Purple Sky
By Angelic elf
Disclaimer: I own characters that are not out of LotR.
Chapter 6: The tension.
'' = telepathic conversations and thoughts. ************************************************************************* "Blythe! Blythe, wake up!" a voice called, shaking me back to consciousness.
"Go away!" I mumbled, rolling over.
"Blythe wake up, we must leave." I opened one eye and saw Aragorn staring at me. "Here." He said, tossing me a tunic. "Put this on. You have more in your pack. Now please, make haste, we must go."
Aragorn left my room. I got out of bed and faced the window, looking to the east. The sun had not yet risen. I glared into the darkness, and then changed into my tunic. "Half my luck." I muttered.
I joined Thea outside her room and we made for the stables, eating a slice of bread as we went.
"Who in God's name is awake this early." I said, as we entered the stable.
Aragorn was waiting for us. He had the horses packed already. "Come, the hour draws late. We must reach Rohan soon."
"The hour isn't late. This shouldn't even be called an hour!" I retorted. Aragorn just rolled his eyes and mounted his steed. Thea and I did the same as we rode out.
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We reached Edoras about two weeks later. When we got there, Eomer, Gandalf and another elf with black raven hair, met us on the steps of the golden hall.
"Aragorn, it is good to see you again." Said Eomer, embracing Aragorn as though he was a brother.
"Eomer, it has been too long. Vala! My dear Vala Calad, and Mithrandir! I must introduce you now to the daughters of the Simbelmyne, Thea and Blythe." Aragorn replied, gesturing to Thea and I.
"Hi. Howz it goin'." I said rather sheepishly. I was never usually like this, then again, I had never met people with swords poking out from under capes. I had to watch my tongue around here, or I would end up a kebab at a sushi bar. (Don't bother asking). Eomer and the elf named Vala Calad just looked at me as if I were a disease.
Thea just smiled and curtsied. My jaw dropped, Thea, bowing down to someone, oooo this was priceless!
Eomer led us all away into the castle place where he lived. Aragorn said it was the Golden hall, or Medusled. Any who, it had a funky name.
The hall inside was magnificent. The two towers gave it no credit to the splendour it withheld. I was in awe. My mouth was open most of the way up to the throne were I stood before Eomer as he sat down, with Aragorn and Gandalf on either side. Gandalf took off his blue hat, and winked at me from under his white bushy eyebrows. He was as kind, if not more than in the books.
Vala Calad stood beside me, rather reluctantly.
"My friends," Gandalf started, "orcs are roaming throughout the boarders of Rohan. I passed a band with a mere 100 head. They lack the numbers, but with hold their potency."
"If there are but a hundred that you saw, there must be many more!" Eomer said, terror in his eyes. He knew what happened last time he fought orcs. They claimed the life of many he knew and loved.
"They are rising from Mordor, that is my guess. But what would strive them forward? Hate? Malice? Hunger? No. They must be under a new command. Evil is rising." Gandalf said, his eyes going grey. His mind was racing. What to do. Where to turn.
"Elrond must be informed. We must hold a council. But why would evil rise so soon? Most of its soldiers have been depleted." Aragorn said. He stood quickly, as though about to set off again.
"No, there is no time. They are summoning their kin. I dare say, they will attack Edoras once again." Gandalf said, holding out his arm to stop Aragorn, at which Aragorn stopped dead. He stared forward. His eyes widened. 'Not again.' He thought, 'have these people not suffered enough?'
"We can send a messenger, but I doubt they will reach Imladris in time." Said Vala, the elf, who paced back and forth in the hall. Her green eyes searched the room as though looking for an answer in front of her.
"Vala. Stop." Gandalf said. She followed his word and stood still. Her eyes connected with the wizards. It looked as though they were conversing. But how?
I looked intently at the two, expressions played their faces. Then the elf looked at me.
'Keep your eyes off me you half bred.'
I heard her voice in my head. She could use telepathy to communicate! Well, I'll give her half bred!
'Who the hell do you think you are, calling me a half bred! If I have a reason, I'll look at you any way I want! Butt head!'
There, I'd gone and done it. By now everyone was looking at the two of us. It seemed like smoke was bellowing from our ears. The elf prolly didn't know what a butt head was, so, I think I shall use that frequently in days to come.
"I think it would be wise for us all to rest and cool off." Gandalf said, "Before we end up destroying old alliances."
Taking a hint, I marched off out the front of the golden hall.
"Blythe. Where are you going?" Aragorn called to me. I stoped and turned on my heel.
"I have no idea. But I don't wanna be anywhere never that cow you call an elf!" I shouted back and marched off again. Every one was stunned. I opened the door walked out and shut it again with a loud BANG!!!!!
"Call me a half bred will you! Well I'll show you half bred!" I said under my breath. I held my right fist up and punched one of the support poles. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!! OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" My hand swelled with pained as I fought back tears. I glanced at my hand, it was red, and one of my knuckles had been pushed back into my hand.
"S***!" I said at the top of my lungs.
One of the guards standing below on the steps raced up to me.
"What is the meaning of this! Milady, what is wrong?" He asked me, removing his helmet. I recognised him from the two towers, well sort of. He was Hallis, son of Hammond, all grown up! And boy was he a looker!
"I think I killed my hand." I said, then the pain became too much and I passed out.
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I awoke the next morning, at least I think it was. I looked down at my hand, which was now wrapped up like a mummy. Oh boy, I had really done it this time! I looked around the room I was in. It was dark, but the sun shone through a gab between the curtains. I was lying in a large bed, which had horse heads calved into it. Sitting up, I removed the blankets from around me with my left hand and got out of bed.
I followed a corridor around for what seemed like hours, but all I saw was locked doors. Boring!
I wandered around for a while longer, than I found myself in the main hall. Eomer was seated there again, discussing the orc situation with Gandalf, Aragorn and the butt head. Gandalf raised his head as he heard my light footsteps. Since becoming more like an elf, I had begun to walk a lot lighter on my feet. Cool huh?
"Ah, Blythe, how is your hand?" He said.
"Oh, yeah, you know, ok. What's going on?" I replied.
"We are deciding our next move." Aragorn told me. "But we do not know what to do."
"Why don't you just send a few scouts out to look for the orcs, and monitor their growth?" I said, taking a seat at a table. A servant offered me some fruit and I took an apple, which I bit into.
"That would never work! It is too dangerous!" Butt head said.
"You know, she may have a point Vala." Gandalf said, turning to me. "That would work actually."
"Well, duh. If you think about it, how else will you know if you have time to flee or fight or send for help?" I said, being the little smart alec I am.
"Well, it is settled then. Gamling! Send out our scouts, tell them to observe the orcs and report back to me in a week." Eomer said, standing in a high and mighty way.
A man with short red hair and a moustache came for and bowed before Eomer. "Yes my lord." He said and ran off to find the scouts.
"I hope this works." Eomer said as he resumed his seat.
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During the time that had passed, I hung out with Hallis whilst he was off duty, and continued to receive dirty glares from Vala Calad. I question Aragorn on her motifs and all he said was: "Its just her way, she doesn't trust many. Take no head to her words."
Well I don't care, no one gets away with calling me half bred!
Thea just hung around the hall most of the time reading, or chatting with Gandalf, trying to find out more about Galadriel and Celeborn and elves in general.
The scouts returned a week later as promised and reported that the orcs had multiplied, as though by magic, and that their forces were headed towards Edoras. But these were no mere orcs, nor were they the uruk-hai. They were some unknown evil.
"Oh great, this is wonderful." I said sarcastically, when they told Eomer. I prolly said it too loud too, as they stared at me in shock. I don't think they caught that I was being stupid, but they then ignored me. All Hallis could do was try to hide his laughter. He was really cool.
"What do we do now my lord?" Gamling asked on bended knee.
"We ride, to the deep that was remade. We set out early morn. Tell all my people. Carry least of what they can." Eomer replied.
Gamling then stood and walked out to summon the people of Rohan, who had now flocked to Edoras, as the 'orcs' had invaded many of the villages.
"Everyone, pack what you can, tomorrow, we ride!" Eomer said as he retreated to his quarters. I too returned to my room and packed the little what I had, then left it in the hall. I would sleep there tonight.
************************************************************************* A/n: No hard feeling Levanna. I'm just trying to get the whole wary thing happening. Tell me what you think. I won't keep the two as enemies for long.
Any hoobies, if anyone else wants to join this epic, feel free just reply with your characters details, race, who they hook up with, if their good or bad or whatever you like. Chow!
By Angelic elf
Disclaimer: I own characters that are not out of LotR.
Chapter 6: The tension.
'' = telepathic conversations and thoughts. ************************************************************************* "Blythe! Blythe, wake up!" a voice called, shaking me back to consciousness.
"Go away!" I mumbled, rolling over.
"Blythe wake up, we must leave." I opened one eye and saw Aragorn staring at me. "Here." He said, tossing me a tunic. "Put this on. You have more in your pack. Now please, make haste, we must go."
Aragorn left my room. I got out of bed and faced the window, looking to the east. The sun had not yet risen. I glared into the darkness, and then changed into my tunic. "Half my luck." I muttered.
I joined Thea outside her room and we made for the stables, eating a slice of bread as we went.
"Who in God's name is awake this early." I said, as we entered the stable.
Aragorn was waiting for us. He had the horses packed already. "Come, the hour draws late. We must reach Rohan soon."
"The hour isn't late. This shouldn't even be called an hour!" I retorted. Aragorn just rolled his eyes and mounted his steed. Thea and I did the same as we rode out.
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We reached Edoras about two weeks later. When we got there, Eomer, Gandalf and another elf with black raven hair, met us on the steps of the golden hall.
"Aragorn, it is good to see you again." Said Eomer, embracing Aragorn as though he was a brother.
"Eomer, it has been too long. Vala! My dear Vala Calad, and Mithrandir! I must introduce you now to the daughters of the Simbelmyne, Thea and Blythe." Aragorn replied, gesturing to Thea and I.
"Hi. Howz it goin'." I said rather sheepishly. I was never usually like this, then again, I had never met people with swords poking out from under capes. I had to watch my tongue around here, or I would end up a kebab at a sushi bar. (Don't bother asking). Eomer and the elf named Vala Calad just looked at me as if I were a disease.
Thea just smiled and curtsied. My jaw dropped, Thea, bowing down to someone, oooo this was priceless!
Eomer led us all away into the castle place where he lived. Aragorn said it was the Golden hall, or Medusled. Any who, it had a funky name.
The hall inside was magnificent. The two towers gave it no credit to the splendour it withheld. I was in awe. My mouth was open most of the way up to the throne were I stood before Eomer as he sat down, with Aragorn and Gandalf on either side. Gandalf took off his blue hat, and winked at me from under his white bushy eyebrows. He was as kind, if not more than in the books.
Vala Calad stood beside me, rather reluctantly.
"My friends," Gandalf started, "orcs are roaming throughout the boarders of Rohan. I passed a band with a mere 100 head. They lack the numbers, but with hold their potency."
"If there are but a hundred that you saw, there must be many more!" Eomer said, terror in his eyes. He knew what happened last time he fought orcs. They claimed the life of many he knew and loved.
"They are rising from Mordor, that is my guess. But what would strive them forward? Hate? Malice? Hunger? No. They must be under a new command. Evil is rising." Gandalf said, his eyes going grey. His mind was racing. What to do. Where to turn.
"Elrond must be informed. We must hold a council. But why would evil rise so soon? Most of its soldiers have been depleted." Aragorn said. He stood quickly, as though about to set off again.
"No, there is no time. They are summoning their kin. I dare say, they will attack Edoras once again." Gandalf said, holding out his arm to stop Aragorn, at which Aragorn stopped dead. He stared forward. His eyes widened. 'Not again.' He thought, 'have these people not suffered enough?'
"We can send a messenger, but I doubt they will reach Imladris in time." Said Vala, the elf, who paced back and forth in the hall. Her green eyes searched the room as though looking for an answer in front of her.
"Vala. Stop." Gandalf said. She followed his word and stood still. Her eyes connected with the wizards. It looked as though they were conversing. But how?
I looked intently at the two, expressions played their faces. Then the elf looked at me.
'Keep your eyes off me you half bred.'
I heard her voice in my head. She could use telepathy to communicate! Well, I'll give her half bred!
'Who the hell do you think you are, calling me a half bred! If I have a reason, I'll look at you any way I want! Butt head!'
There, I'd gone and done it. By now everyone was looking at the two of us. It seemed like smoke was bellowing from our ears. The elf prolly didn't know what a butt head was, so, I think I shall use that frequently in days to come.
"I think it would be wise for us all to rest and cool off." Gandalf said, "Before we end up destroying old alliances."
Taking a hint, I marched off out the front of the golden hall.
"Blythe. Where are you going?" Aragorn called to me. I stoped and turned on my heel.
"I have no idea. But I don't wanna be anywhere never that cow you call an elf!" I shouted back and marched off again. Every one was stunned. I opened the door walked out and shut it again with a loud BANG!!!!!
"Call me a half bred will you! Well I'll show you half bred!" I said under my breath. I held my right fist up and punched one of the support poles. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!! OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" My hand swelled with pained as I fought back tears. I glanced at my hand, it was red, and one of my knuckles had been pushed back into my hand.
"S***!" I said at the top of my lungs.
One of the guards standing below on the steps raced up to me.
"What is the meaning of this! Milady, what is wrong?" He asked me, removing his helmet. I recognised him from the two towers, well sort of. He was Hallis, son of Hammond, all grown up! And boy was he a looker!
"I think I killed my hand." I said, then the pain became too much and I passed out.
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I awoke the next morning, at least I think it was. I looked down at my hand, which was now wrapped up like a mummy. Oh boy, I had really done it this time! I looked around the room I was in. It was dark, but the sun shone through a gab between the curtains. I was lying in a large bed, which had horse heads calved into it. Sitting up, I removed the blankets from around me with my left hand and got out of bed.
I followed a corridor around for what seemed like hours, but all I saw was locked doors. Boring!
I wandered around for a while longer, than I found myself in the main hall. Eomer was seated there again, discussing the orc situation with Gandalf, Aragorn and the butt head. Gandalf raised his head as he heard my light footsteps. Since becoming more like an elf, I had begun to walk a lot lighter on my feet. Cool huh?
"Ah, Blythe, how is your hand?" He said.
"Oh, yeah, you know, ok. What's going on?" I replied.
"We are deciding our next move." Aragorn told me. "But we do not know what to do."
"Why don't you just send a few scouts out to look for the orcs, and monitor their growth?" I said, taking a seat at a table. A servant offered me some fruit and I took an apple, which I bit into.
"That would never work! It is too dangerous!" Butt head said.
"You know, she may have a point Vala." Gandalf said, turning to me. "That would work actually."
"Well, duh. If you think about it, how else will you know if you have time to flee or fight or send for help?" I said, being the little smart alec I am.
"Well, it is settled then. Gamling! Send out our scouts, tell them to observe the orcs and report back to me in a week." Eomer said, standing in a high and mighty way.
A man with short red hair and a moustache came for and bowed before Eomer. "Yes my lord." He said and ran off to find the scouts.
"I hope this works." Eomer said as he resumed his seat.
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During the time that had passed, I hung out with Hallis whilst he was off duty, and continued to receive dirty glares from Vala Calad. I question Aragorn on her motifs and all he said was: "Its just her way, she doesn't trust many. Take no head to her words."
Well I don't care, no one gets away with calling me half bred!
Thea just hung around the hall most of the time reading, or chatting with Gandalf, trying to find out more about Galadriel and Celeborn and elves in general.
The scouts returned a week later as promised and reported that the orcs had multiplied, as though by magic, and that their forces were headed towards Edoras. But these were no mere orcs, nor were they the uruk-hai. They were some unknown evil.
"Oh great, this is wonderful." I said sarcastically, when they told Eomer. I prolly said it too loud too, as they stared at me in shock. I don't think they caught that I was being stupid, but they then ignored me. All Hallis could do was try to hide his laughter. He was really cool.
"What do we do now my lord?" Gamling asked on bended knee.
"We ride, to the deep that was remade. We set out early morn. Tell all my people. Carry least of what they can." Eomer replied.
Gamling then stood and walked out to summon the people of Rohan, who had now flocked to Edoras, as the 'orcs' had invaded many of the villages.
"Everyone, pack what you can, tomorrow, we ride!" Eomer said as he retreated to his quarters. I too returned to my room and packed the little what I had, then left it in the hall. I would sleep there tonight.
************************************************************************* A/n: No hard feeling Levanna. I'm just trying to get the whole wary thing happening. Tell me what you think. I won't keep the two as enemies for long.
Any hoobies, if anyone else wants to join this epic, feel free just reply with your characters details, race, who they hook up with, if their good or bad or whatever you like. Chow!