I do not know what possessed me to do it, but I attended the meeting. There was a chair there, as if my thoughts had been read. Sam's friend, Mr. Frodo as he called him, was there. Next to him was Gandalf the Grey, who was said to be one of the greatest wizards of all. Next to him was a group of elves, amongst them was my new friend Legolas. By the look in his eyes, he was telling me "I told you so." I chuckled at that . To a great surprise, the group of dwarves were seated next to them and they all had disgusted looks on their faces. Then was our group. Boromir, me and a few others sat side by side. All of us were arranged in a circle, and in the middle was a great stone slab. At the head of the table was a great wooden chair, almost like a throne. Lord Elrond sat there. Sam, Merry and Pippin were not present.
Once the meeting began, we spoke of dreadful things. Sauron, ruler of the dark land of Mordor, was coming back into power. We, in Gondor, had known of this for sometime, because we had been battling hundreds upon hundreds of orcs coming from Mordor. That's why my father had sent Boromir and I, for he was too busy with the ensuing forces. Boromir stood and told our story, of the long, bloody battles and of the onslaught from Mordor. Then Frodo was summoned to tell his story. It all started when his uncle Bilbo had left, and given him his whole estate, including his beloved ring. That ring turned out to be the one ring, the ring of power that was cut from Sauron's finger by Isildur, so many long years ago. Boromir and I had heard those tales when we were young, but we had always assumed that the existence of the ring was just a myth. But it came to light that the ring had passed from the hands of the loathsome creature, Gollum to the hands of Bilbo Baggins of the Shire. Then Legolas stood and gave us word that Gollum, whom the elves of Mirkwood had captured, had escaped. Gandalf then gave us news of his visit, or rather imprisonment in the tower of Orthanc, in Isengard, home of Saruman the White, leader of Gandalf's order. Saruman had fallen into the path of evil, and had become a traitor to all that is good. News was he was rounding up an army of Orcs and destroying all of the forests around Isengard. Finally, Aragorn, the ranger, told us that the Nazgûl were out and they were looking for Frodo. With all this news, my heart sank.
After that, my brother, forceful and hot-headed as he is, got up and started speaking of using the ring against Sauron, because our land was in dire need of aid from anywhere or anything. Aragorn spoke out against that idea, warning the ring corrupted any that it came in contact with. Boromir spat back, and was about to get into Aragorn's face, when Legolas jumped in between them and yelled at Boromir.
"Do you know who this is?!?!" Legolas exclaimed. "This is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, son of Aragorn and rightful heir to Isildur's throne. So some respect, please, Master Boromir." Then Legolas put his hands on Boromir's shoulders and mouthed the words "calm down" to him.
"Isildur's throne has long been abandoned. There is no heir," Boromir stated and then retreated to his chair. When he sat, I patted his hand. Gandalf and Elrond decided that someone must bear the ring to Mordor and destroy it in the fires of Mt. Doom. Legolas and his comrades volunteered for the lourney, but the dwarves wouldn't have an elf charged with a crusade of that magnitude. Then Boromir, against my wishes, stood up and volunteered, and I, having no choice, said I would accompany him. An argurment ensued, when one of the other elves said a man could not be trusted with the ring,
Finally, Frodo stood up and spoke, "I will take the ring to Mordor." All got quiet and we all turned to him. He continued, "But, I do not know the way. I will need assistance." In shock, we all took our seats.
"I will accompany you. You have my word and my sword," Aragorn said as he rose and bowed before Frodo.
"As will I," Legolas added, doing to same.
"And I will too," said Gimli, one of the dwarves. Boromir stood and pulled me up with him.
"As will we," he said, as he stood up straight and tall.
"Don't forget about us!!" came a couple of small voices behind us. We all turned and saw Merry, Pippin and Sam run to join Frodo's side.
Lord Elrond then spoke, "well, then that's how it's going to be, the Fellowship of the Ring."
Once the meeting began, we spoke of dreadful things. Sauron, ruler of the dark land of Mordor, was coming back into power. We, in Gondor, had known of this for sometime, because we had been battling hundreds upon hundreds of orcs coming from Mordor. That's why my father had sent Boromir and I, for he was too busy with the ensuing forces. Boromir stood and told our story, of the long, bloody battles and of the onslaught from Mordor. Then Frodo was summoned to tell his story. It all started when his uncle Bilbo had left, and given him his whole estate, including his beloved ring. That ring turned out to be the one ring, the ring of power that was cut from Sauron's finger by Isildur, so many long years ago. Boromir and I had heard those tales when we were young, but we had always assumed that the existence of the ring was just a myth. But it came to light that the ring had passed from the hands of the loathsome creature, Gollum to the hands of Bilbo Baggins of the Shire. Then Legolas stood and gave us word that Gollum, whom the elves of Mirkwood had captured, had escaped. Gandalf then gave us news of his visit, or rather imprisonment in the tower of Orthanc, in Isengard, home of Saruman the White, leader of Gandalf's order. Saruman had fallen into the path of evil, and had become a traitor to all that is good. News was he was rounding up an army of Orcs and destroying all of the forests around Isengard. Finally, Aragorn, the ranger, told us that the Nazgûl were out and they were looking for Frodo. With all this news, my heart sank.
After that, my brother, forceful and hot-headed as he is, got up and started speaking of using the ring against Sauron, because our land was in dire need of aid from anywhere or anything. Aragorn spoke out against that idea, warning the ring corrupted any that it came in contact with. Boromir spat back, and was about to get into Aragorn's face, when Legolas jumped in between them and yelled at Boromir.
"Do you know who this is?!?!" Legolas exclaimed. "This is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, son of Aragorn and rightful heir to Isildur's throne. So some respect, please, Master Boromir." Then Legolas put his hands on Boromir's shoulders and mouthed the words "calm down" to him.
"Isildur's throne has long been abandoned. There is no heir," Boromir stated and then retreated to his chair. When he sat, I patted his hand. Gandalf and Elrond decided that someone must bear the ring to Mordor and destroy it in the fires of Mt. Doom. Legolas and his comrades volunteered for the lourney, but the dwarves wouldn't have an elf charged with a crusade of that magnitude. Then Boromir, against my wishes, stood up and volunteered, and I, having no choice, said I would accompany him. An argurment ensued, when one of the other elves said a man could not be trusted with the ring,
Finally, Frodo stood up and spoke, "I will take the ring to Mordor." All got quiet and we all turned to him. He continued, "But, I do not know the way. I will need assistance." In shock, we all took our seats.
"I will accompany you. You have my word and my sword," Aragorn said as he rose and bowed before Frodo.
"As will I," Legolas added, doing to same.
"And I will too," said Gimli, one of the dwarves. Boromir stood and pulled me up with him.
"As will we," he said, as he stood up straight and tall.
"Don't forget about us!!" came a couple of small voices behind us. We all turned and saw Merry, Pippin and Sam run to join Frodo's side.
Lord Elrond then spoke, "well, then that's how it's going to be, the Fellowship of the Ring."