Chapter 5
The Quest For Fire
Legolas traveled south going through the Fangorn Forest, where Onodrim, or the human name for them 'Ents' lived. They were a race of giants that resembled trees. They were made to protect forests of Middle Earth, but there number decreased when the Great Forest had dwindled. He saw one small Onodrim, which in Elvish Tongue meant 'Treebeard', but it ran away from him before he could communicate.
He traveled day and night without the rest, only eating when he saw fruit trees, and crossed over a mountain side to view the Ruins of Isengard. This was built by the Gandorian men as a fortification and was later owned by Curunir, 'Man of Skill', or his Man name 'Saruman the White', until he was chased back into Mordor. It was later destoryed by the Onodim during the War of the Ring. There he viewed at the Orthanc tower which was made of unbreakable stone,and was the only thing that remained standing.
He didn't want to waste his arrows on any Orcs that could have lived their, so he turned back and circled the Rest of the Hithaeglir, or Misty Mountains through the Gap of Rohan and finaly took rest near the North-South Road that once connected Gondor and Arnor. It is less used because of the condition of the road is poor. He also noted that the Ford of Isen bridge was totaled, so in his sleep, in between thoughts he pondered how he was to cross.
He drifted away in his lonely meditation and thought of his past life. Growing up until he reached the age where he did not change in feature. He thought of his Mother and Father. His mother had passed away long ago by being shot by and arrow that pierced her heart as she was running through the traiaing fields outside of Mirkwood.
She was running to tell her husband the good news of a child that she bore. But the child was of course was lost with her. It took Legolas many weeks to even except her unexpected death. His father never shed a tear, but he has been protective over Legolas, his only child, ever since.
He then thought of his training of an archer. He had always exceeded of what was expected of him. He was one of the best archers from Mirkwood. But he of course hadn't practiced in so long because of his bordom of life.
He looked at the river next to him. All he had to do was follow the river until he met the ocean. He would of course have to swim across the river, but he had some time until that came.
In the morning he awoke and began to sing words of sorrow and regret. This was the type of song the Legolas knew plenty of. He seldom ever sang songs of happiness and love. As he, thw world seemed to stop and listen to his beautiful vioce that slipped delicatly from his lips. It was as if sunshine had bursted through his mouth and made everything warm.
We he cam to the intersection of the Isen and Adorn Rivers, he decided how he was to cross. He need to get to the other side of the river, because it was safer than the other. This was because a ancient branch of Man thought to be extinct, lived there in small villages, mostly on the east side of the river, and he would rather not get into a conflict there.
He took off his quiver and took of two of the many leather bonds he carried on it. He tied his arrows together with one and threw them across the wide river. He threw his quiver over, and not long behind it, he threw his bow. He then sat down on the grass and began to remove his boots, vest, and tunic, until he only wore pants.
He stuffed the clothes in his boots and threw them across the river. He then walked to the each and dived into it. He swam across the river with little difficulty, and climbed over to the other side.
He found a fruit tree nearby and he climbed into it. He lay on a branch that would support his weight, and gave the most sunlight to dry him. His hair was tangled around his head, and his braids were a tangled frenzy. He ate a couple of fruits and used his finger to try and fix the mess he had made of his long hair.
When he was dry, and had done the best je could do with his golden hair, he dressed and equiped himself and continued his journey.
After one day and night, he reached the end of the Isen river. He looked around the greenery, searching for a pool of water that Galadriel had mentioned to him. But a shadow from above caught his attention.
A green scaled dragon flew at him with its fiery nostrils and sharp edged wings. Legolas jumoed to the side, dodging to the side, but in turn, hit a rock head first and became unconcious...
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*Oh NO! What will become of Legolas?!
The Quest For Fire
Legolas traveled south going through the Fangorn Forest, where Onodrim, or the human name for them 'Ents' lived. They were a race of giants that resembled trees. They were made to protect forests of Middle Earth, but there number decreased when the Great Forest had dwindled. He saw one small Onodrim, which in Elvish Tongue meant 'Treebeard', but it ran away from him before he could communicate.
He traveled day and night without the rest, only eating when he saw fruit trees, and crossed over a mountain side to view the Ruins of Isengard. This was built by the Gandorian men as a fortification and was later owned by Curunir, 'Man of Skill', or his Man name 'Saruman the White', until he was chased back into Mordor. It was later destoryed by the Onodim during the War of the Ring. There he viewed at the Orthanc tower which was made of unbreakable stone,and was the only thing that remained standing.
He didn't want to waste his arrows on any Orcs that could have lived their, so he turned back and circled the Rest of the Hithaeglir, or Misty Mountains through the Gap of Rohan and finaly took rest near the North-South Road that once connected Gondor and Arnor. It is less used because of the condition of the road is poor. He also noted that the Ford of Isen bridge was totaled, so in his sleep, in between thoughts he pondered how he was to cross.
He drifted away in his lonely meditation and thought of his past life. Growing up until he reached the age where he did not change in feature. He thought of his Mother and Father. His mother had passed away long ago by being shot by and arrow that pierced her heart as she was running through the traiaing fields outside of Mirkwood.
She was running to tell her husband the good news of a child that she bore. But the child was of course was lost with her. It took Legolas many weeks to even except her unexpected death. His father never shed a tear, but he has been protective over Legolas, his only child, ever since.
He then thought of his training of an archer. He had always exceeded of what was expected of him. He was one of the best archers from Mirkwood. But he of course hadn't practiced in so long because of his bordom of life.
He looked at the river next to him. All he had to do was follow the river until he met the ocean. He would of course have to swim across the river, but he had some time until that came.
In the morning he awoke and began to sing words of sorrow and regret. This was the type of song the Legolas knew plenty of. He seldom ever sang songs of happiness and love. As he, thw world seemed to stop and listen to his beautiful vioce that slipped delicatly from his lips. It was as if sunshine had bursted through his mouth and made everything warm.
We he cam to the intersection of the Isen and Adorn Rivers, he decided how he was to cross. He need to get to the other side of the river, because it was safer than the other. This was because a ancient branch of Man thought to be extinct, lived there in small villages, mostly on the east side of the river, and he would rather not get into a conflict there.
He took off his quiver and took of two of the many leather bonds he carried on it. He tied his arrows together with one and threw them across the wide river. He threw his quiver over, and not long behind it, he threw his bow. He then sat down on the grass and began to remove his boots, vest, and tunic, until he only wore pants.
He stuffed the clothes in his boots and threw them across the river. He then walked to the each and dived into it. He swam across the river with little difficulty, and climbed over to the other side.
He found a fruit tree nearby and he climbed into it. He lay on a branch that would support his weight, and gave the most sunlight to dry him. His hair was tangled around his head, and his braids were a tangled frenzy. He ate a couple of fruits and used his finger to try and fix the mess he had made of his long hair.
When he was dry, and had done the best je could do with his golden hair, he dressed and equiped himself and continued his journey.
After one day and night, he reached the end of the Isen river. He looked around the greenery, searching for a pool of water that Galadriel had mentioned to him. But a shadow from above caught his attention.
A green scaled dragon flew at him with its fiery nostrils and sharp edged wings. Legolas jumoed to the side, dodging to the side, but in turn, hit a rock head first and became unconcious...
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*Oh NO! What will become of Legolas?!