What are you?
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A/N: Welp, I think I'm doing good.. I beet the game Kingdom Hearts!! I would like to thank caffeine for this a new record of 28 hours, 47 minutes and 32 seconds. And I would also love to say I love that song Simple and Clean it is the best!
Chapter two, Many meetings.
"I should have brought more dwarf spirits." Gimli grumbled for the thousandth time. They were trudging along and where about four hours from Rivendell. Gimli had been in bad spirits ever since the dwarf spirits had run out the previous day. Melyanna had told him to save it but his head was harder than the stone of the Lonely Mountain and had, of course not listened to her. She however had more than half of her flask left. Mel urged her horse forward at came back into a trot beside Gimli.
"It doesn't do any good to lock up the barn once the horses are out."
"I hate that saying."
"I know. So what's Rivendell like, Pop?" she asked Gloin.
Gloin shrugged, "Its nothing special, just a bunch of trees and some elves, and a lot of singing! I'm beginning to think that's all they do-well, that and drink weak wine."
"That's dwarven standards." Mel sighed, "What about my standards?" She wanted say Orcess standards, but she still didn't want to tell them. For the first time in her life she thought she could say that she belonged to a race, but she still wasn't sure if the Orc was speaking the truth.
"Your standards!" Gloin snorted. "Your too young to have standards."
"Oh, don't start that again I'm only a few..well, I'm a lot younger then Gimli but that's not the point, I'm still, by dwarven standards a mature woman."
"Mature! I've seen children more mature than you." Gimli said.
"Is this lets-see-how-far-we-can-push-Melyanna day?"
"You got it lass." **A few hours later*
Mel bounced in her saddle, craning her neck to see, "We are almost there! I can almost see it."
Gimli threw a small rock that he had picked up just for this. "Sit down we have to keep up appearances."
"Oh that's right, the grumpy, I wouldn't be here if the fate of Middle Earth didn't hang in the balance dramatic entrance face." She tried her best to look like the dwarves but couldn't help but have a small smile on her face.
They rode about a mile further when they came to Rivendell. It was beautiful. The whole place was a beautiful forests with statues every where. There was a waterfall that provided the mood. And Rivendell its self was like a mirage, like if you looked away even for a second it would disappear. As they rode forward she noticed the elves, she wouldn't have noticed them if she hadn't concentrated, they were as much of the land as the statues of their fore fathers.
"Welcome to Rivendell!" One of the elves called up happily. "Noble dwarves and...." the elf looked at Melyanna closely, he took in her whole image and blushed a little at his foolishness.
"Noble lady." Mel offered.
"Um-er-yes noble lady." He scampered off melting into the trees.
"Elves!" Gimli growled.
"Are not so bad, master dwarf." An elf finished, he was tall, and like all elves very handsome. He had long blond hair that was bored straight, he also had green eyes. Mel laughed at the expression of shock that had come over Gimli's face.
A voice from out of the trees that was the same voice of the elf that announced them said, "Welcome to Rivendell, Legolas prince of Mirkwood, son of Thanduil."
"Gimli, Melyanna, we will see you later. We are going to take our ponies to the stables." Gloin and the other dwarves pulled on their reins and took off.
"I'll be right with you. Dagor needs to be brushed." She called after them.
Legolas stepped forward. "You have arrived a bit early the council is not to take place for another day."
"Just my luck." Gimli huffed as he climbed off his pony.
"Come on brother! Where is your sense of fun?" Melyanna asked getting off of Dagor.
"Brother?" Legolas asked. "If you'll excuse me lady you don't look dwarven. Or is there some great secret hiding in the Lonely Mountains, if so I should like to visit."
Gimli made a point to heft his axe that was strapped across his back with a grunt.
"No, I'm a foundling, I've been raised by the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain. More specifically, Gloin, Bomba and Gimli. Don't feel bad, if you'll ask that elf that's hiding behind those trees, he was a bit put off by me too." Mel said laughing.
Legolas glanced up at the trees and herd a small cry of shock. "If you'll excuse me again lady, what race do you hail from?"
"Well," Mel said looking up at the sky and pondering her answer, "why don't you tell me?"
"Pardon?" Legolas asked slightly taken aback.
"We are not sure lad." Gimli said getting a bit grumpy at the whole conversation. "We were hoping that Master Elrod could enlighten us about this."
"Let us hope." Mel said looking up at the highest point of Rivedell. She smiled her crooked, pointed smile, her eyes winkling in the sunlight. "Were are the others that have come to attend the council?"
Legolas thought for a second and then said, "The men are over there near the great hall, and the elves have already been here for a few days so, they could be anywhere, and the hobbits are probably raiding the kitchen."
"A fine idea." Gimli put in.
"Hmmm," Mel said out loud, "Well Gimli who do you want to see first?"
"I want to see the wine cellar! We will see these people at the council tomorrow!" Gimli growled. He had sat down and was rummaging in his pack for his empty flask.
"Suit yourself, I'm going to see the men." Mel began to walk in the direction Legolas had pointed.
"The hell you will without me! I don't trust men." Gimli got up and put his empty flask in his belt. "But first let us go put up the animals.
"Fine, fine, Dagor needs to be brushed." Mel said guiding the horse around.
"Um, Lady." Legolas began.
"Melyanna, but you can call me Mel for short."
"Right, Melyanna, may I ask what kind of horse your Dagor is, I have never seen one like him before, he is the biggest one I have ever seen." He was walking along side her, with Gimli and his small pony walking beside him.
"He is a Clydesdale, a rare breed for anywhere in middle earth, even Rohan or so I'm told. I bought him from Brak son of Bard (A/N: Once again just guessing.) He is a fine dealer in horses. He caught this ones mother when she was pregnant with him. I helped with the birth myself, and I help raise him from a colt. It took me along time to even earn half the price of him, and then I had to work in the stables for three years to earn the other half." She paused as they reached the stables. "Brak's stables are located just off shore of Lake Town. I never really went into the village, much."
Another elf came and tried to take the reins from Melyanna, Dagor did not like this at all. He reared back onto two legs.
"Settle down you great beast, settle down!" Mel growled and looked Dagor straight in the eye. "You are going to hurt some one in here." Dagor lowered himself onto two legs and whined a little. "Show off." Mel muttered.
There was a sound of clapping and Mel, Legolas, Gimli and even Dagor turned around.
"Very impressive Lady, very impressive. You handle the horse like you where a member of the Rohan Riders." A tall man was leaning against the door, he heaved himself off of it and walked toward them. He was tall, with long brown, red hair. He had a slight beard and green eyes. His eyes looked as though they were older than any elf, they were the eyes of a man who had seen death and lived to laugh in its face. All that and he was handsome.
"Does every one hear have to come in with such a damn dramatic entrance? You are the second one!" she looked at Legolas questionably. Legolas shrugged and held out his hands in defeat.
"Its the elves, they have that effect on people." Gimli said taking the saddle off of his pony. Mel took the saddle off of Dagor, and walked him into one of the larger pens, because he wouldn't have fit in any of the normal ones. She began to brush him and waited for the new man to leave, when he did not she had no choice but to talk to him.
"Who are you?" She asked this new man.
"My name is Boromir son of Denethor, lady." Boromir said bowing slightly.
"And what is with this lady shit?" She said setting the brush down angrily and went to go and get oats and water for Dagor. "I can assure you that I am no lady."
"Shes right you know, I have never seen men more lady like than she is." Gimli said piping in.
"I know you've seen everything, brother." Mel said slamming the oats down in front of Dagor, who jumped and then began eating. At the confused look on Boromir's face she added quickly. "My name is Melyanna but you can call me Mel for short, I'm a foundling, I've been raised by the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain. More specifically, Gloin, Bomba and Gimli. We are not sure what I am so don't ask. And does anyone want a drink?" She pulled out her flask and took a long swing from it.
"Well, that answers all my questions for the next few minutes. But yes, I would like a drink." He took the offered flask, and took a drink, he winced and then handed it to Legolas who sniffed it, took a small swig and also winced.
"How can you drink this dwarven stuff?" Legolas asked, "It is much to bitter."
"Go screw a tree elf boy." Mel took another swig and handed it to a chuckling Gimli who took an even longer swig, and handed it back to her. "It is an acquired taste, plus as Poppa Gloin always says-" Gimli said the last bit with her, "Puts hair on your chin."
Legolas looked aghast and rubbed his own smooth chin, Boromir however felt his small beard and said, "Too late."
Legolas looked around and said, "You have meet the men, and the elves, you came here with the dwarves now all that is left is the hobbits."
"You'll like them." Gimli said, "If you'll remember the stories that Father always told us about the adventures of Mr. Bilbo and him."
"Yes I remember, I'd very much like to meet him, he is here isn't he?"
"Bilbo, yes he is here." Legolas said, "I meet with him myself not an hour before this."
"Great can you show us where he is?"
"Of course." Legolas said and lead the way.
They came to a lovely place in the middle of a garden, there was a bench and sitting on and around the bench there where hobbits. Suddenly the one sitting on the bench the oldest by far looked up and said, "Ah, Legolas it nice to see you again, and who have you brought with you?"
"Gimli son of Gloin." Gimli said.
"So you are Gloin's son, I knew him when I was much younger, he was a very nice dwarf, is he here?" Bilbo asked smiling.
"Yes, sir he is." Gimli answered.
"I am Melyanna of the Lonely Mountain, Mel for short. I was found and raised by Gloin and Bomba, with Gimli." Mel said.
"I am Boromir son of Denethor." Boromir said.
"Very nice to meet you all." Bilbo said, he looked around for a moment before saying to the hobbits. "Well what are you young hobbit waiting for introduce yourselves!"
"Oh sorry." One said getting up. "My name is Pippin and this is Merry." He said gesturing to another hobbit who waved.
"My name," said another, "Is Samwise Gamgee."
"And mine is Frodo Bagginns." Said the last.
"Well hello all, nice to meet you I am sure." Mel said. Suddenly there came a sound of footsteps a group of elevn handmaidens came forward bustling about they saw Melyanna and curtseyed.
One of them stepped forward, "Hello Mistress Melyanna, we have been informed by you guardian that you are to be fitted for a dress."
All the color drained from Melyanna's face and she looked at the elf with a murderous glint to her eyes "I am going to kill that bastard of a dwarf!"
Gimli was roaring with laughter, "My lady elf you have no idea the perilous task you have been give."
"We were well warned, and were informed to take her, if the need arise, by force." All eight of the elves began to get closer to Melyanna.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Mel gave a loud war cry and took off into the trees running as if she had a pack of wolves behind her and not just some harmless elevn handmaidens.
Mel ran threw the courtyard and saw Gloin walking with Gandalf and what looked like Lord Elrod. She knew it was Gandalf because he had come to the Lonley Mountain once or twice. She raced past them and looked over her shoulder. "I am going to kill you Gloin!" She yelled, "Good evening Gandalf!" And them she was running full speed again.
Gandalf looked at Gloin, "Was that Melyanna?"
Gloin looked as if he were about to burst with laughter but was trying (and failing) to keep it back. "Yes, I had given the order for one of the tailors to fit her for a dress."
"So you sent a small party of handmaidens to fetch her?" Elrod asked lifting one of his eye brows.',=^( (A/N: Look it is an Elrod face, he he he!)
"She's hard to catch." Gimli sighed, "She hates dresses."
"So I gathered." Elrod said looking in the direction the girl had run off to. "And you brought her here in the hopes that I or Gandalf would be able to identify her race."
"That was the plan."
They walked a little bit more bin silence fore Elrod stopped. "So be it, bring her to me before the council tomorrow."
**Some where else a little while later.**
Gimli, Legolas, Boromir, and the hobbits Merry and Pippin had gone for a walk. They had walked all around the gardens and where now considering getting Melyanna so they could all eat. They had stopped in front of two pillars that where a little shorter than feet. They extended a little taller that the roof, and where right beside it.
"Where do you think she is?" Pippin asked sitting down beside one of the pillars.
"Probably still running." Gimli sifted most of his weight onto his axe.
"I think your right, or my eyes deceive me." Legolas pointed towards the horizon and sure enough Melyanna came running over it. She reached them in seconds and then doubled over gasping for breath.
"They-They caught me for a minute" She gasped and sucked in air, "But I escaped and now they are after me again!"
"Mistress Melyanna, this is most unlady like, please get back here." A voice called from the horizon.
"Damn they don't give up. Tell me when the cost is clear!" She placed her feet on one part of the pillar and her back to the other, then she preceded to walk up it. When she reached to top she jumped onto thee roof, climbed up it and hung over the other side so you could only see her fingers if you looked closely.
The elven maidens came clamoring up to them just as she had slung herself over the side. "Where did mistress Melyanna go?" One elf asked. They all pointed in different directions, the elf huffed and they all split up. As soon as they, where all out of sight Boromir called up, "All is clear!"
"Thanks." She said and started to climb down. "They are starting to scare me."
"Scare you? Your scaring me!" Legolas exclaimed, "Why don't you just where to dress?"
"It goes against my morals." Melyanna said, walking in the opposite direction, "I'm no damsel in distress, do you know how hard it is to where a dress and fight or run even remotely fast?"
"No, I can't say I can." Legolas stuttered.
"Then why don't you try, those ladies are hell bent on making someone a dress." She said, and walked away to find Gloin so she could strangle him.
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Disclaimer: (Sung to Wal-Marts roll back song.) Working on the disclaimer, lawsuits goin' down, down. Look another goes down.
A/N: Welp, I think I'm doing good.. I beet the game Kingdom Hearts!! I would like to thank caffeine for this a new record of 28 hours, 47 minutes and 32 seconds. And I would also love to say I love that song Simple and Clean it is the best!
Chapter two, Many meetings.
"I should have brought more dwarf spirits." Gimli grumbled for the thousandth time. They were trudging along and where about four hours from Rivendell. Gimli had been in bad spirits ever since the dwarf spirits had run out the previous day. Melyanna had told him to save it but his head was harder than the stone of the Lonely Mountain and had, of course not listened to her. She however had more than half of her flask left. Mel urged her horse forward at came back into a trot beside Gimli.
"It doesn't do any good to lock up the barn once the horses are out."
"I hate that saying."
"I know. So what's Rivendell like, Pop?" she asked Gloin.
Gloin shrugged, "Its nothing special, just a bunch of trees and some elves, and a lot of singing! I'm beginning to think that's all they do-well, that and drink weak wine."
"That's dwarven standards." Mel sighed, "What about my standards?" She wanted say Orcess standards, but she still didn't want to tell them. For the first time in her life she thought she could say that she belonged to a race, but she still wasn't sure if the Orc was speaking the truth.
"Your standards!" Gloin snorted. "Your too young to have standards."
"Oh, don't start that again I'm only a few..well, I'm a lot younger then Gimli but that's not the point, I'm still, by dwarven standards a mature woman."
"Mature! I've seen children more mature than you." Gimli said.
"Is this lets-see-how-far-we-can-push-Melyanna day?"
"You got it lass." **A few hours later*
Mel bounced in her saddle, craning her neck to see, "We are almost there! I can almost see it."
Gimli threw a small rock that he had picked up just for this. "Sit down we have to keep up appearances."
"Oh that's right, the grumpy, I wouldn't be here if the fate of Middle Earth didn't hang in the balance dramatic entrance face." She tried her best to look like the dwarves but couldn't help but have a small smile on her face.
They rode about a mile further when they came to Rivendell. It was beautiful. The whole place was a beautiful forests with statues every where. There was a waterfall that provided the mood. And Rivendell its self was like a mirage, like if you looked away even for a second it would disappear. As they rode forward she noticed the elves, she wouldn't have noticed them if she hadn't concentrated, they were as much of the land as the statues of their fore fathers.
"Welcome to Rivendell!" One of the elves called up happily. "Noble dwarves and...." the elf looked at Melyanna closely, he took in her whole image and blushed a little at his foolishness.
"Noble lady." Mel offered.
"Um-er-yes noble lady." He scampered off melting into the trees.
"Elves!" Gimli growled.
"Are not so bad, master dwarf." An elf finished, he was tall, and like all elves very handsome. He had long blond hair that was bored straight, he also had green eyes. Mel laughed at the expression of shock that had come over Gimli's face.
A voice from out of the trees that was the same voice of the elf that announced them said, "Welcome to Rivendell, Legolas prince of Mirkwood, son of Thanduil."
"Gimli, Melyanna, we will see you later. We are going to take our ponies to the stables." Gloin and the other dwarves pulled on their reins and took off.
"I'll be right with you. Dagor needs to be brushed." She called after them.
Legolas stepped forward. "You have arrived a bit early the council is not to take place for another day."
"Just my luck." Gimli huffed as he climbed off his pony.
"Come on brother! Where is your sense of fun?" Melyanna asked getting off of Dagor.
"Brother?" Legolas asked. "If you'll excuse me lady you don't look dwarven. Or is there some great secret hiding in the Lonely Mountains, if so I should like to visit."
Gimli made a point to heft his axe that was strapped across his back with a grunt.
"No, I'm a foundling, I've been raised by the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain. More specifically, Gloin, Bomba and Gimli. Don't feel bad, if you'll ask that elf that's hiding behind those trees, he was a bit put off by me too." Mel said laughing.
Legolas glanced up at the trees and herd a small cry of shock. "If you'll excuse me again lady, what race do you hail from?"
"Well," Mel said looking up at the sky and pondering her answer, "why don't you tell me?"
"Pardon?" Legolas asked slightly taken aback.
"We are not sure lad." Gimli said getting a bit grumpy at the whole conversation. "We were hoping that Master Elrod could enlighten us about this."
"Let us hope." Mel said looking up at the highest point of Rivedell. She smiled her crooked, pointed smile, her eyes winkling in the sunlight. "Were are the others that have come to attend the council?"
Legolas thought for a second and then said, "The men are over there near the great hall, and the elves have already been here for a few days so, they could be anywhere, and the hobbits are probably raiding the kitchen."
"A fine idea." Gimli put in.
"Hmmm," Mel said out loud, "Well Gimli who do you want to see first?"
"I want to see the wine cellar! We will see these people at the council tomorrow!" Gimli growled. He had sat down and was rummaging in his pack for his empty flask.
"Suit yourself, I'm going to see the men." Mel began to walk in the direction Legolas had pointed.
"The hell you will without me! I don't trust men." Gimli got up and put his empty flask in his belt. "But first let us go put up the animals.
"Fine, fine, Dagor needs to be brushed." Mel said guiding the horse around.
"Um, Lady." Legolas began.
"Melyanna, but you can call me Mel for short."
"Right, Melyanna, may I ask what kind of horse your Dagor is, I have never seen one like him before, he is the biggest one I have ever seen." He was walking along side her, with Gimli and his small pony walking beside him.
"He is a Clydesdale, a rare breed for anywhere in middle earth, even Rohan or so I'm told. I bought him from Brak son of Bard (A/N: Once again just guessing.) He is a fine dealer in horses. He caught this ones mother when she was pregnant with him. I helped with the birth myself, and I help raise him from a colt. It took me along time to even earn half the price of him, and then I had to work in the stables for three years to earn the other half." She paused as they reached the stables. "Brak's stables are located just off shore of Lake Town. I never really went into the village, much."
Another elf came and tried to take the reins from Melyanna, Dagor did not like this at all. He reared back onto two legs.
"Settle down you great beast, settle down!" Mel growled and looked Dagor straight in the eye. "You are going to hurt some one in here." Dagor lowered himself onto two legs and whined a little. "Show off." Mel muttered.
There was a sound of clapping and Mel, Legolas, Gimli and even Dagor turned around.
"Very impressive Lady, very impressive. You handle the horse like you where a member of the Rohan Riders." A tall man was leaning against the door, he heaved himself off of it and walked toward them. He was tall, with long brown, red hair. He had a slight beard and green eyes. His eyes looked as though they were older than any elf, they were the eyes of a man who had seen death and lived to laugh in its face. All that and he was handsome.
"Does every one hear have to come in with such a damn dramatic entrance? You are the second one!" she looked at Legolas questionably. Legolas shrugged and held out his hands in defeat.
"Its the elves, they have that effect on people." Gimli said taking the saddle off of his pony. Mel took the saddle off of Dagor, and walked him into one of the larger pens, because he wouldn't have fit in any of the normal ones. She began to brush him and waited for the new man to leave, when he did not she had no choice but to talk to him.
"Who are you?" She asked this new man.
"My name is Boromir son of Denethor, lady." Boromir said bowing slightly.
"And what is with this lady shit?" She said setting the brush down angrily and went to go and get oats and water for Dagor. "I can assure you that I am no lady."
"Shes right you know, I have never seen men more lady like than she is." Gimli said piping in.
"I know you've seen everything, brother." Mel said slamming the oats down in front of Dagor, who jumped and then began eating. At the confused look on Boromir's face she added quickly. "My name is Melyanna but you can call me Mel for short, I'm a foundling, I've been raised by the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain. More specifically, Gloin, Bomba and Gimli. We are not sure what I am so don't ask. And does anyone want a drink?" She pulled out her flask and took a long swing from it.
"Well, that answers all my questions for the next few minutes. But yes, I would like a drink." He took the offered flask, and took a drink, he winced and then handed it to Legolas who sniffed it, took a small swig and also winced.
"How can you drink this dwarven stuff?" Legolas asked, "It is much to bitter."
"Go screw a tree elf boy." Mel took another swig and handed it to a chuckling Gimli who took an even longer swig, and handed it back to her. "It is an acquired taste, plus as Poppa Gloin always says-" Gimli said the last bit with her, "Puts hair on your chin."
Legolas looked aghast and rubbed his own smooth chin, Boromir however felt his small beard and said, "Too late."
Legolas looked around and said, "You have meet the men, and the elves, you came here with the dwarves now all that is left is the hobbits."
"You'll like them." Gimli said, "If you'll remember the stories that Father always told us about the adventures of Mr. Bilbo and him."
"Yes I remember, I'd very much like to meet him, he is here isn't he?"
"Bilbo, yes he is here." Legolas said, "I meet with him myself not an hour before this."
"Great can you show us where he is?"
"Of course." Legolas said and lead the way.
They came to a lovely place in the middle of a garden, there was a bench and sitting on and around the bench there where hobbits. Suddenly the one sitting on the bench the oldest by far looked up and said, "Ah, Legolas it nice to see you again, and who have you brought with you?"
"Gimli son of Gloin." Gimli said.
"So you are Gloin's son, I knew him when I was much younger, he was a very nice dwarf, is he here?" Bilbo asked smiling.
"Yes, sir he is." Gimli answered.
"I am Melyanna of the Lonely Mountain, Mel for short. I was found and raised by Gloin and Bomba, with Gimli." Mel said.
"I am Boromir son of Denethor." Boromir said.
"Very nice to meet you all." Bilbo said, he looked around for a moment before saying to the hobbits. "Well what are you young hobbit waiting for introduce yourselves!"
"Oh sorry." One said getting up. "My name is Pippin and this is Merry." He said gesturing to another hobbit who waved.
"My name," said another, "Is Samwise Gamgee."
"And mine is Frodo Bagginns." Said the last.
"Well hello all, nice to meet you I am sure." Mel said. Suddenly there came a sound of footsteps a group of elevn handmaidens came forward bustling about they saw Melyanna and curtseyed.
One of them stepped forward, "Hello Mistress Melyanna, we have been informed by you guardian that you are to be fitted for a dress."
All the color drained from Melyanna's face and she looked at the elf with a murderous glint to her eyes "I am going to kill that bastard of a dwarf!"
Gimli was roaring with laughter, "My lady elf you have no idea the perilous task you have been give."
"We were well warned, and were informed to take her, if the need arise, by force." All eight of the elves began to get closer to Melyanna.
"You'll have to catch me first!" Mel gave a loud war cry and took off into the trees running as if she had a pack of wolves behind her and not just some harmless elevn handmaidens.
Mel ran threw the courtyard and saw Gloin walking with Gandalf and what looked like Lord Elrod. She knew it was Gandalf because he had come to the Lonley Mountain once or twice. She raced past them and looked over her shoulder. "I am going to kill you Gloin!" She yelled, "Good evening Gandalf!" And them she was running full speed again.
Gandalf looked at Gloin, "Was that Melyanna?"
Gloin looked as if he were about to burst with laughter but was trying (and failing) to keep it back. "Yes, I had given the order for one of the tailors to fit her for a dress."
"So you sent a small party of handmaidens to fetch her?" Elrod asked lifting one of his eye brows.',=^( (A/N: Look it is an Elrod face, he he he!)
"She's hard to catch." Gimli sighed, "She hates dresses."
"So I gathered." Elrod said looking in the direction the girl had run off to. "And you brought her here in the hopes that I or Gandalf would be able to identify her race."
"That was the plan."
They walked a little bit more bin silence fore Elrod stopped. "So be it, bring her to me before the council tomorrow."
**Some where else a little while later.**
Gimli, Legolas, Boromir, and the hobbits Merry and Pippin had gone for a walk. They had walked all around the gardens and where now considering getting Melyanna so they could all eat. They had stopped in front of two pillars that where a little shorter than feet. They extended a little taller that the roof, and where right beside it.
"Where do you think she is?" Pippin asked sitting down beside one of the pillars.
"Probably still running." Gimli sifted most of his weight onto his axe.
"I think your right, or my eyes deceive me." Legolas pointed towards the horizon and sure enough Melyanna came running over it. She reached them in seconds and then doubled over gasping for breath.
"They-They caught me for a minute" She gasped and sucked in air, "But I escaped and now they are after me again!"
"Mistress Melyanna, this is most unlady like, please get back here." A voice called from the horizon.
"Damn they don't give up. Tell me when the cost is clear!" She placed her feet on one part of the pillar and her back to the other, then she preceded to walk up it. When she reached to top she jumped onto thee roof, climbed up it and hung over the other side so you could only see her fingers if you looked closely.
The elven maidens came clamoring up to them just as she had slung herself over the side. "Where did mistress Melyanna go?" One elf asked. They all pointed in different directions, the elf huffed and they all split up. As soon as they, where all out of sight Boromir called up, "All is clear!"
"Thanks." She said and started to climb down. "They are starting to scare me."
"Scare you? Your scaring me!" Legolas exclaimed, "Why don't you just where to dress?"
"It goes against my morals." Melyanna said, walking in the opposite direction, "I'm no damsel in distress, do you know how hard it is to where a dress and fight or run even remotely fast?"
"No, I can't say I can." Legolas stuttered.
"Then why don't you try, those ladies are hell bent on making someone a dress." She said, and walked away to find Gloin so she could strangle him.
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