'Aaaahhhhhhhh, what a good night sleep.' I thought to myself, stretching.
"Good morning Legolas." Aragorn called out to me.
"Good morning Arigorn." I yelled back.
"How do you feel?" Aragorn asked, walking into the room.
"Erg....I feel great!!!" I exclaimed, moving around a bit.
"Fantastic! We need to set off." He told me.
"Where are we going Arigorn?" I questioned him.
"Well, it turns out that Frodo has offered me the ring." He explained. I immediately sat up.
"Did you take it?" I said, in almost a whisper.
"I am afraid so." My smile was wiped off my face. "We need to make for....Mordor." He told me, remembering what happened last time we tried that.
"Where has Frodo and the other hobbits gone?" I questioned.
"Well back to the Shire of course." He said, like that was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I bet they were happy to get rid of that evil thing." I said staring at it, in disbelieve.
"Indeed." He pulled out the ring. I only stared in amazement, and my eyes widened as he handed the ring to me.
"Can you read what it says Legolas? I don't understand why I can't read it, I speak Elvish." I
"Arigorn, Its written in Elvish, but it's really the dark tongue of Mordor." I explained.
"So what does it say Legolas?" I took a deep breath as I examined it.
"Ash nazg durbatuluk, Ash nazg gimbatul, Ash nazg thrakatuluk, Agh burzum-ishi krimpatul." I read looking up slowly.
"We need to make for Mordor, but get some food. I have something I need to attend to." I nodded my head.
