title: Shrouded Eyes of Green
author: Isabel DeVore
claims: I don't own what I didn't make up.
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Chapter Four: Histories and Effort of Plans
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...the Elder Elves have erased our existence from the memories of beings...
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"I am afraid I do not know what you are talking about." Legolas informed the King.
"Do you mean to tell me you are not hear to help us? Did the Elves decide to forsake us once again?" the old King asked.
"Forsake you? Dear King of the Goblins, I have never heard of you! I still do not know where we are." Legolas exclaimed.
"Oh...the Elder Elves have erased our existence from the memories of beings, I see. Hmmm...perhaps it is time I educate you Prince Legolas." The King began. "We were once known as the Elves of the Moving Forest. All as you see it now was once beautiful and fair like we were. But the shadows of Mordor came and changed all that in the blink of an eye. Now we are what outsiders call orcs, but we call ourselves Goblins for we are not soulless creatures like they are."
Gimli interrupted, "If this was the Moving Forest that would explain the Slant Beetles, but where are all the other animals known only to your wood?"
"Much time has passed since the shadows have been here. When the shadows left all life went with them. The plants began to die ever so slowly. When they died out so did the animals and so did our food. The only things that remain are the insects and plant carcasses, which we feed on now. Though even they have been in short supply. My people are in trouble yet again. They are dying fast, those that are alive eat twice a week if they are lucky." the King replied.
"What about the Elves forsaking you? I'm still confused!" Merry squeaked out.
The King looked down at the Hobbit and smiled continuing on. "When the shadow came threw and did this, I called upon our Elven brethren to help us, but they did not. I have called upon them again. They have not answered me yet. I had thought you were sent here by them but I see now you have not. Even if you had have been ..." The Goblin King stopped what he was saying and looked at Azuriel and the Goloungs around her and spoke. "Azuriel! Take 'em Goloungs an ye two brot'ers out o' ere. I must talk wit de ones befo mes alones!" Taking her queue, Azuriel took the goblins and left and the King went on.
"Even if you had have been sent here to help us, it would have been to late for me and my people. The shadows of Mordor are approaching closer again everyday. I fear they will be here all to soon." the King's yellow eyes looked sad for a moment. Sad that his once beautiful kingdom had fallen once, and was about to finally burn. But then as quickly as the sadness came and glimmer of hope flicked in his eyes. "But it is not to late for my daughter."
"Daughter?" Pippin questioned turning toward Merry. Merry only shrugged.
"Your daughter, King?" Legolas asked.
"Yes my daughter. You have met her already, Azuriel. As you have noticed she is not a Goblin, but is a human. Though she would never admit it. But she does not have to die with the rest of us! She can live! You must get out of this forest soon or you will die too! When you leave you must take her with you! Tie her to your horse if you must, but get her out of the wood. I had to watch as my nine children were made into orcs...I would not like to see the tenth."
"We will do what you ask of us, dear King." Legolas bowed.
"Good , stay here for this night and next morn but you must leave on the eve of tomorrow. I will tell my daughter to go to you for me and that is when you must take her and run. She will try to fight you, and you can never break her will. But fight on against her, she must be taken out of this place!" the King cried.
"Of course dear King. We will save your daughter. I just wish we could save the rest of your people." Legolas said back to the King sincerely.
"As do I dear boy. As do I. Now off you four should go. To bed be you." the King ushered the four travelers off to their rooms in the old palace.
author: Isabel DeVore
claims: I don't own what I didn't make up.
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Chapter Four: Histories and Effort of Plans
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...the Elder Elves have erased our existence from the memories of beings...
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"I am afraid I do not know what you are talking about." Legolas informed the King.
"Do you mean to tell me you are not hear to help us? Did the Elves decide to forsake us once again?" the old King asked.
"Forsake you? Dear King of the Goblins, I have never heard of you! I still do not know where we are." Legolas exclaimed.
"Oh...the Elder Elves have erased our existence from the memories of beings, I see. Hmmm...perhaps it is time I educate you Prince Legolas." The King began. "We were once known as the Elves of the Moving Forest. All as you see it now was once beautiful and fair like we were. But the shadows of Mordor came and changed all that in the blink of an eye. Now we are what outsiders call orcs, but we call ourselves Goblins for we are not soulless creatures like they are."
Gimli interrupted, "If this was the Moving Forest that would explain the Slant Beetles, but where are all the other animals known only to your wood?"
"Much time has passed since the shadows have been here. When the shadows left all life went with them. The plants began to die ever so slowly. When they died out so did the animals and so did our food. The only things that remain are the insects and plant carcasses, which we feed on now. Though even they have been in short supply. My people are in trouble yet again. They are dying fast, those that are alive eat twice a week if they are lucky." the King replied.
"What about the Elves forsaking you? I'm still confused!" Merry squeaked out.
The King looked down at the Hobbit and smiled continuing on. "When the shadow came threw and did this, I called upon our Elven brethren to help us, but they did not. I have called upon them again. They have not answered me yet. I had thought you were sent here by them but I see now you have not. Even if you had have been ..." The Goblin King stopped what he was saying and looked at Azuriel and the Goloungs around her and spoke. "Azuriel! Take 'em Goloungs an ye two brot'ers out o' ere. I must talk wit de ones befo mes alones!" Taking her queue, Azuriel took the goblins and left and the King went on.
"Even if you had have been sent here to help us, it would have been to late for me and my people. The shadows of Mordor are approaching closer again everyday. I fear they will be here all to soon." the King's yellow eyes looked sad for a moment. Sad that his once beautiful kingdom had fallen once, and was about to finally burn. But then as quickly as the sadness came and glimmer of hope flicked in his eyes. "But it is not to late for my daughter."
"Daughter?" Pippin questioned turning toward Merry. Merry only shrugged.
"Your daughter, King?" Legolas asked.
"Yes my daughter. You have met her already, Azuriel. As you have noticed she is not a Goblin, but is a human. Though she would never admit it. But she does not have to die with the rest of us! She can live! You must get out of this forest soon or you will die too! When you leave you must take her with you! Tie her to your horse if you must, but get her out of the wood. I had to watch as my nine children were made into orcs...I would not like to see the tenth."
"We will do what you ask of us, dear King." Legolas bowed.
"Good , stay here for this night and next morn but you must leave on the eve of tomorrow. I will tell my daughter to go to you for me and that is when you must take her and run. She will try to fight you, and you can never break her will. But fight on against her, she must be taken out of this place!" the King cried.
"Of course dear King. We will save your daughter. I just wish we could save the rest of your people." Legolas said back to the King sincerely.
"As do I dear boy. As do I. Now off you four should go. To bed be you." the King ushered the four travelers off to their rooms in the old palace.