"The Fellowship" A tail of Middle-Earth
The group looked as as they walked, rejoicing in the ability to finally be able to walk. A few of them were even talking out loud about it. Sara and Graziel went a little ways off from the rest. "I killed their leader," Graziel told her.
Sara blinked, and looked at him. "I congratulate you for your kill," She said, a tone of exclamation in her voice.
Graziel nodded, but then slightly shook his head. "Congratulate me when we're safe, otherwise be angry with me," He said.
Sara shook her head, and began to walk again with Graziel. "You have done more than your share," She said very truthfully.
Graziel nodded, but dissagreed again. "Aye, I have done more than my fair share, but you don't get it. By killin their leader, I have just started a war between the five of us, and the Orcs of Moria," He said grimly.
Ryan looked towards Graziel and called out. "Who are we going to see again?" He asked dimwittedly.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Lord of Lothlorien. He hath led a fellowship ere long ago," Grazie said with much enthusiasim. But of course the rest finally understood that a fellowship would be made at Lothlorien.
Ryan ran up to Sara, Graziel, and Alia. Frank trotted up. "So, what are we?" Ryan asked, "The Fellowship of Graziel?"
Graziel laughed, and looked at him. And said jokingly. "More like The Fellowship of inexperienced fighters in the land or Rohan."
Sara shook her head, and looked at them. "No, we need something better ... like The Fellowship of Hope, or something like that," She suggested.
Of course Frank bing the human that he is, said. "More like The Fellowship of Bickering Bananas. Or we could do something that we do .. you know?"
Graziel nodded, and looked at Frank as they walked. "In your case that would be The Fellowship of the Lost minds," He said.
Frank got mad at Graziel again. "OH YEAH! Well yours would be The Fellowship of guys ... who .. um ... talk really smart! Or something ... lik ... that .. yah," He said. Frank was thwarted again.
Graziel ran quickly over a hill to get something, while Ryan and Sara moved closer together. Ryan coughed a couple times, as Graziel came back with a root. "Spread it over the wound," He told him, and Ryan followed.
Sara sighed a little, and looked down at her feet as she walked, increasing her pace. She pulled her cloak closer, not wanting to say much; Frank fell a little behind them. They came unto softer grass, and the spikes on Frank's boots were ripping it to shreds.
Now that they were off the mountains, Graziel turned around, and spat at them. "CURSE THE DWARVES!" He shouted loudly.
Frank blinked and looked at the back of Graziel who had started walking again. "No need to get mad at Dwarves. They have feelings too," He said. But with that dumb remark, Graziel span around and shot an arrow through Frank's hat making it fly off his head. "EKE!" Frank said.
They finally reached the forest, as Frank muttered. Graziel walked in, and hte air suddenly lifted his spirits. They all looked around as they walked in. Franks wound on his shoulder healed, and so were everyone elses. The trees were silver, with golden leaves.
Graziel walked across a river, and all the darkness that had crept to his heart in the mountains, had washed away. He bagn to hum an Elven song. His feet were now refreshed. Sara and Ali did the same.
Frank sang a little song of his own s Graziel whispered uh oh. Frank and Ryan stopped at the side of the river. "Bravely bold Frank rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Frank. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brav brave brave Sir Frank," He sung, the stopped looking at Graziel.
Ryan ran through the water to the other side, and Frank walked. Suddenly as Frank was halfway through, hundreds of Elves suddenly surrounded them, and bows were strung, arrows aimed at Ryan and Frank. "FREEZE!" They shouted (didn't I tell you a lot had changed in 100 years?). Graziel sighed because he knew it, and Ryan looked at the elves.
Frank turned his head to Graziel, and said. "Oh my ... you should of told us Graziel."
Sara looked at the head Elf. "What is the meaning of this?" She questioned him.
"HUSH YOUR MOUTH WESTERN ELF!" The head Elf shouted.
Graziel looked at the elf. "This is Sara Arwen Starrain! Princess of Rivendell ... and I would mind you to watch your ill tounge!" He said back to him.
Sara blinked. "Excuse me?" She rested her hand on her sword. "I see no need for this type of violence, you are all being foolish!" She said to Graziel, and the Elves.
The head Elf looked ot her. "We apologieze gravely princess, but this is our land, and our laws," He said. "This is not Rivendell."
Sara looked back at him, and spoke calmly. "This may not be Rivendell ... and some of us may be Human or Elf, but the thing that should unite us is that we are friends .. so please .. lower your weapons."
The head Elf looked back ag Graziel. "Heir of Elrond," He said, which would be a surpise in the others ears.
Graziel nodded. "I know your laws soldier .. and they are understandable, but Elrond himself has appointed me to protect the humans," He said.
A little Elf ran up to the head Elf and told him something, and the head Elf nodded. "They must be allowed; we have recieved word; yes they may be allowed," He said.
After 30 minutes of walking, they came to a large wooden hall. It circle a large river, that circled a large hill. The hill held thousands of tall trees, and the trees had thousands of small homes on each. The head Elf walke across a bridge, and opened the gate. "The forest city," He said.
TBC ... I'm getting better at making you mad for waiting for the next chapter .. aren't I the little devil
The group looked as as they walked, rejoicing in the ability to finally be able to walk. A few of them were even talking out loud about it. Sara and Graziel went a little ways off from the rest. "I killed their leader," Graziel told her.
Sara blinked, and looked at him. "I congratulate you for your kill," She said, a tone of exclamation in her voice.
Graziel nodded, but then slightly shook his head. "Congratulate me when we're safe, otherwise be angry with me," He said.
Sara shook her head, and began to walk again with Graziel. "You have done more than your share," She said very truthfully.
Graziel nodded, but dissagreed again. "Aye, I have done more than my fair share, but you don't get it. By killin their leader, I have just started a war between the five of us, and the Orcs of Moria," He said grimly.
Ryan looked towards Graziel and called out. "Who are we going to see again?" He asked dimwittedly.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Lord of Lothlorien. He hath led a fellowship ere long ago," Grazie said with much enthusiasim. But of course the rest finally understood that a fellowship would be made at Lothlorien.
Ryan ran up to Sara, Graziel, and Alia. Frank trotted up. "So, what are we?" Ryan asked, "The Fellowship of Graziel?"
Graziel laughed, and looked at him. And said jokingly. "More like The Fellowship of inexperienced fighters in the land or Rohan."
Sara shook her head, and looked at them. "No, we need something better ... like The Fellowship of Hope, or something like that," She suggested.
Of course Frank bing the human that he is, said. "More like The Fellowship of Bickering Bananas. Or we could do something that we do .. you know?"
Graziel nodded, and looked at Frank as they walked. "In your case that would be The Fellowship of the Lost minds," He said.
Frank got mad at Graziel again. "OH YEAH! Well yours would be The Fellowship of guys ... who .. um ... talk really smart! Or something ... lik ... that .. yah," He said. Frank was thwarted again.
Graziel ran quickly over a hill to get something, while Ryan and Sara moved closer together. Ryan coughed a couple times, as Graziel came back with a root. "Spread it over the wound," He told him, and Ryan followed.
Sara sighed a little, and looked down at her feet as she walked, increasing her pace. She pulled her cloak closer, not wanting to say much; Frank fell a little behind them. They came unto softer grass, and the spikes on Frank's boots were ripping it to shreds.
Now that they were off the mountains, Graziel turned around, and spat at them. "CURSE THE DWARVES!" He shouted loudly.
Frank blinked and looked at the back of Graziel who had started walking again. "No need to get mad at Dwarves. They have feelings too," He said. But with that dumb remark, Graziel span around and shot an arrow through Frank's hat making it fly off his head. "EKE!" Frank said.
They finally reached the forest, as Frank muttered. Graziel walked in, and hte air suddenly lifted his spirits. They all looked around as they walked in. Franks wound on his shoulder healed, and so were everyone elses. The trees were silver, with golden leaves.
Graziel walked across a river, and all the darkness that had crept to his heart in the mountains, had washed away. He bagn to hum an Elven song. His feet were now refreshed. Sara and Ali did the same.
Frank sang a little song of his own s Graziel whispered uh oh. Frank and Ryan stopped at the side of the river. "Bravely bold Frank rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Frank. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brav brave brave Sir Frank," He sung, the stopped looking at Graziel.
Ryan ran through the water to the other side, and Frank walked. Suddenly as Frank was halfway through, hundreds of Elves suddenly surrounded them, and bows were strung, arrows aimed at Ryan and Frank. "FREEZE!" They shouted (didn't I tell you a lot had changed in 100 years?). Graziel sighed because he knew it, and Ryan looked at the elves.
Frank turned his head to Graziel, and said. "Oh my ... you should of told us Graziel."
Sara looked at the head Elf. "What is the meaning of this?" She questioned him.
"HUSH YOUR MOUTH WESTERN ELF!" The head Elf shouted.
Graziel looked at the elf. "This is Sara Arwen Starrain! Princess of Rivendell ... and I would mind you to watch your ill tounge!" He said back to him.
Sara blinked. "Excuse me?" She rested her hand on her sword. "I see no need for this type of violence, you are all being foolish!" She said to Graziel, and the Elves.
The head Elf looked ot her. "We apologieze gravely princess, but this is our land, and our laws," He said. "This is not Rivendell."
Sara looked back at him, and spoke calmly. "This may not be Rivendell ... and some of us may be Human or Elf, but the thing that should unite us is that we are friends .. so please .. lower your weapons."
The head Elf looked back ag Graziel. "Heir of Elrond," He said, which would be a surpise in the others ears.
Graziel nodded. "I know your laws soldier .. and they are understandable, but Elrond himself has appointed me to protect the humans," He said.
A little Elf ran up to the head Elf and told him something, and the head Elf nodded. "They must be allowed; we have recieved word; yes they may be allowed," He said.
After 30 minutes of walking, they came to a large wooden hall. It circle a large river, that circled a large hill. The hill held thousands of tall trees, and the trees had thousands of small homes on each. The head Elf walke across a bridge, and opened the gate. "The forest city," He said.
TBC ... I'm getting better at making you mad for waiting for the next chapter .. aren't I the little devil
