This more in likely will be my last post until Sunday (Yes I know I'll be
missing two positing days, you all can kill me later for it.) But I am so
incredibly busy for the next few days it's not even funny, by Sunday I'll
be surprised if I'm still operating, so be happy if I do post Sunday, on
the account I more in likely will be worn out.
All right then, Author responses
JediKnightBalthasar
You make me work, you know that? Hehe, oh well, it's about time I got up and did something worth while :o)
Strayton is about a day to a day and a half away from Rivendell (Note, the town of Strayton was created by Cassia and Sio) so I don't think Elrond was too concerned about Estel at that time. For the most part he assumed Estel would stay within the borders of Rivendell, so that thought never really crossed his mind.
Yes, Estel did take the med kit, you were right.
Estel ran away before this time more in likely because of small fights or arguments, or just to get away when he was mad, but as Elrond and Rohden stated, he always returned by nightfall, that is why he wasn't worried very much.
Wow, that's is amazing, never knew that. Well our dear Elf could probably do that, maybe even more, but he only had his knives, as for Aragorn, he was wounded and wasn't moving very quickly. The thing with the wolf banging his knee, that truly does hurt, I've done something like it. (No I haven't fought wolves, thank goodness too) but I did however bang my knee right above my kneecap on the edge of a counter when I was getting something down, and I was unable to even move my entire leg for the next two hours, and was unable to walk for about the next two days. Thank goodness for Ibuprofen!(And a strong right leg as well)
'The Quest for the Holy Grail" I love that movie! We're watching it right now in class, the black knight part is probably my favorite, as well as the old 'not quite dead yet' man. That's a hoot. Well at least to me it is, "I'm not dead yet" "He says he's not dead yet," "He doesn't know what he's talking about" But I never thought of him in that way though.
As for them knowing one another, not personally no, but they have heard of each other from stories, so their friendship will be battered around before they become true friends.
As for Corean yelling 'hope'(Estel) I never thought about what the Orcs reaction would be like. I don't think they would react because I don't think Orcs speak very much Elvish, but I'm not sure on that. If they do I still don't think they would react, because they did have other things on their hands at the moment.
It is funny now that you mention it, Trinea's life is spared because of Estel, and Estel means 'hope'. I didn't even plan it that way and look how it turned out. You're good at these thing you know that?
As for Elladan and Legolas saving Corean, you got the two mixed up there. It's Legolas who waded out into the water and grabbed Corean, and Elladan who was behind who is now trying to get them out, but you got the idea, just got the elves mixed up.
Elladan doesn't die, you are correct. It was said that the Twins gave up their immortality when they stayed behind as Elrond and the others passed over the sea, and to my knowledge that is the last written account of them, but I can be wrong, as I normally am.
It's great that you're attached to my characters, I am as well, that's why I love torturing them so much! (No you may not look at me weird, I learned all this from Cassia, so go blame her and Sio)
Smeagol
Did I say that Corean and Trinea looked like the Twins? If I did I didn't mean too . . .
As for the rating . . . oh my, I could have sworn that I put it on pg-13 when I started posting, I mean it's listed on my disclaimer chapter, that's so weird, but thanks for letting me know.
Carrie
Yes, I am a horrible author, takes one to know one huh? You can relate to this, I know you can.
Corean and Trinea were out on a hunting trip to start with. Their horses were scared off by the same group of wolves that attacked them later on. The party that was separated from Legolas is with Elrohir, Trinea and Estel, this was somewhat explained in the last chapter,----'Within moments they easily had the Orcs outnumbered and soon they all were dead. Legolas eased the ranger to the ground as the Twins rushed forward. Legolas recognized the other Elves as his own group that he had been separated from.'-----
Thanks to the rest who reviewed, I really enjoy it.
'Not what we give, but what we share, for the gift without the giver is bare.' -James Russell Lowell-
Chapter 7: Harsh Words
One second, a single step later, that's all it would have taken, and Legolas' and Corean's doom would have been certain. His heart pounded in his chest as he leaped into the icy river, one arm strung around the log while he reached out with the other, grabbing the sleeve of Legolas' tunic as the branch broke.
The added weight was sudden as the two disappeared under the surface. Using all his strength he slowly pulled the two back toward the log, directing them toward the shore. Legolas came up coughing but Corean was silent as his body still hung limp.
Feeling the ground beneath his feet Legolas was able to make his way to the shore, passing Corean off to Elladan. He grabbed the other Elf gently, easing him onto the shore. Suddenly his body became tense as a harsh cough forced the water from his lungs.
Half-choking and coughing, Corean desperately tried to draw air into his starved lungs, only causing him to cough harder. After what seemed like an entirety he drew in a sharp gasp, his breathing ragged, short and heavy. Barely conscious Corean was unaware that the bindings that held him prisoner were cut, and that he was now in the company of friends. He however was aware of the soft voice that spoke continuously that soothed his fears, though he did hear any of the words spoken.
Elladan braced Corean against him gently, moving the long strands of wet hair from his face, making sure that none of the long strands caught on the cut that ran up his cheek. It had been reopened and blood ran down his face, intermixing with the water. The Elf shivered uncontrollably, and Elladan knew that they had to get him back soon, before the icy coldness killed him.
He glanced up at Legolas; he too was soaked thoroughly and shivering as the cold wind pierced his skin. "Will he . . ." he trailed off.
"I do not know yet, come, we need to get back to camp."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas huddled near the fire, the warmth glazing over his skin. The clothes he wore now were dry, a pair from one of the twins. Though slightly bigger than he, they fit for the most part. His hair was still wet, though he managed to wring most of the water away earlier. He drew the blanket around his slender frame in attempt to chase away the chill.
"Are you still cold?" Elladan asked worriedly.
Legolas nodded, "Freezing."
Elrohir got up a quickly, grabbing one of the extra blankets and draping it over his shoulders. Legolas thanked him quietly as he rejoined his brother on the other side.
"So what are we to do then?" a voice asked softly. The voice belonged to Sarlein, a warrior form Mirkwood as well as close friend of Legolas. Refrean and Tericeal were also there, his companions that had been separated from the journey. He was glad that they were unharmed, and they too were glad that he had shown up unscathed as well.
Legolas glanced over to where Corean, Trinea and Estel slept quietly. Most of the blankets had been given to the three of them, especially Corean in order to keep him warm. His breathing had eased, but his face was still pale and cold to the touch and he had yet to awaken.
The three of them had been treated; Elladan had scowled when he saw the lacerations that covered Trinea's back as he cleaned them gently. Estel had not awoken since he passed out, but Elrohir had said his wounds were of no serious matter.
"We will see how they are in the morning. Then it would help us greatly if you three take them back to our father. The two of us as well as Legolas will continue to Azscverbae and see to this wolf problem. Estel will not want to go home, but I will see to it that he will," Elladan said, glancing over at the three warriors who nodded.
"I am not either," the soft mumbled voice was barely heard, and the group was startled when the young human shifted slightly on his bedroll, pulling himself to his knees.
"Estel careful," Elladan warned, jumping to his feet to guide the unsteady human closer to the fire.
"I'm coming with you," he said plainly, sleep intermixed with pain clouded his eyes.
"No, you are going home, where you belong. Does father even know you're out here?"
Aragorn hesitated for a moment. "Not really," he groaned slightly as a wave of pain danced through his head.
"You're telling me you ran away?" Legolas asked curiously.
"No," Estel nearly yelled.
"Then what did you do?" Elladan asked.
"Well I," he paused, closing his eyes. "I . . . I."
Elladan nodded. "I thought so."
"So that would explain why you were going in the wrong direction," Legolas said, shaking his head.
"I was not either," he argued softly.
"You were going in the wrong direction?" Elrohir asked, laughing softly. "Not really."
"Not really? How can you not really go in the wrong direction?" Elladan demanded.
"Well I'll tell you one thing," Legolas said, "He wasn't going in the right direction."
Aragorn glared at Legolas from across the fire, but didn't say anything.
"Whatever, in the morning you will return with the others to Rivendell," Elladan said changing the subject.
"I will not," Aragorn said in a plain tone.
"Don't argue with me," Elladan warned softly. "It's too dangerous to have you out wandering around."
"Everything is too dangerous for me," he said bitterly.
"Don't start," Elladan pleaded.
"No, every time either you, Elrohir or father say that I can't, it's too dangerous, I'm too young. I'm tired of it. I'm no longer a child."
"Estel, you're hurt, you cannot go on when you're wounded," Elrohir said softly.
"Would you have let me stay if I was well?" he demeaned, looking at his brother. His brother dropped his gaze.
"I think it would be wise if you did return with us," Tericeal said softly.
Aragorn ignored the comment. "I'm tired of being treated like a child. I can help, I know I can."
Elladan shook his head. "Estel, you're not an Elf."
"Are you saying that I can't do anything right because I'm human?" he asked.
"If that's what you want to hear, then yes," Elladan said harshly.
Aragorn looked as if he had been slapped. Elrohir turned a startled glance at his brother. "Elladan!" he glared daggers at the other elf.
Aragorn shook his head as he stood, making his way off into the darkness.
"Where are you going?" Elladan demanded, jumping up to stop the human. Elrohir grabbed his arm and pulled him down as Aragorn stumbled through the darkness.
"Just leave me alone," he muttered.
Elrohir nodded at Legolas who jumped up, trailing after the disappearing human.
"You can't just let them wander off!" Elladan yelled at Elrohir, who still held him down.
"Let him be," Elrohir whispered. "Legolas is watching over him," He said, glancing over his shoulder as Legolas dropped the blankets he carried and jumped easily into the tree. "Just let him be."
TBC . . .
All right then, Author responses
JediKnightBalthasar
You make me work, you know that? Hehe, oh well, it's about time I got up and did something worth while :o)
Strayton is about a day to a day and a half away from Rivendell (Note, the town of Strayton was created by Cassia and Sio) so I don't think Elrond was too concerned about Estel at that time. For the most part he assumed Estel would stay within the borders of Rivendell, so that thought never really crossed his mind.
Yes, Estel did take the med kit, you were right.
Estel ran away before this time more in likely because of small fights or arguments, or just to get away when he was mad, but as Elrond and Rohden stated, he always returned by nightfall, that is why he wasn't worried very much.
Wow, that's is amazing, never knew that. Well our dear Elf could probably do that, maybe even more, but he only had his knives, as for Aragorn, he was wounded and wasn't moving very quickly. The thing with the wolf banging his knee, that truly does hurt, I've done something like it. (No I haven't fought wolves, thank goodness too) but I did however bang my knee right above my kneecap on the edge of a counter when I was getting something down, and I was unable to even move my entire leg for the next two hours, and was unable to walk for about the next two days. Thank goodness for Ibuprofen!(And a strong right leg as well)
'The Quest for the Holy Grail" I love that movie! We're watching it right now in class, the black knight part is probably my favorite, as well as the old 'not quite dead yet' man. That's a hoot. Well at least to me it is, "I'm not dead yet" "He says he's not dead yet," "He doesn't know what he's talking about" But I never thought of him in that way though.
As for them knowing one another, not personally no, but they have heard of each other from stories, so their friendship will be battered around before they become true friends.
As for Corean yelling 'hope'(Estel) I never thought about what the Orcs reaction would be like. I don't think they would react because I don't think Orcs speak very much Elvish, but I'm not sure on that. If they do I still don't think they would react, because they did have other things on their hands at the moment.
It is funny now that you mention it, Trinea's life is spared because of Estel, and Estel means 'hope'. I didn't even plan it that way and look how it turned out. You're good at these thing you know that?
As for Elladan and Legolas saving Corean, you got the two mixed up there. It's Legolas who waded out into the water and grabbed Corean, and Elladan who was behind who is now trying to get them out, but you got the idea, just got the elves mixed up.
Elladan doesn't die, you are correct. It was said that the Twins gave up their immortality when they stayed behind as Elrond and the others passed over the sea, and to my knowledge that is the last written account of them, but I can be wrong, as I normally am.
It's great that you're attached to my characters, I am as well, that's why I love torturing them so much! (No you may not look at me weird, I learned all this from Cassia, so go blame her and Sio)
Smeagol
Did I say that Corean and Trinea looked like the Twins? If I did I didn't mean too . . .
As for the rating . . . oh my, I could have sworn that I put it on pg-13 when I started posting, I mean it's listed on my disclaimer chapter, that's so weird, but thanks for letting me know.
Carrie
Yes, I am a horrible author, takes one to know one huh? You can relate to this, I know you can.
Corean and Trinea were out on a hunting trip to start with. Their horses were scared off by the same group of wolves that attacked them later on. The party that was separated from Legolas is with Elrohir, Trinea and Estel, this was somewhat explained in the last chapter,----'Within moments they easily had the Orcs outnumbered and soon they all were dead. Legolas eased the ranger to the ground as the Twins rushed forward. Legolas recognized the other Elves as his own group that he had been separated from.'-----
Thanks to the rest who reviewed, I really enjoy it.
'Not what we give, but what we share, for the gift without the giver is bare.' -James Russell Lowell-
Chapter 7: Harsh Words
One second, a single step later, that's all it would have taken, and Legolas' and Corean's doom would have been certain. His heart pounded in his chest as he leaped into the icy river, one arm strung around the log while he reached out with the other, grabbing the sleeve of Legolas' tunic as the branch broke.
The added weight was sudden as the two disappeared under the surface. Using all his strength he slowly pulled the two back toward the log, directing them toward the shore. Legolas came up coughing but Corean was silent as his body still hung limp.
Feeling the ground beneath his feet Legolas was able to make his way to the shore, passing Corean off to Elladan. He grabbed the other Elf gently, easing him onto the shore. Suddenly his body became tense as a harsh cough forced the water from his lungs.
Half-choking and coughing, Corean desperately tried to draw air into his starved lungs, only causing him to cough harder. After what seemed like an entirety he drew in a sharp gasp, his breathing ragged, short and heavy. Barely conscious Corean was unaware that the bindings that held him prisoner were cut, and that he was now in the company of friends. He however was aware of the soft voice that spoke continuously that soothed his fears, though he did hear any of the words spoken.
Elladan braced Corean against him gently, moving the long strands of wet hair from his face, making sure that none of the long strands caught on the cut that ran up his cheek. It had been reopened and blood ran down his face, intermixing with the water. The Elf shivered uncontrollably, and Elladan knew that they had to get him back soon, before the icy coldness killed him.
He glanced up at Legolas; he too was soaked thoroughly and shivering as the cold wind pierced his skin. "Will he . . ." he trailed off.
"I do not know yet, come, we need to get back to camp."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas huddled near the fire, the warmth glazing over his skin. The clothes he wore now were dry, a pair from one of the twins. Though slightly bigger than he, they fit for the most part. His hair was still wet, though he managed to wring most of the water away earlier. He drew the blanket around his slender frame in attempt to chase away the chill.
"Are you still cold?" Elladan asked worriedly.
Legolas nodded, "Freezing."
Elrohir got up a quickly, grabbing one of the extra blankets and draping it over his shoulders. Legolas thanked him quietly as he rejoined his brother on the other side.
"So what are we to do then?" a voice asked softly. The voice belonged to Sarlein, a warrior form Mirkwood as well as close friend of Legolas. Refrean and Tericeal were also there, his companions that had been separated from the journey. He was glad that they were unharmed, and they too were glad that he had shown up unscathed as well.
Legolas glanced over to where Corean, Trinea and Estel slept quietly. Most of the blankets had been given to the three of them, especially Corean in order to keep him warm. His breathing had eased, but his face was still pale and cold to the touch and he had yet to awaken.
The three of them had been treated; Elladan had scowled when he saw the lacerations that covered Trinea's back as he cleaned them gently. Estel had not awoken since he passed out, but Elrohir had said his wounds were of no serious matter.
"We will see how they are in the morning. Then it would help us greatly if you three take them back to our father. The two of us as well as Legolas will continue to Azscverbae and see to this wolf problem. Estel will not want to go home, but I will see to it that he will," Elladan said, glancing over at the three warriors who nodded.
"I am not either," the soft mumbled voice was barely heard, and the group was startled when the young human shifted slightly on his bedroll, pulling himself to his knees.
"Estel careful," Elladan warned, jumping to his feet to guide the unsteady human closer to the fire.
"I'm coming with you," he said plainly, sleep intermixed with pain clouded his eyes.
"No, you are going home, where you belong. Does father even know you're out here?"
Aragorn hesitated for a moment. "Not really," he groaned slightly as a wave of pain danced through his head.
"You're telling me you ran away?" Legolas asked curiously.
"No," Estel nearly yelled.
"Then what did you do?" Elladan asked.
"Well I," he paused, closing his eyes. "I . . . I."
Elladan nodded. "I thought so."
"So that would explain why you were going in the wrong direction," Legolas said, shaking his head.
"I was not either," he argued softly.
"You were going in the wrong direction?" Elrohir asked, laughing softly. "Not really."
"Not really? How can you not really go in the wrong direction?" Elladan demanded.
"Well I'll tell you one thing," Legolas said, "He wasn't going in the right direction."
Aragorn glared at Legolas from across the fire, but didn't say anything.
"Whatever, in the morning you will return with the others to Rivendell," Elladan said changing the subject.
"I will not," Aragorn said in a plain tone.
"Don't argue with me," Elladan warned softly. "It's too dangerous to have you out wandering around."
"Everything is too dangerous for me," he said bitterly.
"Don't start," Elladan pleaded.
"No, every time either you, Elrohir or father say that I can't, it's too dangerous, I'm too young. I'm tired of it. I'm no longer a child."
"Estel, you're hurt, you cannot go on when you're wounded," Elrohir said softly.
"Would you have let me stay if I was well?" he demeaned, looking at his brother. His brother dropped his gaze.
"I think it would be wise if you did return with us," Tericeal said softly.
Aragorn ignored the comment. "I'm tired of being treated like a child. I can help, I know I can."
Elladan shook his head. "Estel, you're not an Elf."
"Are you saying that I can't do anything right because I'm human?" he asked.
"If that's what you want to hear, then yes," Elladan said harshly.
Aragorn looked as if he had been slapped. Elrohir turned a startled glance at his brother. "Elladan!" he glared daggers at the other elf.
Aragorn shook his head as he stood, making his way off into the darkness.
"Where are you going?" Elladan demanded, jumping up to stop the human. Elrohir grabbed his arm and pulled him down as Aragorn stumbled through the darkness.
"Just leave me alone," he muttered.
Elrohir nodded at Legolas who jumped up, trailing after the disappearing human.
"You can't just let them wander off!" Elladan yelled at Elrohir, who still held him down.
"Let him be," Elrohir whispered. "Legolas is watching over him," He said, glancing over his shoulder as Legolas dropped the blankets he carried and jumped easily into the tree. "Just let him be."
TBC . . .