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LADY OF THE WOODS
Much that one was is lost
For none now live who remember it.
It began with the forging of the great rings.
Three were given to the Elves:
Immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings.
Seven to the dwarf lords:
Great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls.
And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men who,
above all else, desire power.
For within these rings was bound the will
and power to govern each race.
But they were, all of them, deceived;
for another ring was made.
In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom,
the Dark Lord Sauron forged, in secret, a master ring.
And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice
and his will to dominate all life.
One ring to rule them all.
One by one, the free lands of Middle-earth fell
to the power of the ring.
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"Stay close, young hobbits. They say a great sorceress lives here, an elf- witch of terrible power. All those who look upon her fall under her spell, and are never seen again." Gimli tells them as if he has great experience in these matters. Legolas looked back at Elen and grinned. He knew what she was thinking. 'Frodo. Your coming is as the footsteps of doom. You bring a great evil here, Ring bearer.' Galadriel's voice echoes in Frodo's mind, and he looks around him trying to find the source of that voice. "Well, this is one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily! I have the eyes of a hawk, and the ears of a fox!" Gimli says boasting, shame he doesn't see what happened next otherwise he wouldn't have said anything. Suddenly, they are all surrounded by elves with drawn bows. "The dwarf breathes so loudly we could have shot him in the dark." Haldir, guardian of Lorien says to them, his arrow is trained on the dwarf. Haldir's eyes are drawn to Elen. Recognition in them. "Haldir of Lorien. We have come for help. We need your protection." Aragorn draws his attention back to the matter at hand. Haldir shakes himself out of his reverie and returns his gaze to Aragorn. "Aragorn, these woods are perilous! We should go back!" Gimli shouts out to Aragorn. Boromir looks around him and surveys the area. Many elves surrounded them. "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." Haldir said to them, he then turned and assumed that they would follow and follow they did, if any of the Lorien elves were to insist it. They enter the elf city in the trees, and are brought before Celeborn and Galadriel.
Elen stood aside while Galadriel speaks to the fellowship. Haldir comes to stand next to her. "Nae saian luume'" it has been too long. Haldir says to her. She looks at him. "Greetings Haldir, and yes it has been long". She nods to him giving him a smile. "I would like to have a moment with you maiden of light". He tells her softly. "Haldir, do not call me that here" she begs him. "It is what you are to your people, I am acknowledging it". He argues. "Very well, but please call me by my name". She implored. "Elen, the very name that made you what you are". Haldir says with some contempt. "Haldir, my name is not my fate, my heart is, if I love Legolas it is my decision, do you judge Arwen for loving a mortal?" she asked him, more than once, had he annoyed her like this, not many did, but Haldir seemed to be one of those few. Point made, he laid off. "I apologize maiden, it has been long since we last met, and I still smart over what we argued". He bowed slightly. "We spoke Haldir, no more, you are guardian of Lorien, and I am guardian of these lands, which is also my destiny". She told him laying a hand on his arm. "And what of your bond with the knight of Gondor?" he asked her. "I hold him in high esteem, he is dear to my friend, and I would hold him safe for her". Haldir nodded accepting this as fact. Elves held in high esteem friendships with all beings, well that was except dwarves whom elves did not like.
Galadriel walked over to them. Haldir bowed and stepped back into the shadows. "Maiden of Light, it has been a long time since I last saw you, even now your light diminishes". Galadriel spoke to her in her mind, for some things that she spoke of it was never made public, elves valued privacy above all else. "My lady much has happened since that day and yes i am dying". Elen replied also using her mind. "so it is true, but would you let your mind rule your heart and take your life?, and much more will happen, your faith will be tested". The elf queen told her. "I do not understand". Elen looked around her then came back to rest her gaze upon Galadriel. "You have offered the light to Boromir, to what purpose maiden?, your soul is fading and yet you aim to save the life of another without no thought as to your own mortality". Galadriel stated. "Yes, my visions told me that if he were not careful he would die, as for the other, much is yet to be said Lady, i love legolas yes, but the time for that is far, we have other obligations, such as guarding the ringbearer". "And you put it upon yourself to save him; you are not a savior maiden, but a guiding hand". Galadriel stated the obvious. As if Elen did not know that. "I may not be a savior but if I can stop pride and guilt killing a man I will, that is my fate, it is a part of my name my lady". "and it may be the end of yours, since before your birth you were destined to join with Legolas, a path that has not run smoothly since something has always happened to forsake that but you are now together that is why you cannot wait no longer, you will not have survived another 1000 years without him, he is the light to your star, although dangerous times come you will succeed if it is your hearts desire, you who have been called Star since the beginning of time'. Galadriel told her. "My end is yet to come lady, I have much to do". Elen told her. Galadriel smiled. She always enjoyed her talks with Elen; the maiden offered her arguments worth waiting so many years for. The maiden was not afraid to question her. "The half elven has progressed much since you left her in Gondor, she has become fast friends with the one you call Elyssia". Elen smiled. "Nightsword is a good friend, she trusted me when there was no reason to, and many had treated her as a thief when their people had left those ways long ago". Elen told her. They both watched as Legolas came over to them. He bowed to them in respect.
"Prince Legolas, it is good to see Mirkwood elves in this realm, your skills are much needed in this task". Galadriel told him. "Lady, I am pleased to be here, much evil dwells in the land, and the time is past for such pettiness that exists within all races when we must all join to fight for the freedom of our lands'. He put his hand over his heart while replying to her. Galadriel nodded in agreement and moved off to speak with Aragorn.
Aragorn eyed the elf queen warily, he trusted the elves true, but he had never met or had counsel with their queen, and so he did not know what to expect. "I have never before seen her kind, Lady, she is a remarkable ranger, one that shows no fear, yet her race is not known to me". Aragorn stated to the elf queen. Hoping that she would answer his questions. "Her race is the Moon Elves, they are the wisest amongst us, they have the gift to cloak the weaker minds so that they are not seen, and are also granted with visions of the future whatever they may be". Galadriel answered. "She is one of true beauty, she has no thought for herself, and she gives freely". Aragorn looked down. "Elen is one of her kind, many do not exist, she has chosen to remain in this land for Legolas, otherwise she would have died a long time ago, she is the Maiden of Light of her people, and she has the skills to heal the dead even if it means death to their own". Galadriel moved off with Celeborn after that and did not return.
Legolas moved to stand beside her. "You know Haldir?" Legolas asked her. Elen looked down. So that had not escaped his notice. "My home is Lorien Legolas; I made it my home after I left Mirkwood". She told him. He looked at her sharply then faced her fully. "Did you join with him?" he asked her softly. She looked into his eyes. "No, I did not join with him, we were odd friends, he does not understand me like you do, and he questions all my beliefs". She told him. Legolas didn't answer; he merely moved to her side again and observed what was happening around them. She stood still and silent. They made their way to the tent set up by the elves for their rest. Pippin was standing outside listening to music that the elves were playing. A sweet voice fills the air. "A lament to Gandalf". Legolas tells him. "What are they saying about him?" pippin asks. Elen looks at Legolas. Not sure what he would respond. "I have not the heart to tell you, for me the grief is still to near". Legolas tells him softly. Pippin nods and then turns and heads back to his tent. Elen takes the elf's hand. 'i would not have you grieve on your own legolas, i am here to help you bear your burden". Legolas looked at her stunned. She led him to their tent. She pulls him to lie down with her, and lays his head on her chest, she embraces him giving him comfort, and reassurance that the light was there and it would shine always. She wanted to tell him so much that Gandalf would come back, but what puzzled her was that Galadriel herself did not know it, either that or she did not want to make it known.
For that moment the elves are in their own world.
The company sleeps, and when Galadriel passes, only Frodo wakes. He follows her to a basin set in stone, which she fills with water from a silver urn. "Will you look into the mirror?" Galadriel asks Frodo who seems unsure of what he is doing. He is in need of guidance. "What will I see?" Frodo asks unsure, his voice trembles. Galadriel looks sideways at him. "Not even the wisest can say, for the mirror shows many things. Things that are, things that were, and some things that have not yet come to pass." Frodo looks into the mirror, and sees Legolas, Elen, Merry and Pippin, then Sam. The Shire as it was, then the Shire ravaged, overrun with orcs and Sam in chains. Then the Eye appears, and the Ring grows heavier, trying to pull itself down into the mirror. Frodo snatches it away, falls backward onto the ground. Galadriel is still eyeing him, her power coming to the fore. "I know what it is you have seen, for it is also in my mind. It is what will come to pass if you should fail. The Fellowship is breaking. Already it has begun. He will try to take the ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one, it will destroy them all." Frodo holds the ring in his hand and looks up at the elf queen. 'If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.' "You offer it to me freely. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this." Galadriel asks, surprise on her face. Her hand reaching out to take it, but common sense of the elven blood seemed to be taking over. A dark light comes over her as she touches the power of the One Ring. She spreads her arms and a mighty wind blows, the light that shone in her that made her ethereal now shone all around her "Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!" Galadriel backs away from the Ring, but for a moment, she looks old, and it seems to bring her no joy to have done the right thing. "I passed the test. I will diminish, and go into the west, and remain Galadriel." She says mostly to herself, but Frodo heard her. "I cannot do this alone." Frodo tells her, wishing still for some advice. "You are a Ring bearer, Frodo. To bear a ring of power is to be alone. This task was appointed to you, and if you do not find a way, no one will." Galadriel tells him. "Then, I know what I must do. It's just I am afraid to do it." He tells her; at that instant he looks so small, so like a child. "Even the smallest person can change the course of the future." The elven queen responds before turning away and retracing her steps back to her lair.
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The company departs in three small boats. The elven queen places a kiss on top of Frodo's head. 'Farewell, Frodo Baggins. I give you the light of Earendil, our most beloved star. Numarii. May it be a light for you in dark places, where all other lights go out.' The Lorien elves bid them goodbye, in silence, some lifting their hands to them, others just watching them go. For that moment there was no sound, no sweet music, and no soft voice on the breeze. For no wind caressed the lands at this moment, the only thing that could be heard was the gentle splashing of oar hitting and entering the water.
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The Uruk-Hai are on the march - traveling in light and without fear. They are pulled to the company from afar.
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The company comes to a bend in the river and Aragorn taps Frodo's shoulder.
"Frodo. The Aragornath. Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old, my kin." Aragorn tells him of the stories of old. There are two enormous statues of men in armor flanking the river, their left hands outstretched in a gesture of warding. The company goes past them, into a lake, where they find an old moorage and beach their boats. "We cross at nightfall, hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north." Aragorn tells them all. The hobbits set up camp. Legolas keeping guard although none of them notice that Elen is missing. Gimli scoffs at Aragorn "Oh? Just a simple matter of finding our way across Emyn Muil, an impassable labyrinth of razor-sharp rocks! And then it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands as far as the eye can see!" "That is our road, sir dwarf. Perhaps you should take some rest, and recover your strength." Aragorn raises his voice just a bit, the ranger had endless patience but sometimes it was tried. "Recover my.!" Gimli said but stopped when he saw the deadly glare that the elf prince bestowed on him. "We should leave now." Legolas turned to Aragorn and advised. "No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for the cover of darkness." Aragorn argues. "It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat have been growing in my mind. Something draws near, I can feel it." Legolas told him softly. Aragorn observed the elf. He had never under estimated their instincts, and he glanced around him noticing that the elven ranger was nowhere to be seen, he was about to question Legolas if he knew her whereabouts when Merry returned from gathering firewood. "Recover my strength! Pay no heed to that, young hobbits." Gimli said to the hobbits. At least they listened to him. "Where is Frodo?" merry asks interrupting the dwarf. Suddenly everyone stops what they are doing and notice that as well. Aragorn looks around and realizes Boromir is also missing. "And where is the maiden?" he finally asks Legolas.
LADY OF THE WOODS
Much that one was is lost
For none now live who remember it.
It began with the forging of the great rings.
Three were given to the Elves:
Immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings.
Seven to the dwarf lords:
Great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls.
And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of men who,
above all else, desire power.
For within these rings was bound the will
and power to govern each race.
But they were, all of them, deceived;
for another ring was made.
In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom,
the Dark Lord Sauron forged, in secret, a master ring.
And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice
and his will to dominate all life.
One ring to rule them all.
One by one, the free lands of Middle-earth fell
to the power of the ring.
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"Stay close, young hobbits. They say a great sorceress lives here, an elf- witch of terrible power. All those who look upon her fall under her spell, and are never seen again." Gimli tells them as if he has great experience in these matters. Legolas looked back at Elen and grinned. He knew what she was thinking. 'Frodo. Your coming is as the footsteps of doom. You bring a great evil here, Ring bearer.' Galadriel's voice echoes in Frodo's mind, and he looks around him trying to find the source of that voice. "Well, this is one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily! I have the eyes of a hawk, and the ears of a fox!" Gimli says boasting, shame he doesn't see what happened next otherwise he wouldn't have said anything. Suddenly, they are all surrounded by elves with drawn bows. "The dwarf breathes so loudly we could have shot him in the dark." Haldir, guardian of Lorien says to them, his arrow is trained on the dwarf. Haldir's eyes are drawn to Elen. Recognition in them. "Haldir of Lorien. We have come for help. We need your protection." Aragorn draws his attention back to the matter at hand. Haldir shakes himself out of his reverie and returns his gaze to Aragorn. "Aragorn, these woods are perilous! We should go back!" Gimli shouts out to Aragorn. Boromir looks around him and surveys the area. Many elves surrounded them. "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." Haldir said to them, he then turned and assumed that they would follow and follow they did, if any of the Lorien elves were to insist it. They enter the elf city in the trees, and are brought before Celeborn and Galadriel.
Elen stood aside while Galadriel speaks to the fellowship. Haldir comes to stand next to her. "Nae saian luume'" it has been too long. Haldir says to her. She looks at him. "Greetings Haldir, and yes it has been long". She nods to him giving him a smile. "I would like to have a moment with you maiden of light". He tells her softly. "Haldir, do not call me that here" she begs him. "It is what you are to your people, I am acknowledging it". He argues. "Very well, but please call me by my name". She implored. "Elen, the very name that made you what you are". Haldir says with some contempt. "Haldir, my name is not my fate, my heart is, if I love Legolas it is my decision, do you judge Arwen for loving a mortal?" she asked him, more than once, had he annoyed her like this, not many did, but Haldir seemed to be one of those few. Point made, he laid off. "I apologize maiden, it has been long since we last met, and I still smart over what we argued". He bowed slightly. "We spoke Haldir, no more, you are guardian of Lorien, and I am guardian of these lands, which is also my destiny". She told him laying a hand on his arm. "And what of your bond with the knight of Gondor?" he asked her. "I hold him in high esteem, he is dear to my friend, and I would hold him safe for her". Haldir nodded accepting this as fact. Elves held in high esteem friendships with all beings, well that was except dwarves whom elves did not like.
Galadriel walked over to them. Haldir bowed and stepped back into the shadows. "Maiden of Light, it has been a long time since I last saw you, even now your light diminishes". Galadriel spoke to her in her mind, for some things that she spoke of it was never made public, elves valued privacy above all else. "My lady much has happened since that day and yes i am dying". Elen replied also using her mind. "so it is true, but would you let your mind rule your heart and take your life?, and much more will happen, your faith will be tested". The elf queen told her. "I do not understand". Elen looked around her then came back to rest her gaze upon Galadriel. "You have offered the light to Boromir, to what purpose maiden?, your soul is fading and yet you aim to save the life of another without no thought as to your own mortality". Galadriel stated. "Yes, my visions told me that if he were not careful he would die, as for the other, much is yet to be said Lady, i love legolas yes, but the time for that is far, we have other obligations, such as guarding the ringbearer". "And you put it upon yourself to save him; you are not a savior maiden, but a guiding hand". Galadriel stated the obvious. As if Elen did not know that. "I may not be a savior but if I can stop pride and guilt killing a man I will, that is my fate, it is a part of my name my lady". "and it may be the end of yours, since before your birth you were destined to join with Legolas, a path that has not run smoothly since something has always happened to forsake that but you are now together that is why you cannot wait no longer, you will not have survived another 1000 years without him, he is the light to your star, although dangerous times come you will succeed if it is your hearts desire, you who have been called Star since the beginning of time'. Galadriel told her. "My end is yet to come lady, I have much to do". Elen told her. Galadriel smiled. She always enjoyed her talks with Elen; the maiden offered her arguments worth waiting so many years for. The maiden was not afraid to question her. "The half elven has progressed much since you left her in Gondor, she has become fast friends with the one you call Elyssia". Elen smiled. "Nightsword is a good friend, she trusted me when there was no reason to, and many had treated her as a thief when their people had left those ways long ago". Elen told her. They both watched as Legolas came over to them. He bowed to them in respect.
"Prince Legolas, it is good to see Mirkwood elves in this realm, your skills are much needed in this task". Galadriel told him. "Lady, I am pleased to be here, much evil dwells in the land, and the time is past for such pettiness that exists within all races when we must all join to fight for the freedom of our lands'. He put his hand over his heart while replying to her. Galadriel nodded in agreement and moved off to speak with Aragorn.
Aragorn eyed the elf queen warily, he trusted the elves true, but he had never met or had counsel with their queen, and so he did not know what to expect. "I have never before seen her kind, Lady, she is a remarkable ranger, one that shows no fear, yet her race is not known to me". Aragorn stated to the elf queen. Hoping that she would answer his questions. "Her race is the Moon Elves, they are the wisest amongst us, they have the gift to cloak the weaker minds so that they are not seen, and are also granted with visions of the future whatever they may be". Galadriel answered. "She is one of true beauty, she has no thought for herself, and she gives freely". Aragorn looked down. "Elen is one of her kind, many do not exist, she has chosen to remain in this land for Legolas, otherwise she would have died a long time ago, she is the Maiden of Light of her people, and she has the skills to heal the dead even if it means death to their own". Galadriel moved off with Celeborn after that and did not return.
Legolas moved to stand beside her. "You know Haldir?" Legolas asked her. Elen looked down. So that had not escaped his notice. "My home is Lorien Legolas; I made it my home after I left Mirkwood". She told him. He looked at her sharply then faced her fully. "Did you join with him?" he asked her softly. She looked into his eyes. "No, I did not join with him, we were odd friends, he does not understand me like you do, and he questions all my beliefs". She told him. Legolas didn't answer; he merely moved to her side again and observed what was happening around them. She stood still and silent. They made their way to the tent set up by the elves for their rest. Pippin was standing outside listening to music that the elves were playing. A sweet voice fills the air. "A lament to Gandalf". Legolas tells him. "What are they saying about him?" pippin asks. Elen looks at Legolas. Not sure what he would respond. "I have not the heart to tell you, for me the grief is still to near". Legolas tells him softly. Pippin nods and then turns and heads back to his tent. Elen takes the elf's hand. 'i would not have you grieve on your own legolas, i am here to help you bear your burden". Legolas looked at her stunned. She led him to their tent. She pulls him to lie down with her, and lays his head on her chest, she embraces him giving him comfort, and reassurance that the light was there and it would shine always. She wanted to tell him so much that Gandalf would come back, but what puzzled her was that Galadriel herself did not know it, either that or she did not want to make it known.
For that moment the elves are in their own world.
The company sleeps, and when Galadriel passes, only Frodo wakes. He follows her to a basin set in stone, which she fills with water from a silver urn. "Will you look into the mirror?" Galadriel asks Frodo who seems unsure of what he is doing. He is in need of guidance. "What will I see?" Frodo asks unsure, his voice trembles. Galadriel looks sideways at him. "Not even the wisest can say, for the mirror shows many things. Things that are, things that were, and some things that have not yet come to pass." Frodo looks into the mirror, and sees Legolas, Elen, Merry and Pippin, then Sam. The Shire as it was, then the Shire ravaged, overrun with orcs and Sam in chains. Then the Eye appears, and the Ring grows heavier, trying to pull itself down into the mirror. Frodo snatches it away, falls backward onto the ground. Galadriel is still eyeing him, her power coming to the fore. "I know what it is you have seen, for it is also in my mind. It is what will come to pass if you should fail. The Fellowship is breaking. Already it has begun. He will try to take the ring. You know of whom I speak. One by one, it will destroy them all." Frodo holds the ring in his hand and looks up at the elf queen. 'If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.' "You offer it to me freely. I do not deny that my heart has greatly desired this." Galadriel asks, surprise on her face. Her hand reaching out to take it, but common sense of the elven blood seemed to be taking over. A dark light comes over her as she touches the power of the One Ring. She spreads her arms and a mighty wind blows, the light that shone in her that made her ethereal now shone all around her "Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!" Galadriel backs away from the Ring, but for a moment, she looks old, and it seems to bring her no joy to have done the right thing. "I passed the test. I will diminish, and go into the west, and remain Galadriel." She says mostly to herself, but Frodo heard her. "I cannot do this alone." Frodo tells her, wishing still for some advice. "You are a Ring bearer, Frodo. To bear a ring of power is to be alone. This task was appointed to you, and if you do not find a way, no one will." Galadriel tells him. "Then, I know what I must do. It's just I am afraid to do it." He tells her; at that instant he looks so small, so like a child. "Even the smallest person can change the course of the future." The elven queen responds before turning away and retracing her steps back to her lair.
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The company departs in three small boats. The elven queen places a kiss on top of Frodo's head. 'Farewell, Frodo Baggins. I give you the light of Earendil, our most beloved star. Numarii. May it be a light for you in dark places, where all other lights go out.' The Lorien elves bid them goodbye, in silence, some lifting their hands to them, others just watching them go. For that moment there was no sound, no sweet music, and no soft voice on the breeze. For no wind caressed the lands at this moment, the only thing that could be heard was the gentle splashing of oar hitting and entering the water.
**************************************************************
The Uruk-Hai are on the march - traveling in light and without fear. They are pulled to the company from afar.
**************************************************************
The company comes to a bend in the river and Aragorn taps Frodo's shoulder.
"Frodo. The Aragornath. Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old, my kin." Aragorn tells him of the stories of old. There are two enormous statues of men in armor flanking the river, their left hands outstretched in a gesture of warding. The company goes past them, into a lake, where they find an old moorage and beach their boats. "We cross at nightfall, hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the north." Aragorn tells them all. The hobbits set up camp. Legolas keeping guard although none of them notice that Elen is missing. Gimli scoffs at Aragorn "Oh? Just a simple matter of finding our way across Emyn Muil, an impassable labyrinth of razor-sharp rocks! And then it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshlands as far as the eye can see!" "That is our road, sir dwarf. Perhaps you should take some rest, and recover your strength." Aragorn raises his voice just a bit, the ranger had endless patience but sometimes it was tried. "Recover my.!" Gimli said but stopped when he saw the deadly glare that the elf prince bestowed on him. "We should leave now." Legolas turned to Aragorn and advised. "No. Orcs patrol the eastern shore. We must wait for the cover of darkness." Aragorn argues. "It is not the eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat have been growing in my mind. Something draws near, I can feel it." Legolas told him softly. Aragorn observed the elf. He had never under estimated their instincts, and he glanced around him noticing that the elven ranger was nowhere to be seen, he was about to question Legolas if he knew her whereabouts when Merry returned from gathering firewood. "Recover my strength! Pay no heed to that, young hobbits." Gimli said to the hobbits. At least they listened to him. "Where is Frodo?" merry asks interrupting the dwarf. Suddenly everyone stops what they are doing and notice that as well. Aragorn looks around and realizes Boromir is also missing. "And where is the maiden?" he finally asks Legolas.