NEXT!!! Although in the course of my writing I've decided they wont all be
amusing, some will be very sincere. Still, an insight into the minds of
Middle Earth!
"Stupid Elf!" Gimli muttered under his breath at the tall blond creature before him. With a frown the Elf turned to him.
"Did you speak Master Dwarf?" The elf had had heard him, but did not understand the strange taunt and sought clarification. Gimli sighed.
"Nothing Master Elf, nothing."
His friendship with Legolas had taught Gimli that there was a side to Elves that really wasn't that bad, but this one was more irritating than most. It was almost with glee that he turned aside as he heard one of his own kinsfolk shout his name.
"A message! From Gondor!" The messenger spoke breathlessly. Gimli smiled, a message from Gondor for him could only be from one person. King Aragorn. His suspicions were confirmed as he saw Aragorn's royal seal upon the message; and with a smile that even his immense beard could not hide he opened it and read:
First make a copy of this letter and change the answers so they apply to you. Then send it to all the people you know. You may learn some interesting facts about your friends!
Gimli frowned. This was vaguely familiar. Had he not received a similar letter off Elrond a few weeks ago? Perhaps it was an elvish custom; Aragorn too has elvish blood in his veins. Stupid elves indeed! He read on.
Name: Aragorn
Nicknames: King Elessar, Estel, Strider, Thorongil, Elfstone, son of Arathorn, heir if Isildur… I wont bore you with all of them my friends
If you could build a house anywhere, where would it be? I would rather just wander without one, once a Ranger always a Ranger.
What is your favourite place to be? Where ever my family and friends are.
What is your least favourite place to be? As of now, on the battlefield.
What is the last good song you heard? Arwen has been humming the song of Beren and Luthien for some time now. Delightful yet annoying, my beloved father in law put it in her head!
What is your favourite colour? Yellow. Eldarion has an obsession with painting in yellow at the moment. It gets everywhere.
What is your favourite smell? Eldarion's hair. If you're a father, you'll understand.
What is your favourite article of clothing? My old travelling cloak has so many memories, unfortunately not all of them good.
What makes you angry? When I still see some of my people suffering. And yellow fingerprints on my important documents.
What time do you wake up in the morning? When Eldarion decides he wants to see his parents. Or when my counsellors decide to unburden their problems onto me. Valar forbid a King should lie a-bed.
Can you juggle? I can juggle the affairs of a kingdom, but literally no.
What would you hate to be left in a room with? My in-laws. I jest of course! I shall have to say a fish… a most unnatural creature. Strangely slippery… I shudder at the thought while Arwen is laughing at me.
Is the goblet half empty or half full? On a good day, half full. On a bad one half empty I'm afraid.
What is the first thing you think when you wake up? Must I get up? Can the world not go on without me? Then I realise it can't… I'm such a vain creature.
What is your favourite form of exercise? A good sword match with the head of my royal guard always gets the blood running. Otherwise I echo Lord Elrond's sentiments about running around trying to solve everyone's problems. Most draining.
Who do you have a crush on at the moment? I'm not ashamed to admit it and she knows it, although my love for my beloved Arwen is a little more than a crush I'll have you know!
What have you got in your pocket? My pipe and weed for when Arwen's not looking and… wait… yellow paint.
Who is most likely to respond to this letter? Hmm, I'll say a hobbit, although which one I'm not sure!
Who is least likely to respond to this letter? Lord Elrond because he is the one who sent it out in the first place and so has no need to reply. If that makes sense!
Greetings to you all my friends. I hope you are all well. I shall be in Rivendell for a few days by order of Lord Elrond; perhaps I shall see some of you soon. Farewell!
Gimli grinned in spite of himself. Aragorn's devotion to his new family was blatantly obvious, and it warmed Gimli's heart to see it, as well as a few splashes of Aragorn's humour. And if both Aragorn and Elrond had seen fit to include him in this little chain, perhaps he would participate. He called for some paper, stared at the letter for a few moments longer, and then bent his head to write…
Ah, isn't Aragorn sweet! Well, Gimli's on the way next, then I'm open to suggestion as to who I do after that. Most of the main characters are going to play, but if I get a little repetitive, please forgive me! Anyway, maybe I should actually do some proper work now!
"Stupid Elf!" Gimli muttered under his breath at the tall blond creature before him. With a frown the Elf turned to him.
"Did you speak Master Dwarf?" The elf had had heard him, but did not understand the strange taunt and sought clarification. Gimli sighed.
"Nothing Master Elf, nothing."
His friendship with Legolas had taught Gimli that there was a side to Elves that really wasn't that bad, but this one was more irritating than most. It was almost with glee that he turned aside as he heard one of his own kinsfolk shout his name.
"A message! From Gondor!" The messenger spoke breathlessly. Gimli smiled, a message from Gondor for him could only be from one person. King Aragorn. His suspicions were confirmed as he saw Aragorn's royal seal upon the message; and with a smile that even his immense beard could not hide he opened it and read:
First make a copy of this letter and change the answers so they apply to you. Then send it to all the people you know. You may learn some interesting facts about your friends!
Gimli frowned. This was vaguely familiar. Had he not received a similar letter off Elrond a few weeks ago? Perhaps it was an elvish custom; Aragorn too has elvish blood in his veins. Stupid elves indeed! He read on.
Name: Aragorn
Nicknames: King Elessar, Estel, Strider, Thorongil, Elfstone, son of Arathorn, heir if Isildur… I wont bore you with all of them my friends
If you could build a house anywhere, where would it be? I would rather just wander without one, once a Ranger always a Ranger.
What is your favourite place to be? Where ever my family and friends are.
What is your least favourite place to be? As of now, on the battlefield.
What is the last good song you heard? Arwen has been humming the song of Beren and Luthien for some time now. Delightful yet annoying, my beloved father in law put it in her head!
What is your favourite colour? Yellow. Eldarion has an obsession with painting in yellow at the moment. It gets everywhere.
What is your favourite smell? Eldarion's hair. If you're a father, you'll understand.
What is your favourite article of clothing? My old travelling cloak has so many memories, unfortunately not all of them good.
What makes you angry? When I still see some of my people suffering. And yellow fingerprints on my important documents.
What time do you wake up in the morning? When Eldarion decides he wants to see his parents. Or when my counsellors decide to unburden their problems onto me. Valar forbid a King should lie a-bed.
Can you juggle? I can juggle the affairs of a kingdom, but literally no.
What would you hate to be left in a room with? My in-laws. I jest of course! I shall have to say a fish… a most unnatural creature. Strangely slippery… I shudder at the thought while Arwen is laughing at me.
Is the goblet half empty or half full? On a good day, half full. On a bad one half empty I'm afraid.
What is the first thing you think when you wake up? Must I get up? Can the world not go on without me? Then I realise it can't… I'm such a vain creature.
What is your favourite form of exercise? A good sword match with the head of my royal guard always gets the blood running. Otherwise I echo Lord Elrond's sentiments about running around trying to solve everyone's problems. Most draining.
Who do you have a crush on at the moment? I'm not ashamed to admit it and she knows it, although my love for my beloved Arwen is a little more than a crush I'll have you know!
What have you got in your pocket? My pipe and weed for when Arwen's not looking and… wait… yellow paint.
Who is most likely to respond to this letter? Hmm, I'll say a hobbit, although which one I'm not sure!
Who is least likely to respond to this letter? Lord Elrond because he is the one who sent it out in the first place and so has no need to reply. If that makes sense!
Greetings to you all my friends. I hope you are all well. I shall be in Rivendell for a few days by order of Lord Elrond; perhaps I shall see some of you soon. Farewell!
Gimli grinned in spite of himself. Aragorn's devotion to his new family was blatantly obvious, and it warmed Gimli's heart to see it, as well as a few splashes of Aragorn's humour. And if both Aragorn and Elrond had seen fit to include him in this little chain, perhaps he would participate. He called for some paper, stared at the letter for a few moments longer, and then bent his head to write…
Ah, isn't Aragorn sweet! Well, Gimli's on the way next, then I'm open to suggestion as to who I do after that. Most of the main characters are going to play, but if I get a little repetitive, please forgive me! Anyway, maybe I should actually do some proper work now!