The party was due to leave at dawn. They would be traveling to the Dragon
Lands by way of the Alder pass, stopping at Rivendell, and from there, ten
fortnights before they were to reach the lands.
"All in all," Elrond said, "The trip, provided you are not stopped by orcs, spiders, or anything else of the sort, should take most of a month."
Avatre yawned. She was not used to being up this late, and having to leave at dawn tomorrow. Legolas noticed Avatre's fatigue.
"Elrond sir, I think it is time for us to retire if we are to be awake in the morning," he interrupted Elrond as he was going on about supplies.
"Too true, Legolas," Elrond replied, "Leave, and be up at the crack of dawn, ready to be off."
Avatre barely noticed how she got to her room, but she collapsed on the bed. The moment she lay down to sleep, it seemed like someone was shaking her awake.
"Wha?" Avatre blearily looked at Ari shaking her awake, "Is it time already?"
Ari nodded and left, assuming Avatre would dress and prepare. Avatre wearily got up and dressed in an outfit that consisted of light green, dark green, and more green. She also found an elven cloak waiting for her. It was very light, and from the stories she had heard, it had the special power of disguise. The oak leaf clasp was very pretty, too. All the provisions were packed already, and waiting by the bedstand. Lying next to the bag was a beautiful dagger.
*To protect myself, no doubt,* Avatre thought with half a mind awake.
"Why did I have to be special?," she lamented aloud, "All I wanted was to be normal. That's all I wanted."
She thought back to when this had all started. Elrond seemed almost. . . afraid. As if he wanted them to be off as soon as possible.
*Didn't even have time for the duel Legolas promised me.*
"Oh well," she sighed, "Might as well be off."
She opened the door into the hallway and realized she had no idea where she was going. Avatre swerved to the right, hoping she was right, and proceeded down that way. Eventually she ended up in a labyrinth of twisting halls.
"Hmmm, I think I went this way already," she said to herself, "Argh! I'm lost."
Avatre sat on the floor, and leaned back upon a pillar. Surely it wouldn't hurt to take a little nap until someone found her. After all, it was only dawn. . .
~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
"Where is she?" Legolas demanded to Ari, "She should have been here by now IF you had guided her!"
Ari scowled. "It was a mistake. I, being only 825, give or take a few years, am allowed to make mistakes."
Legolas felt an oncoming headache. Elrond was going to have his head broiled for this.
"I'll go search for her, Havnor, make sure everyone else has everything they need." Legolas disappeared into the reaches of the castle.
Legolas looked around various hallways.
*She can't have gone too far,* he thought.
He almost gave her up for lost forever until he spotted a lump leaned against a pillar. A lump with blue hair.
"Avatre!" Legolas shook her awake.
"Eh," she mumbled something and leaned against his shoulder to go back to sleep.
"Avatre! Wake up!"
"Ok, ok."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When Avatre had been in the village of Kashet, she did duties with the animals because "she had no other useful use." Therefore, she was familiar with riding horses and placing saddles, bridles, etc. right? Wrong. Avatre stared at the saddles, reinless, bitless horses.
"How do I get on?" The horse was pretty tall, too.
Havnor smiled at the plight she was in. "Here, I'll give you a boost."
Avatre flashed a grateful look at him. "How do I steer?"
"Usually we talk to them, or use signals with our legs. Because you're new at this, your horse should naturally follow whoever's in front of you, unless you confuse him. By the way, his name is Trepp."
"Trepp," Avatre tried the name out on her tongue and smiled.
A/N: A bit short, but I did want to get this out, considering I haven't updated in. . . forever. :-D R&R! Actually it's just R, because to get down here you must have read it already.
"All in all," Elrond said, "The trip, provided you are not stopped by orcs, spiders, or anything else of the sort, should take most of a month."
Avatre yawned. She was not used to being up this late, and having to leave at dawn tomorrow. Legolas noticed Avatre's fatigue.
"Elrond sir, I think it is time for us to retire if we are to be awake in the morning," he interrupted Elrond as he was going on about supplies.
"Too true, Legolas," Elrond replied, "Leave, and be up at the crack of dawn, ready to be off."
Avatre barely noticed how she got to her room, but she collapsed on the bed. The moment she lay down to sleep, it seemed like someone was shaking her awake.
"Wha?" Avatre blearily looked at Ari shaking her awake, "Is it time already?"
Ari nodded and left, assuming Avatre would dress and prepare. Avatre wearily got up and dressed in an outfit that consisted of light green, dark green, and more green. She also found an elven cloak waiting for her. It was very light, and from the stories she had heard, it had the special power of disguise. The oak leaf clasp was very pretty, too. All the provisions were packed already, and waiting by the bedstand. Lying next to the bag was a beautiful dagger.
*To protect myself, no doubt,* Avatre thought with half a mind awake.
"Why did I have to be special?," she lamented aloud, "All I wanted was to be normal. That's all I wanted."
She thought back to when this had all started. Elrond seemed almost. . . afraid. As if he wanted them to be off as soon as possible.
*Didn't even have time for the duel Legolas promised me.*
"Oh well," she sighed, "Might as well be off."
She opened the door into the hallway and realized she had no idea where she was going. Avatre swerved to the right, hoping she was right, and proceeded down that way. Eventually she ended up in a labyrinth of twisting halls.
"Hmmm, I think I went this way already," she said to herself, "Argh! I'm lost."
Avatre sat on the floor, and leaned back upon a pillar. Surely it wouldn't hurt to take a little nap until someone found her. After all, it was only dawn. . .
~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~
"Where is she?" Legolas demanded to Ari, "She should have been here by now IF you had guided her!"
Ari scowled. "It was a mistake. I, being only 825, give or take a few years, am allowed to make mistakes."
Legolas felt an oncoming headache. Elrond was going to have his head broiled for this.
"I'll go search for her, Havnor, make sure everyone else has everything they need." Legolas disappeared into the reaches of the castle.
Legolas looked around various hallways.
*She can't have gone too far,* he thought.
He almost gave her up for lost forever until he spotted a lump leaned against a pillar. A lump with blue hair.
"Avatre!" Legolas shook her awake.
"Eh," she mumbled something and leaned against his shoulder to go back to sleep.
"Avatre! Wake up!"
"Ok, ok."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
When Avatre had been in the village of Kashet, she did duties with the animals because "she had no other useful use." Therefore, she was familiar with riding horses and placing saddles, bridles, etc. right? Wrong. Avatre stared at the saddles, reinless, bitless horses.
"How do I get on?" The horse was pretty tall, too.
Havnor smiled at the plight she was in. "Here, I'll give you a boost."
Avatre flashed a grateful look at him. "How do I steer?"
"Usually we talk to them, or use signals with our legs. Because you're new at this, your horse should naturally follow whoever's in front of you, unless you confuse him. By the way, his name is Trepp."
"Trepp," Avatre tried the name out on her tongue and smiled.
A/N: A bit short, but I did want to get this out, considering I haven't updated in. . . forever. :-D R&R! Actually it's just R, because to get down here you must have read it already.
