The climb up the mountain was rocky but smooth at first. Every once and a
while Lintelossëwen could see a flash of gray. Eriâion was following them
closely. His wounds were healed now and he was getting bolder every day.
Lintelossëwen knew that it was only a matter of time before he made his
move.
"I can't believe that we didn't get breakfast." Gimli complained.
"Yeah," Tarlammenion agreed, "And can't we slow down a little bit?" Lintelossëwen didn't want to slow down; she wanted to put as much distance between Eriâion and them as possible. They came to a steep wall of rock. Oh great, Lintelossëwen thought, now we have to double back. Unless…
"Legolas, give me your rope. I'll toss it down for you when I reach the top." Lintelossëwen said.
"Your crazy, that must be a fifty foot drop. You'll never make it." Tarlammenion said.
"Tarlammenion's right, it's just too dangerous. We can always just double back." Legolas said.
"This is the quickest way up the mountain. It will take us another half a day to find another way." Lintelossëwen protested; she looked Legolas straight into the eyes.
"I can do this," She said, "Trust me." Legolas reluctantly handed her the rope.
"Please be careful." Legolas pleaded.
"I will." Lintelossëwen said, she looked at Gimli and Tarlammenion, "Wish me luck."
"Break a leg," Tarlammenion quipped.
"Ha ha, very funny." Lintelossëwen said studying the wall looking for the best way to start her treacherous climb.
"Oh, and keep an eye out for Eriâion. I don't want to get shot in the back." She said and with that she began to climb. She moved up pretty smoothly; she didn't run into any trouble until she was almost to the top. She slipped and nearly fell, but she regained her grip. Lintelossëwen looked around and tried to plan her next move. There were no more hand or footholds. She looked up; she was only a few feet from the top.
"Gya'she," She cursed, she was so close, she couldn't give up now.
"What's the hold up?" Gimli called from the ground.
"I've ran into a bit of a snag." Lintelossëwen yelled back.
"You want some advice?" Tarlammenion called, "Don't fall."
"Oh," Lintelossëwen mumbled sarcastically, "Is that all I have to do?" Then she noticed it, a root sticking out. Maybe if she leapt up she could grab hold of it and pull herself up. But she would only get one shot, and the root may not be that sturdy. She decided to risk it. Lintelossëwen took a deep breath and pushed up with all her might. She grabbed on to the root and she could hear it begin to crack. She tensed up and prepared to fall. But the root held. She pulled herself up onto the ledge. She lay on the ground for a moment; sweat trickled down her face. She was exhausted. She secured the rope and tossed it down to her companions. In a few moments they all stood at the top of the ledge.
"Alright, let's go." Lintelossëwen said, she rolled up the rope and put it in her pack and started to walk away.
"Wait a minuet," Legolas said, "We just climbed a fifty foot wall, can we stop and rest for a while?" Lintelossëwen frowned; they had gained a good two hours on Eriâion. Despite her exhaustion she didn't want to loose their advantage.
"Yeah, what's the hurry anyway? The dwarf kingdoms not going anywhere." Tarlammenion said. Lintelossëwen only stared at him. He doesn't know that we're being hunted, she thought, of course he wouldn't know he's too naive for that.
"You can stay here if you want but I'm leaving," Lintelossëwen said and she walked on. The others grudgingly followed her. I took them another day and a half to reach the town on the other side of the mountain. The whole time Lintelossëwen didn't see or hear Eriâion. But she knew that it would be foolish to hope she was rid of him for good. Well, she was safe for the time being anyway. They got rooms at the inn/pub near the outskirts of town. Lintelossëwen took a bath, put on some clean clothes and went down to the pub. Legolas was finishing his supper; his face lit up with a smile when Lintelossëwen entered the room. She walked over to the bar and ordered a drink, when she did the bartender gave her the oddest look. Elves rarely ever drank. And as far as this bartender knew they didn't drink at all. In all of Lintelossëwen's travels she had developed a taste for beer.
"Didn't you hear me?" Lintelossëwen asked the dazed bartender. "I said I would like a beer, please."
"Are you sure?" The bartender asked, confused. Lintelossëwen rolled her eyes and put some money on the counter. She was use to weird looks by bartenders, but she knew that if she paid he would give her a drink anyway. And she needed it; it had been a long week. The bartender took the money.
"What ever you say, miss." He said and he quickly poured her a drink from the tap. Lintelossëwen took it.
"Thank you." She said politely. She could feel the bartender gaping at her as she took a swig. She put the glass down and looked at him.
"You know, if you tilt the glass when you pour the beer there's less foam." She said. The bartender stopped staring and went to tend to his other customers. Lintelossëwen smiled to her self and took another big gulp of her beer. She was already starting to get that pleasant lightheaded sensation. She could feel Legolas standing at her side.
"I'm going to bed, care to join me." He whispered into her ear. She grinned.
"Go on up without me, I'll be up in a while. I want a beer or two." Lintelossëwen said.
"Don't make me wait too long," Legolas said seductively, and he turned and left. Lintelossëwen finished her drink and ordered another. She noticed a man staring at her from across the room. He was tall, dark and hansom. He wore a simple vest that showed off his bulging muscles. He smiled and eventually he went over to her.
"Lle naa vanima." He said to her. Lintelossëwen looked at him, shocked. I don't even know this guy and already he's telling me I'm beautiful, she thought, well at least he tells it how it is. Wait a minute…
"You speak elvish?" She asked, astonished.
"I speak a little," The young man replied, "Elves have always fascinated me." He gazed at her. Is this guy hitting on me? Lintelossëwen wondered.
"You know," The young man continued, "I've never seen an elf drink before."
"Yeah, well, I've never seen a human a cute as you before," Lintelossëwen countered. Did she really just say that? The man smiled and looked her up and down.
"Come to my room with me?" He asked. Lintelossëwen began to feel a little dizzy; maybe she should have stopped at two beers.
"I shouldn't," She said, "I'm kinda with someone."
"He doesn't have to find out." The man said suggestively. Lintelossëwen looked at him. He is attractive… No, she couldn't do that to Legolas, could she?
"I'm sorry." She said, she truly was.
"Your lips say no, but your body says yes," The man said, he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Come on." He said, he pulled Lintelossëwen to her feet. She stumbled a little. The tall hansom stranger helped her up to his room. Once he got her there he closed the door. He kissed her. Lintelossëwen could feel his tongue exploring her mouth. Her head spun. Lintelossëwen knew this was a bad idea, but she lost control of her desire.
"A helta ar caita caimanna." She said to the raven-haired man; she wondered if he knew enough elvish to understand what she just said. Obviously he did because he obediently took off his clothes and laid down on the bed. She stared for a moment at his naked muscle bound body. She took off her own clothes and laid down beside him on the bed. He rolled over on top of her. Lintelossëwen remembered little after that; all she remembered was some moaning and thrusting. And then she woke up; her actions suddenly weighed down on her mind. Just thinking about what she had just done made her sick to her stomach. She rose clumsily off the bed, and threw on her clothes.
"Where are you going?" A voice asked from the bed.
"I've made a huge mistake." She said and she rushed out the door, but she was still a little drunk. She stumbled and fell, and found herself staring at someone's feet. She looked up, it was Legolas.
"Legolas" She said in surprise. Legolas helped her to her feet.
"Lintelossëwen where were you? I waited but…" Legolas' voice trailed off, he was staring over Lintelossëwen's shoulder. She turned around; the tall raven-haired man was standing in his doorway.
"This is the guy your 'with'?" He asked with a laugh. Legolas gave Lintelossëwen a horrified look. Tears began to form in his eyes. He turned and ran down the hall.
"Legolas, wait!" She cried, she tried to chase after him, but she stumbled and fell yet again. Oh my Gods! What have I done? She thought, then she blacked out.
"I can't believe that we didn't get breakfast." Gimli complained.
"Yeah," Tarlammenion agreed, "And can't we slow down a little bit?" Lintelossëwen didn't want to slow down; she wanted to put as much distance between Eriâion and them as possible. They came to a steep wall of rock. Oh great, Lintelossëwen thought, now we have to double back. Unless…
"Legolas, give me your rope. I'll toss it down for you when I reach the top." Lintelossëwen said.
"Your crazy, that must be a fifty foot drop. You'll never make it." Tarlammenion said.
"Tarlammenion's right, it's just too dangerous. We can always just double back." Legolas said.
"This is the quickest way up the mountain. It will take us another half a day to find another way." Lintelossëwen protested; she looked Legolas straight into the eyes.
"I can do this," She said, "Trust me." Legolas reluctantly handed her the rope.
"Please be careful." Legolas pleaded.
"I will." Lintelossëwen said, she looked at Gimli and Tarlammenion, "Wish me luck."
"Break a leg," Tarlammenion quipped.
"Ha ha, very funny." Lintelossëwen said studying the wall looking for the best way to start her treacherous climb.
"Oh, and keep an eye out for Eriâion. I don't want to get shot in the back." She said and with that she began to climb. She moved up pretty smoothly; she didn't run into any trouble until she was almost to the top. She slipped and nearly fell, but she regained her grip. Lintelossëwen looked around and tried to plan her next move. There were no more hand or footholds. She looked up; she was only a few feet from the top.
"Gya'she," She cursed, she was so close, she couldn't give up now.
"What's the hold up?" Gimli called from the ground.
"I've ran into a bit of a snag." Lintelossëwen yelled back.
"You want some advice?" Tarlammenion called, "Don't fall."
"Oh," Lintelossëwen mumbled sarcastically, "Is that all I have to do?" Then she noticed it, a root sticking out. Maybe if she leapt up she could grab hold of it and pull herself up. But she would only get one shot, and the root may not be that sturdy. She decided to risk it. Lintelossëwen took a deep breath and pushed up with all her might. She grabbed on to the root and she could hear it begin to crack. She tensed up and prepared to fall. But the root held. She pulled herself up onto the ledge. She lay on the ground for a moment; sweat trickled down her face. She was exhausted. She secured the rope and tossed it down to her companions. In a few moments they all stood at the top of the ledge.
"Alright, let's go." Lintelossëwen said, she rolled up the rope and put it in her pack and started to walk away.
"Wait a minuet," Legolas said, "We just climbed a fifty foot wall, can we stop and rest for a while?" Lintelossëwen frowned; they had gained a good two hours on Eriâion. Despite her exhaustion she didn't want to loose their advantage.
"Yeah, what's the hurry anyway? The dwarf kingdoms not going anywhere." Tarlammenion said. Lintelossëwen only stared at him. He doesn't know that we're being hunted, she thought, of course he wouldn't know he's too naive for that.
"You can stay here if you want but I'm leaving," Lintelossëwen said and she walked on. The others grudgingly followed her. I took them another day and a half to reach the town on the other side of the mountain. The whole time Lintelossëwen didn't see or hear Eriâion. But she knew that it would be foolish to hope she was rid of him for good. Well, she was safe for the time being anyway. They got rooms at the inn/pub near the outskirts of town. Lintelossëwen took a bath, put on some clean clothes and went down to the pub. Legolas was finishing his supper; his face lit up with a smile when Lintelossëwen entered the room. She walked over to the bar and ordered a drink, when she did the bartender gave her the oddest look. Elves rarely ever drank. And as far as this bartender knew they didn't drink at all. In all of Lintelossëwen's travels she had developed a taste for beer.
"Didn't you hear me?" Lintelossëwen asked the dazed bartender. "I said I would like a beer, please."
"Are you sure?" The bartender asked, confused. Lintelossëwen rolled her eyes and put some money on the counter. She was use to weird looks by bartenders, but she knew that if she paid he would give her a drink anyway. And she needed it; it had been a long week. The bartender took the money.
"What ever you say, miss." He said and he quickly poured her a drink from the tap. Lintelossëwen took it.
"Thank you." She said politely. She could feel the bartender gaping at her as she took a swig. She put the glass down and looked at him.
"You know, if you tilt the glass when you pour the beer there's less foam." She said. The bartender stopped staring and went to tend to his other customers. Lintelossëwen smiled to her self and took another big gulp of her beer. She was already starting to get that pleasant lightheaded sensation. She could feel Legolas standing at her side.
"I'm going to bed, care to join me." He whispered into her ear. She grinned.
"Go on up without me, I'll be up in a while. I want a beer or two." Lintelossëwen said.
"Don't make me wait too long," Legolas said seductively, and he turned and left. Lintelossëwen finished her drink and ordered another. She noticed a man staring at her from across the room. He was tall, dark and hansom. He wore a simple vest that showed off his bulging muscles. He smiled and eventually he went over to her.
"Lle naa vanima." He said to her. Lintelossëwen looked at him, shocked. I don't even know this guy and already he's telling me I'm beautiful, she thought, well at least he tells it how it is. Wait a minute…
"You speak elvish?" She asked, astonished.
"I speak a little," The young man replied, "Elves have always fascinated me." He gazed at her. Is this guy hitting on me? Lintelossëwen wondered.
"You know," The young man continued, "I've never seen an elf drink before."
"Yeah, well, I've never seen a human a cute as you before," Lintelossëwen countered. Did she really just say that? The man smiled and looked her up and down.
"Come to my room with me?" He asked. Lintelossëwen began to feel a little dizzy; maybe she should have stopped at two beers.
"I shouldn't," She said, "I'm kinda with someone."
"He doesn't have to find out." The man said suggestively. Lintelossëwen looked at him. He is attractive… No, she couldn't do that to Legolas, could she?
"I'm sorry." She said, she truly was.
"Your lips say no, but your body says yes," The man said, he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Come on." He said, he pulled Lintelossëwen to her feet. She stumbled a little. The tall hansom stranger helped her up to his room. Once he got her there he closed the door. He kissed her. Lintelossëwen could feel his tongue exploring her mouth. Her head spun. Lintelossëwen knew this was a bad idea, but she lost control of her desire.
"A helta ar caita caimanna." She said to the raven-haired man; she wondered if he knew enough elvish to understand what she just said. Obviously he did because he obediently took off his clothes and laid down on the bed. She stared for a moment at his naked muscle bound body. She took off her own clothes and laid down beside him on the bed. He rolled over on top of her. Lintelossëwen remembered little after that; all she remembered was some moaning and thrusting. And then she woke up; her actions suddenly weighed down on her mind. Just thinking about what she had just done made her sick to her stomach. She rose clumsily off the bed, and threw on her clothes.
"Where are you going?" A voice asked from the bed.
"I've made a huge mistake." She said and she rushed out the door, but she was still a little drunk. She stumbled and fell, and found herself staring at someone's feet. She looked up, it was Legolas.
"Legolas" She said in surprise. Legolas helped her to her feet.
"Lintelossëwen where were you? I waited but…" Legolas' voice trailed off, he was staring over Lintelossëwen's shoulder. She turned around; the tall raven-haired man was standing in his doorway.
"This is the guy your 'with'?" He asked with a laugh. Legolas gave Lintelossëwen a horrified look. Tears began to form in his eyes. He turned and ran down the hall.
"Legolas, wait!" She cried, she tried to chase after him, but she stumbled and fell yet again. Oh my Gods! What have I done? She thought, then she blacked out.