Gordo was now suspicious of everyone. He couldn't help it. There were too many visions, too many whispers into his ear.
As they were setting up for dinner, Gordo heard Aragorn call him from the woods. Suspiciously, he walked over to him, but not before he grabbed a dagger. (gift from Boramir) And just as he had suspected, Aragorn made a leap for him. As he did. the dagger sliced open his arm, and hetook a startled jump back. He looked at Gordo, and shook a dazed look off his face.
"I'm so sorry. I dont' know what came over me! The last thing I remember is waking me up adn whispering a spell over me."
"Really? Gordo asked him. He felt bad about cutting him open. "What happened, what did he say?"
"He was mumbling something," he started "But I didn't understand him. Look, this isn't gonna go away. You have to stay away from me, you knocked me out of it once, but I doubt you can do it again."
Meanwhile, Gandalf was listening in on them. Nice, old Gandalf. But he wasn't so nice now. "I'll get that Aragorn! That crystal will be mine and He'll get it for me!!!" All of a sudden it was as if Gandalf got a sudden headache. "No!" he said to himself. He knew that he loved Frodo and Gordo and all of the fellowship, but he also wanted the crystal. He wanted to know that he could reign over Gordo and the world he came from. The crystal took over him like the ring took over the humans.
He had to do something. He absolutely had to. He couldn't hurt them. The ring had to get to Khazad Dum, and Gordo had to be there with his crystal. That meant only one thing, Gandalf had to drag himself away. But could he? Could he really? No, he thought not
Then he looked ahead. The wooden rope bridge. The raging water underneath it. Could he bring himself to do that? He thought he could. So he sat, and wrote a note, and stuck it into his pocket after putting a seal spell on it. It woulld open once the ring was destroyed. But now something else had to be destoyed. Something else, or someone...
As they were setting up for dinner, Gordo heard Aragorn call him from the woods. Suspiciously, he walked over to him, but not before he grabbed a dagger. (gift from Boramir) And just as he had suspected, Aragorn made a leap for him. As he did. the dagger sliced open his arm, and hetook a startled jump back. He looked at Gordo, and shook a dazed look off his face.
"I'm so sorry. I dont' know what came over me! The last thing I remember is waking me up adn whispering a spell over me."
"Really? Gordo asked him. He felt bad about cutting him open. "What happened, what did he say?"
"He was mumbling something," he started "But I didn't understand him. Look, this isn't gonna go away. You have to stay away from me, you knocked me out of it once, but I doubt you can do it again."
Meanwhile, Gandalf was listening in on them. Nice, old Gandalf. But he wasn't so nice now. "I'll get that Aragorn! That crystal will be mine and He'll get it for me!!!" All of a sudden it was as if Gandalf got a sudden headache. "No!" he said to himself. He knew that he loved Frodo and Gordo and all of the fellowship, but he also wanted the crystal. He wanted to know that he could reign over Gordo and the world he came from. The crystal took over him like the ring took over the humans.
He had to do something. He absolutely had to. He couldn't hurt them. The ring had to get to Khazad Dum, and Gordo had to be there with his crystal. That meant only one thing, Gandalf had to drag himself away. But could he? Could he really? No, he thought not
Then he looked ahead. The wooden rope bridge. The raging water underneath it. Could he bring himself to do that? He thought he could. So he sat, and wrote a note, and stuck it into his pocket after putting a seal spell on it. It woulld open once the ring was destroyed. But now something else had to be destoyed. Something else, or someone...