Our first night in the wild was certainly an interesting one. Merry
and Pippin had managed to eat most of the sausages, and I nibbled on
lembas. Aragorn and I missed my sister, Arwen terribly, and we spent most
of that night staring at the Evenstar.
We got an early start the next morning. My hair had become matted so I re-braided it, with help from Rhia, who soon fell back asleep.
"You do not need to look like you are going to bloody council", Aragorn growled at me.
"I am surrounded by men, you would think that I would want to look my best all times", I said, shaking my hips slightly, and packing up my belongings.
No doubt Boromir was looking.
"You do not need to waste half the bloody morning to fix your hair." Aragorn began again.
"Yes she does. If she wants to look gorgeous while she's in the wild with nine men", Legolas came to my aide.
I mouthed a thank you, and called for us to go underway. The second night followed uneventfully, and so did the next twenty or so. We sung the "Road Goes Ever On", all of the verses. Aragorn and I made up jokes, wrote in our journal, and went exploring when we stopped to rest.
At camp, we were the talk, so here's the conversation provided by Meriadoc Brandybuck.
At one point in camp, Boromir taught Pippin and I (remember this is Merry) how to fight.
Unsuccessfully, he didn't do a good job. But the Crebian spotted us from Dunland, and so we switched our course.
"Have Lord Aragorn and Lady Ardonelle made up?" Pippin asked Gandalf.
"The tables change, the winds redirect. And so does her love", he
replied through his pipe.
"Are you trying to tell me that Aragorn is abandoning Arwen", Legolas
said.
"She is abandoning her lover. Not as if Aragorn is the most loyal of
men", Gandalf said.
A snort went through the group when I returned.
"Ardonelle what is name of Aragorn's sword?" Boromir asked me.
"Oh, Andruril", I said.
"Like Gandalf said", Boromir chuckled.
"There is more to that Lady than we know", Gandalf said.
"Of course, I have a history, I can guarantee half of you would want to know me then", I said.
"I knew you back then", Legolas said looking into my eyes.
I frowned, "I know you did. Pathetic, wasn't I?"
I went to bed, and I left it at that.
"You know, you guys really have to stop picking on her about the two of us", Aragorn said.
"We were just having a spot of fun", Merry said.
"We know, we were trying to liven her up", Boromir, said.
"She's one of most educated elves, and you're trying to break it", Aragorn said.
"Calm down. A little fun between friends is not such a big deal", Boromir said.
"Getting her to admit her personal history is entirely different", Aragorn, said, furious at Boromir.
"Would you all keep it down?" I said.
"Sorry", they said in unison.
"We've got to get an early start if we want to pass any snowfalls", I said.
"She's right, we'd all better get some sleep", Gandalf said.
The camp went to sleep, and the fire put out. I woke up first the next morning; hair braided in a single braid much like Legolas', and ready to go. I did not eat anything, just wrote in my journal.
"Have you eaten, Lady Ardonelle?" Sam asked me.
"No, I'm not that hungry", I said.
"There's no possible way, you can be sick", Aragorn said.
"Oh yes there is. She's homesick", Gandalf said.
I smiled, and packed up. I picked up a sleeping Rhia, and woke her enough, so that she could grasp onto my neck and around my waist. I then packed up Rhia's things, placed her pack on her back, and waited for Gandalf to start moving. The next couple of days were uneventful, but we were hit with a snowstorm and were forced go through the mines of Moria. The riddle on the mines' entrance, stumped even Rhia, a genius. Frodo figured it out. We entered with all caution, yet all signs of life were gone. Legolas bent down to pick up an arrow and soon discovered it was goblins. Gimli let out one of his loudest roars, and we exited as soon as we entered. A sea monster went after Frodo, and Aragorn and Boromir and Legolas went after it, while I ushered everyone back into the mines, including Legolas. The monster destroyed the entrance, so we had to travel through the mines. I was still carrying Rhia, but now I stayed closer to Aragorn and Boromir. We didn't stop for what had felt like two days, but we had seen my favorite metal, mithril, something only the elves can really possess. Aragorn and I became slightly closer when I handed over his sister, and took the rear up. Gandalf soon lost track of where he was, and I welcomed the occasion to rest. The men, excluding Legolas, took up the opportunity to smoke on their pipes, a dreadful habit I cannot stand. I wrote in my journal, and Aragorn made a few comments.
"I am utterly exhausted", I told Legolas.
"I would imagine so. You have carried Lady Rhia through most of the mines, and you've been almost silent", he said.
"I've run out of things to say. I mean how many times can you talk about someone who is sitting waiting around for her sister and future husband to come home?" I asked him.
A smile came to his face, "Plenty of times. I'm sure you'd rather be on your horse right now", he said.
"Yes. I'd rather be on my horse", I said and fiddled with my engagement ring.
Gandalf said, "This way".
I sighed, picked up a sleeping Rhia in her brother's lap and went forth.
Gimli ran ahead, while Gandalf lifted a book from a dead dwarf's hands. As he read from it, I had a feeling that we should leave. Pippin, as careless as he was, knocked over a skeleton, dropping it into the mines below. Aragorn, Legolas and virtually everyone, including Rhia held their breath. Gandalf yelled at Pippin, and everyone blew out a sigh of relief. A thud was heard in the distance. Legolas and I turned around and listened again, the second time, it was louder. I knew it was the drums that Gandalf had spoken of. It was orcs.
Boromir went to close the door, and was almost shot. His first statement to everyone was, "They have a cave troll."
Aragorn ordered the hobbits to stay near Gandalf while Legolas, Aragorn and I got ready to shoot from our bows. Everyone prepared for an attack, and Gimli got on his cousin's grave and awaited an attack as well. As they were breaking through the door, we began to fire.
They emerged and Boromir and I took our first hits, and began to fight, Aragorn and Legolas right behind us. The cave troll appeared moments later, and I believe I let out a squeak. (You did.) [That was Aragorn]. Gandalf and I continued to fight while Boromir, Legolas and Aragorn headed off the cave troll. Legolas was in need for some assistance and I shot the troll in the back of the head but it continued to attack him. Legolas jumped on his head and shot it in the head. Aragorn made his way over to Frodo.
I was fighting, trying to protect anyone one who needed it. As Aragorn was saving Frodo, he was thrown viciously into by the troll, into a wall. I saw it, and my heart sank. Though Frodo went to him, I could not help but yell out, "Aragorn".
The troll stabbed Frodo, and it soon died. We ran towards Frodo, Aragorn turned him over, and he was all right. He was wearing mithril skin, like my own.
"Lady Ardonelle has one as well", Legolas said.
"There is more the hobbit than meets the eyes", Gandalf said.
I smiled at Frodo and I equally received the same amount of love in his eyes. We ran out of there as if it would double our chances of survival. Thousands of orcs followed us, climbing on walls like spiders. They were soon driven away by a Balrog. I had only heard tales, myths even of the fiery creature. We ran even faster this time, toward the bridge of Khazad- dum, and Gandalf ordered Aragorn to take us there. The funny thing was, Legolas and Gandalf jumped over the gap first, and then I threw Rhia and then jumped myself. Boromir and the troublemakers (we are not troublemakers, Ardonelle!) [Sure you're not] jumped over next, then Sam was thrown. Gimli jumped, but soon was saved by Legolas by him catching his beard.
The risky one of all was Aragorn and Frodo; Aragorn was planning on the leverage to pull them forward, which it did, eventually. We ran ahead, toward to the bridge. The Balrog was not fully visible, the sweat formed on my forehead, and I watched as the man who had protected my whole life, warded off a Balrog in fear.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS", he shouted, and everyone heard that. The Balrog fell off the bridge and at the final moment, it grabbed onto Gandalf's leg. He struggled to get up, but could not.
Giving us one last piece of information before he died, he said to us, "Fly, you fools", and fell. I saw it all happen before me. I had already run out of there, tears in my eyes, and a heavy heart.
I sat on the rocks, and hugged Rhia. I saw the grief in everyone's eyes, except Aragorn, who demanded for us to get the whole lot of them up.
I got up, gave a wayward glance toward Aragorn, and pushed my brown hair out of my eyes, and picked up Rhia. We were running to my grandmother's realm, Lorien.
We got an early start the next morning. My hair had become matted so I re-braided it, with help from Rhia, who soon fell back asleep.
"You do not need to look like you are going to bloody council", Aragorn growled at me.
"I am surrounded by men, you would think that I would want to look my best all times", I said, shaking my hips slightly, and packing up my belongings.
No doubt Boromir was looking.
"You do not need to waste half the bloody morning to fix your hair." Aragorn began again.
"Yes she does. If she wants to look gorgeous while she's in the wild with nine men", Legolas came to my aide.
I mouthed a thank you, and called for us to go underway. The second night followed uneventfully, and so did the next twenty or so. We sung the "Road Goes Ever On", all of the verses. Aragorn and I made up jokes, wrote in our journal, and went exploring when we stopped to rest.
At camp, we were the talk, so here's the conversation provided by Meriadoc Brandybuck.
At one point in camp, Boromir taught Pippin and I (remember this is Merry) how to fight.
Unsuccessfully, he didn't do a good job. But the Crebian spotted us from Dunland, and so we switched our course.
"Have Lord Aragorn and Lady Ardonelle made up?" Pippin asked Gandalf.
"The tables change, the winds redirect. And so does her love", he
replied through his pipe.
"Are you trying to tell me that Aragorn is abandoning Arwen", Legolas
said.
"She is abandoning her lover. Not as if Aragorn is the most loyal of
men", Gandalf said.
A snort went through the group when I returned.
"Ardonelle what is name of Aragorn's sword?" Boromir asked me.
"Oh, Andruril", I said.
"Like Gandalf said", Boromir chuckled.
"There is more to that Lady than we know", Gandalf said.
"Of course, I have a history, I can guarantee half of you would want to know me then", I said.
"I knew you back then", Legolas said looking into my eyes.
I frowned, "I know you did. Pathetic, wasn't I?"
I went to bed, and I left it at that.
"You know, you guys really have to stop picking on her about the two of us", Aragorn said.
"We were just having a spot of fun", Merry said.
"We know, we were trying to liven her up", Boromir, said.
"She's one of most educated elves, and you're trying to break it", Aragorn said.
"Calm down. A little fun between friends is not such a big deal", Boromir said.
"Getting her to admit her personal history is entirely different", Aragorn, said, furious at Boromir.
"Would you all keep it down?" I said.
"Sorry", they said in unison.
"We've got to get an early start if we want to pass any snowfalls", I said.
"She's right, we'd all better get some sleep", Gandalf said.
The camp went to sleep, and the fire put out. I woke up first the next morning; hair braided in a single braid much like Legolas', and ready to go. I did not eat anything, just wrote in my journal.
"Have you eaten, Lady Ardonelle?" Sam asked me.
"No, I'm not that hungry", I said.
"There's no possible way, you can be sick", Aragorn said.
"Oh yes there is. She's homesick", Gandalf said.
I smiled, and packed up. I picked up a sleeping Rhia, and woke her enough, so that she could grasp onto my neck and around my waist. I then packed up Rhia's things, placed her pack on her back, and waited for Gandalf to start moving. The next couple of days were uneventful, but we were hit with a snowstorm and were forced go through the mines of Moria. The riddle on the mines' entrance, stumped even Rhia, a genius. Frodo figured it out. We entered with all caution, yet all signs of life were gone. Legolas bent down to pick up an arrow and soon discovered it was goblins. Gimli let out one of his loudest roars, and we exited as soon as we entered. A sea monster went after Frodo, and Aragorn and Boromir and Legolas went after it, while I ushered everyone back into the mines, including Legolas. The monster destroyed the entrance, so we had to travel through the mines. I was still carrying Rhia, but now I stayed closer to Aragorn and Boromir. We didn't stop for what had felt like two days, but we had seen my favorite metal, mithril, something only the elves can really possess. Aragorn and I became slightly closer when I handed over his sister, and took the rear up. Gandalf soon lost track of where he was, and I welcomed the occasion to rest. The men, excluding Legolas, took up the opportunity to smoke on their pipes, a dreadful habit I cannot stand. I wrote in my journal, and Aragorn made a few comments.
"I am utterly exhausted", I told Legolas.
"I would imagine so. You have carried Lady Rhia through most of the mines, and you've been almost silent", he said.
"I've run out of things to say. I mean how many times can you talk about someone who is sitting waiting around for her sister and future husband to come home?" I asked him.
A smile came to his face, "Plenty of times. I'm sure you'd rather be on your horse right now", he said.
"Yes. I'd rather be on my horse", I said and fiddled with my engagement ring.
Gandalf said, "This way".
I sighed, picked up a sleeping Rhia in her brother's lap and went forth.
Gimli ran ahead, while Gandalf lifted a book from a dead dwarf's hands. As he read from it, I had a feeling that we should leave. Pippin, as careless as he was, knocked over a skeleton, dropping it into the mines below. Aragorn, Legolas and virtually everyone, including Rhia held their breath. Gandalf yelled at Pippin, and everyone blew out a sigh of relief. A thud was heard in the distance. Legolas and I turned around and listened again, the second time, it was louder. I knew it was the drums that Gandalf had spoken of. It was orcs.
Boromir went to close the door, and was almost shot. His first statement to everyone was, "They have a cave troll."
Aragorn ordered the hobbits to stay near Gandalf while Legolas, Aragorn and I got ready to shoot from our bows. Everyone prepared for an attack, and Gimli got on his cousin's grave and awaited an attack as well. As they were breaking through the door, we began to fire.
They emerged and Boromir and I took our first hits, and began to fight, Aragorn and Legolas right behind us. The cave troll appeared moments later, and I believe I let out a squeak. (You did.) [That was Aragorn]. Gandalf and I continued to fight while Boromir, Legolas and Aragorn headed off the cave troll. Legolas was in need for some assistance and I shot the troll in the back of the head but it continued to attack him. Legolas jumped on his head and shot it in the head. Aragorn made his way over to Frodo.
I was fighting, trying to protect anyone one who needed it. As Aragorn was saving Frodo, he was thrown viciously into by the troll, into a wall. I saw it, and my heart sank. Though Frodo went to him, I could not help but yell out, "Aragorn".
The troll stabbed Frodo, and it soon died. We ran towards Frodo, Aragorn turned him over, and he was all right. He was wearing mithril skin, like my own.
"Lady Ardonelle has one as well", Legolas said.
"There is more the hobbit than meets the eyes", Gandalf said.
I smiled at Frodo and I equally received the same amount of love in his eyes. We ran out of there as if it would double our chances of survival. Thousands of orcs followed us, climbing on walls like spiders. They were soon driven away by a Balrog. I had only heard tales, myths even of the fiery creature. We ran even faster this time, toward the bridge of Khazad- dum, and Gandalf ordered Aragorn to take us there. The funny thing was, Legolas and Gandalf jumped over the gap first, and then I threw Rhia and then jumped myself. Boromir and the troublemakers (we are not troublemakers, Ardonelle!) [Sure you're not] jumped over next, then Sam was thrown. Gimli jumped, but soon was saved by Legolas by him catching his beard.
The risky one of all was Aragorn and Frodo; Aragorn was planning on the leverage to pull them forward, which it did, eventually. We ran ahead, toward to the bridge. The Balrog was not fully visible, the sweat formed on my forehead, and I watched as the man who had protected my whole life, warded off a Balrog in fear.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS", he shouted, and everyone heard that. The Balrog fell off the bridge and at the final moment, it grabbed onto Gandalf's leg. He struggled to get up, but could not.
Giving us one last piece of information before he died, he said to us, "Fly, you fools", and fell. I saw it all happen before me. I had already run out of there, tears in my eyes, and a heavy heart.
I sat on the rocks, and hugged Rhia. I saw the grief in everyone's eyes, except Aragorn, who demanded for us to get the whole lot of them up.
I got up, gave a wayward glance toward Aragorn, and pushed my brown hair out of my eyes, and picked up Rhia. We were running to my grandmother's realm, Lorien.