A/N: Whoops, here I am again, Okay, first things to remember before we
continue: This is a messed up universe: Nobody is going to Valinor, Frodo
Baggins and the hobbits will meet the group again, and I'm seriously
screwing up Year 1421 S.R.. So remember that when you read this fic.
Anyway, I don't own anybody except Niliwen, so have fun.
The Oliphaunt Incident
About October, patrols across Ithilien were resumed, and of course this matter kept all of us busy. I really wondered when would the day come that I'd get to go on field. I didn't have to wait long to find out.
It all began on October 2, the day that Faramir and Beregond returned from the City with news from South Ithilien. (by the way, in this diary I'm skipping all those titles that are used in court)Well, so they decided to go on patrol by themselves until Lord Firion gave a dare that us women would go along-and that we would get back without any incident. Hmmm, seems like he hasn't quite knocked into his head that the Princess of Ithilien (hey, if Faramir is the Prince of Ithilien, that makes Eowyn a princess) had made her mark in the War. Beregond was forced to leave Bergil with his grandfather, and we began preparing for the trip. Oh well, Beregond didn't mind having Eowyn come with them, but he had some misgivings about Eowyn's decision to allow me to come. After all, I know South Ithilien like my own backyard-after all it was my backyard before. About the part of no incidents, that would be a bit hard but provided I toed the line, we'd get back fine.
We left Emyn Arnen on the fifth of October and we rode along nicely without any incident until we reached the River Poros. (by now, it must have been around the fourteenth) We were walking along, when I heard a low moo in the distance. "There are cows there! Unbelievable!" I whispered. "Do you think there's a herdsman nearby?" Eowyn asked. "I don't think so. Nobody has really come down here for years" Faramir said. "Does that mean they can be wild?" Beregond asked. Suddenly, I heard a bellow and the sound of hooves. "Who kicked a rock?" Faramir asked in annoyance. "Don't look at me" I said. Beregond raised his hand guiltily. "Well, at least the river is between us and them. Is that right?" Eowyn asked. "Let's just go off before the cows cross the river" Beregond said nonchalantly as we walked off.
Some days later, we were more than halfway home when once again, we heard something in the woods. Our horses had run off days and days ago, but we were sure that they'd turn up in Emyn Arnen soon. But for now we had to go on foot, and this added to our advantage for the next three minutes. "Ssh. Get down. It's no cow this time" Faramir warned us as we ducked in the brush. Eowyn was trying to control her snickers as her husband peered over the brush. After a while, Faramir motioned for us to take a look. I saw a great beast with rusty, yet tough armor, long tusks and great eyes. "It's an Oliphaunt" I exclaimed. "Sshh! I thought they were all gone in the War" Beregond said. "Well one must have come down here then" Eowyn remarked. "What are we going to do?" Beregond asked. "Shoot it" I replied. Faramir and Eowyn looked at me. "Have you ever faced an Oliphaunt before, Niliwen?" Faramir asked me. I shook my head. "But if we leave it here, who knows what it can do?" Eowyn asked. "That's my point" I said. Beregond asked, "Are you three insane?" Faramir thought for a while and finally said "We can do it, but after it's shot, we really have to run. Stay away from its tusks ". "Well, ready Niliwen? Let's get this over with" Eowyn said. I lifted my bow and shot an arrow towards the Oliphaunt, who promptly bellowed in pain and began charging towards us. Without having to be told, we began running for dear life towards the North.
We crashed through the brush as the mumakil charged at our heels. I figured we'd been running non-stop for quite a while, because soon, the hills Emyn Arnen and the City of Minas Tirith came into our sight. "Maybe we should jump into the river and get onto the Pelennor!" I yelled as I tried to keep up. "We can't. Look, there are boats" Beregond pointed out. He was right, for there were boats coming to the Landings at Harlond. Suddenly, I heard a bellow and I felt something snag the hood of my cloak and throw me into the wood. I landed against a tree, and looked up to see the Oliphaunt, with a shard of my clothing on one of its tusks. Screaming, I clambered up a tree, and I surveyed my position. If I shrieked for help, I would surely be heard all the way in the Citadel, but I feared help wouldn't arrive in time. I heard a yell, and I saw Eowyn about to get cornered by the beast. "Niliwen! See if you can shoot its eye!" Faramir called from somewhere in the forest. I reached for my bow, and I made a huge mistake: I looked down. Panic rose in my chest as I screamed at the top of my lungs and I fired my arrow haphazardly. But praise the Valar, it struck the Oliphaunt in the eye area. "Good shot" Eowyn said as I wriggled to try to get back in an upright position. Eowyn had also found her bow (she'd been learning archery) and she managed to hit the beast too. A few more arrows and the beast was dead.
I just sighed with relief, until I heard a horse ride into the clearing. "What's going on here?" I heard a voice. I looked and I fell off the branch in sheer embarrassment, because I saw the King standing with us in the clearing! "Your majesty, there's just been a stray Oliphaunt here in Ithilien" Faramir said. "Actually, it chased us all the way here. How did you find us?" Eowyn piped up. "I heard somebody scream. I believe it was your companion here," the King said as he looked to me. I got up, brushing the leaves off my clothing and curtsied before the King. "I think we should get going now" Beregond said as he glared at me. "I'm sorry for putting you in such embarrassment, but I'm really afraid of heights" I said sheepishly.
A/N: That might not have been too good, but send a review anyway.
The Oliphaunt Incident
About October, patrols across Ithilien were resumed, and of course this matter kept all of us busy. I really wondered when would the day come that I'd get to go on field. I didn't have to wait long to find out.
It all began on October 2, the day that Faramir and Beregond returned from the City with news from South Ithilien. (by the way, in this diary I'm skipping all those titles that are used in court)Well, so they decided to go on patrol by themselves until Lord Firion gave a dare that us women would go along-and that we would get back without any incident. Hmmm, seems like he hasn't quite knocked into his head that the Princess of Ithilien (hey, if Faramir is the Prince of Ithilien, that makes Eowyn a princess) had made her mark in the War. Beregond was forced to leave Bergil with his grandfather, and we began preparing for the trip. Oh well, Beregond didn't mind having Eowyn come with them, but he had some misgivings about Eowyn's decision to allow me to come. After all, I know South Ithilien like my own backyard-after all it was my backyard before. About the part of no incidents, that would be a bit hard but provided I toed the line, we'd get back fine.
We left Emyn Arnen on the fifth of October and we rode along nicely without any incident until we reached the River Poros. (by now, it must have been around the fourteenth) We were walking along, when I heard a low moo in the distance. "There are cows there! Unbelievable!" I whispered. "Do you think there's a herdsman nearby?" Eowyn asked. "I don't think so. Nobody has really come down here for years" Faramir said. "Does that mean they can be wild?" Beregond asked. Suddenly, I heard a bellow and the sound of hooves. "Who kicked a rock?" Faramir asked in annoyance. "Don't look at me" I said. Beregond raised his hand guiltily. "Well, at least the river is between us and them. Is that right?" Eowyn asked. "Let's just go off before the cows cross the river" Beregond said nonchalantly as we walked off.
Some days later, we were more than halfway home when once again, we heard something in the woods. Our horses had run off days and days ago, but we were sure that they'd turn up in Emyn Arnen soon. But for now we had to go on foot, and this added to our advantage for the next three minutes. "Ssh. Get down. It's no cow this time" Faramir warned us as we ducked in the brush. Eowyn was trying to control her snickers as her husband peered over the brush. After a while, Faramir motioned for us to take a look. I saw a great beast with rusty, yet tough armor, long tusks and great eyes. "It's an Oliphaunt" I exclaimed. "Sshh! I thought they were all gone in the War" Beregond said. "Well one must have come down here then" Eowyn remarked. "What are we going to do?" Beregond asked. "Shoot it" I replied. Faramir and Eowyn looked at me. "Have you ever faced an Oliphaunt before, Niliwen?" Faramir asked me. I shook my head. "But if we leave it here, who knows what it can do?" Eowyn asked. "That's my point" I said. Beregond asked, "Are you three insane?" Faramir thought for a while and finally said "We can do it, but after it's shot, we really have to run. Stay away from its tusks ". "Well, ready Niliwen? Let's get this over with" Eowyn said. I lifted my bow and shot an arrow towards the Oliphaunt, who promptly bellowed in pain and began charging towards us. Without having to be told, we began running for dear life towards the North.
We crashed through the brush as the mumakil charged at our heels. I figured we'd been running non-stop for quite a while, because soon, the hills Emyn Arnen and the City of Minas Tirith came into our sight. "Maybe we should jump into the river and get onto the Pelennor!" I yelled as I tried to keep up. "We can't. Look, there are boats" Beregond pointed out. He was right, for there were boats coming to the Landings at Harlond. Suddenly, I heard a bellow and I felt something snag the hood of my cloak and throw me into the wood. I landed against a tree, and looked up to see the Oliphaunt, with a shard of my clothing on one of its tusks. Screaming, I clambered up a tree, and I surveyed my position. If I shrieked for help, I would surely be heard all the way in the Citadel, but I feared help wouldn't arrive in time. I heard a yell, and I saw Eowyn about to get cornered by the beast. "Niliwen! See if you can shoot its eye!" Faramir called from somewhere in the forest. I reached for my bow, and I made a huge mistake: I looked down. Panic rose in my chest as I screamed at the top of my lungs and I fired my arrow haphazardly. But praise the Valar, it struck the Oliphaunt in the eye area. "Good shot" Eowyn said as I wriggled to try to get back in an upright position. Eowyn had also found her bow (she'd been learning archery) and she managed to hit the beast too. A few more arrows and the beast was dead.
I just sighed with relief, until I heard a horse ride into the clearing. "What's going on here?" I heard a voice. I looked and I fell off the branch in sheer embarrassment, because I saw the King standing with us in the clearing! "Your majesty, there's just been a stray Oliphaunt here in Ithilien" Faramir said. "Actually, it chased us all the way here. How did you find us?" Eowyn piped up. "I heard somebody scream. I believe it was your companion here," the King said as he looked to me. I got up, brushing the leaves off my clothing and curtsied before the King. "I think we should get going now" Beregond said as he glared at me. "I'm sorry for putting you in such embarrassment, but I'm really afraid of heights" I said sheepishly.
A/N: That might not have been too good, but send a review anyway.