Sorry ;::bows bows:: with all the frustrations of FF.net lately I haven't gotten around to this. Please I hope I haven't lost anyone ::cries:; Been SO long since I updated the fic.
Disclaimer I not own LOTR.
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Rúmil descended from the stairs of the small tree top house. Behind him Orophin followed closely, both had left Astal to take care of herself. Moment in the southern tree line drew both brothers cautiously to investigate. A pang of ill feeling ran though both their bodies, it was the diplomats. Sinking into the saturated darkness, the brothers waited they were to close to run away from them.
'Where is Haldir?' Orophin spoke up.
The diplomats jumped staring closely at the darkness. Gradually, before them, Orophin materialized from the darkness. Preferring to remain hidden Rúmil declined any chance to move out of the darkness. Watching as the diplomats tried to slide further away from Orophin.
'Being punished, it's up to Valar if he lives or not.' The dominate growled.
'Were is he, or by Valar's choice or not will you be dead.' Orophin hissed.
As if on que the sound of a bow going taught, filled the rainy night air. Orophin took in a deep breathe of the sweet smell of the rain filled night, waiting for their answer. The diplomats shoulders dropped, they dare not test the patience of a Loth Loiren Elf.
'Strait south, you'll run across him eventually.'
Orophin uncharacteristically rolled his eyes in digest. Wasting no more time to take off running into the southern woods. His brother close on his heels.
Rain soaked branches slapped at their bodies like orc whips. Urgency pushed them forward, thankfully the diplomats left a clear enough path. Still the continuous down pour of rain made it traitorous. Lighting flashed, the distraction caused Rúmil to slip on the forest floor. As quick as the thunder Orophin grabbed his brothers arm steadying him.
'Try not to fall.' Orophin ordered.
Rúmil nodded, as they continued.
Soon they came upon a clearing, lighting flashed more vigorously lighting up the forest like day. In the light they saw Haldir, hanging limply from a rope. Rúmil rushed forward to his brother, as Orophin pulled out his sword. Cutting the rope with great ease. Under the weight of his brother, Rúmil dropped to the forest floor slowly.
'No pulse.' Rúmil shouted slapping his brothers face hard. 'Haldir! Come on it's Rúmil and Orophin. Dammit don't give up on your daughter Astal.' Rúmil slapped his brother again harder. 'Haldir!'
Haldir drew a quiet breath, small but a breath nonetheless.
'Orophin help me, we need to get him back in a hurry. He's been hurt badly.'
Orophin ran over to Rúmil, picking up Haldir who was still sprawled across his brothers lap. Besides the ugly mark were the rope tightened around Haldir's neck, Orophin could see welts, blood, and a nasty bruise on his head. Together they made quick haste back. Guided by the light of bolts of electricity that danced from the heavens.
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Okay 519 my bed time cause it's am not pm.
Disclaimer I not own LOTR.
~@~
Rúmil descended from the stairs of the small tree top house. Behind him Orophin followed closely, both had left Astal to take care of herself. Moment in the southern tree line drew both brothers cautiously to investigate. A pang of ill feeling ran though both their bodies, it was the diplomats. Sinking into the saturated darkness, the brothers waited they were to close to run away from them.
'Where is Haldir?' Orophin spoke up.
The diplomats jumped staring closely at the darkness. Gradually, before them, Orophin materialized from the darkness. Preferring to remain hidden Rúmil declined any chance to move out of the darkness. Watching as the diplomats tried to slide further away from Orophin.
'Being punished, it's up to Valar if he lives or not.' The dominate growled.
'Were is he, or by Valar's choice or not will you be dead.' Orophin hissed.
As if on que the sound of a bow going taught, filled the rainy night air. Orophin took in a deep breathe of the sweet smell of the rain filled night, waiting for their answer. The diplomats shoulders dropped, they dare not test the patience of a Loth Loiren Elf.
'Strait south, you'll run across him eventually.'
Orophin uncharacteristically rolled his eyes in digest. Wasting no more time to take off running into the southern woods. His brother close on his heels.
Rain soaked branches slapped at their bodies like orc whips. Urgency pushed them forward, thankfully the diplomats left a clear enough path. Still the continuous down pour of rain made it traitorous. Lighting flashed, the distraction caused Rúmil to slip on the forest floor. As quick as the thunder Orophin grabbed his brothers arm steadying him.
'Try not to fall.' Orophin ordered.
Rúmil nodded, as they continued.
Soon they came upon a clearing, lighting flashed more vigorously lighting up the forest like day. In the light they saw Haldir, hanging limply from a rope. Rúmil rushed forward to his brother, as Orophin pulled out his sword. Cutting the rope with great ease. Under the weight of his brother, Rúmil dropped to the forest floor slowly.
'No pulse.' Rúmil shouted slapping his brothers face hard. 'Haldir! Come on it's Rúmil and Orophin. Dammit don't give up on your daughter Astal.' Rúmil slapped his brother again harder. 'Haldir!'
Haldir drew a quiet breath, small but a breath nonetheless.
'Orophin help me, we need to get him back in a hurry. He's been hurt badly.'
Orophin ran over to Rúmil, picking up Haldir who was still sprawled across his brothers lap. Besides the ugly mark were the rope tightened around Haldir's neck, Orophin could see welts, blood, and a nasty bruise on his head. Together they made quick haste back. Guided by the light of bolts of electricity that danced from the heavens.
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Okay 519 my bed time cause it's am not pm.