Chapter 5
They nodded and started off. They traveled far, straight on into the next evening. The last bit of traveling they did that night was crossing over a small river into a large cave-like structure. They walked into the cave only to find that some one else was already there. 9 people to be exact. An old man was hunched over near a large slab of rock that glowed with moon- like markings. Jenavive, Ron, Hermione, and Harry advanced slowly and quietly. Ron accidentally kicked a rock as he was walking and a tall elf that was with the rest of the mysterious bunch turned in their direction just as they hid in the shadows.
"Who's there?" the elf said drawing his bow.
"Stay here" Jenavive whispered to the others as she walked forward slowly.
She could feel her heart beating in her chest as she approached the elf. She finally moved out of the shadows.
The elf drew back his bow and aimed to shoot, but just before he let go Jenavive burst out, "Please don't shoot! We mean no harm!"
"how can I trust you?" the elf asked.
"I am Jenavive Dawson, last of the Elven princesses if I have done my math right."
The elf just looked at her suspiciously.
"please, you have to believe me, my friends and I need a long rest. We have traveled far."
"why are you dressed like that if you are a princess? That is no way for a lady like yourself to dress."
"This is a disguise, to keep us safe from the enemy." Jenavive said.
"And might I ask, who are you hiding from? " the elf asked.
"Orcs...awful wretched things they are..."
everyone but the old man was watching now. Jenavive motioned for the others to come out of their hiding spots. They slowly approached out of the shadows.
"Now, you know who I am, so who're you?" Jenavive asked.
"Legolas Greenleaf of mirkwood."
"nice to meet you, now will you kindly lower your weapon? You're making me nervous"
He apologized and lowered his bow.
Jenavive walked over to the old man and stared at the door. She read the inscriptions to herself that said "say friend and enter". The sound of skipping rocks came from behind her as one of the halflings that was with the bunch threw rocks into the water.
She smiled and said in a clear voice, "Mellon"
the doors opened and Gandalf looked up at her in surprise. She looked at him and smiled they walked in just as a "help me!" came from behind them. A tentacle was waving one of the halflings in the air like a rag doll.
They nodded and started off. They traveled far, straight on into the next evening. The last bit of traveling they did that night was crossing over a small river into a large cave-like structure. They walked into the cave only to find that some one else was already there. 9 people to be exact. An old man was hunched over near a large slab of rock that glowed with moon- like markings. Jenavive, Ron, Hermione, and Harry advanced slowly and quietly. Ron accidentally kicked a rock as he was walking and a tall elf that was with the rest of the mysterious bunch turned in their direction just as they hid in the shadows.
"Who's there?" the elf said drawing his bow.
"Stay here" Jenavive whispered to the others as she walked forward slowly.
She could feel her heart beating in her chest as she approached the elf. She finally moved out of the shadows.
The elf drew back his bow and aimed to shoot, but just before he let go Jenavive burst out, "Please don't shoot! We mean no harm!"
"how can I trust you?" the elf asked.
"I am Jenavive Dawson, last of the Elven princesses if I have done my math right."
The elf just looked at her suspiciously.
"please, you have to believe me, my friends and I need a long rest. We have traveled far."
"why are you dressed like that if you are a princess? That is no way for a lady like yourself to dress."
"This is a disguise, to keep us safe from the enemy." Jenavive said.
"And might I ask, who are you hiding from? " the elf asked.
"Orcs...awful wretched things they are..."
everyone but the old man was watching now. Jenavive motioned for the others to come out of their hiding spots. They slowly approached out of the shadows.
"Now, you know who I am, so who're you?" Jenavive asked.
"Legolas Greenleaf of mirkwood."
"nice to meet you, now will you kindly lower your weapon? You're making me nervous"
He apologized and lowered his bow.
Jenavive walked over to the old man and stared at the door. She read the inscriptions to herself that said "say friend and enter". The sound of skipping rocks came from behind her as one of the halflings that was with the bunch threw rocks into the water.
She smiled and said in a clear voice, "Mellon"
the doors opened and Gandalf looked up at her in surprise. She looked at him and smiled they walked in just as a "help me!" came from behind them. A tentacle was waving one of the halflings in the air like a rag doll.
