…I hope we make it in time!" Said Camellia reaching into her apron pocket. Mr. Stone wasn't there. Camellia franticly searched the pocket and her body, but Mr. Stone was no where to be found. Camellia realized he was at the river still. 'He must fell of my lap when I stood up!' Camellia thought.
Salum was close behind her when Camellia stopped and ran the other direction passing Salum. Salum stopped and looked at Camellia and began chasing her again.
"Mr. Stone!" Camellia cried out as she reached the river and grabbed Mr. Stone and quickly put it in her apron pocket. Mr. Stone was both valuable and dear to Camellia. If Laer found out she lost it or someone took it, she would be in an uproar!
"Got you!" Salum said as he embraced Camellia, "you thought you could get away!" Camellia struggled to get free.
"Leave me alone!" Said Camellia elbowing Salum in his side, making him drop her. Camellia fell and didn't hesitate to run.
"Curse you!" Salum said chasing her. Camellia continued running wishing she would have joined Laer. Salum took out his bow. It was difficult to catch up with her so he decided to slow he down or better yet stop her completely by hitting her with a poisoned arrow.
Salum fired an arrow at Camellia, which missed her. He stood still and shot at her for awhile until finally he got her in shoulder.
"Uh!" Camellia cried out as she the arrow struck her right shoulder. She fell down on the ground. Mr. Stone rolled out of the sallow pocket.
Salum walked over to Camellia and stood infront of her.
"I hope your happy bitch!" Salum hissed, "making me run like that! Curse you! I hope you die like those people in the village I burned!"
Camellia winced; the pain was unbearable. She felt her shoulder go numb.
"Curse…you…Salum" Said Camellia through clenched teeth.
"I'd save my breath if I were you! Those aren't ordinary arrows I've shot you with! They're poisoned my dear!" Salum said looking down at her. Her right shoulder stained with blood.
"I knew it was you when I saw you! You belong to that half wizard Laer! Curse her and curse you!" Said Salum, "oh…what do you have here?" He said eyeing Mr. Stone. He picked it up and immediately Camellia freaked out.
"MR. STONE!" Cried Camellia.
Salum looked at the pretty blue-gray stone and then at Camellia.
"Mr. Stone is it called? Hm…interesting, I think I'll keep Mr. Stone." He said casually.
"NO! MR. STONE! LEAVE IT BE!" Camellia shouted, she struggled to stand up, but she did holding her shoulder. "He's mine! Give Mr. Stone to me!" Camellia walked towards Salum, with her left arm reaching for The Stone.
"No! It is mine!" Salum shouted as he stepped back.
"Mr.…Stone…no…" Camellia mumbled and then fell on the ground. She fainted from the poison. Salum looked at her, deciding to leave her there or to take her prisoner. After a minute his mind is made up. He decides to leave her there to die.
"I know you'll be waiting for me, my love." Said Salum walking to the camp which was not close by.