Disclaimer: Go see chapter One
Chapter Two-
The Hobbits and Rivendell
"Shhh!" said Aragorn. "I want to watch!" Tir sat back, slightly annoyed, but understanding. Tir watched, as 'Mr. Underhill' checked in, asked for Gandalf, and found a seat. Sam went with him.
Merry and Pippin had gone off to the bar. Pippin came back first with a half-pint. The Merry walked up, carrying something bigger. "What is that?" asked Pippin in disbelief. "This, my friend, is a Pint!" replied Merry, taking a sip and sighing with satisfaction. "I'm getting one!" said Pippin, jumping up and rushing to the bar. "But you already had a half!" protested Sam. Tir couldn't help but laugh.
Aragorn looked at Tir, smiling. "Shhh! We do not want them to look over here before they are to be spoken to." Tir turned her attention back to the Hobbits. She noticed Sam staring straight back at her, then at Aragorn, then turning back and whispering to Frodo about us.
Frodo stopped Butterbur to ask about us. Apparently, little was know about 'Strider', for Frodo seemed disappointed.
"Baggins...Baggins...Baggins" Tir heard a voice say. "Baggins? Sure I know a Baggins- he's over there. Fordo Baggins. He's my second cousin once removed on his mothers side, and my third cousin twice removed on his father's side, if you follow me..." pointed Pippin. "Steady on, Frodo!" he said as he waved to the hobbit. Frodo ran up to him, attempting to make him shush, but he tripped, and fell on the ground. The Ring was falling to the ground. It had fallen out of his hand when he tripped.
Aragorn sat forward, looking intensively. Frodo reached his hand out, and the Ring slipped on his finger, and he disappeared. Everybody in the dining hall started talking at once. "Stay here." said Aragorn urgently. "Wait until the three companions of 'Mr. Underhill' come after him and I." I nodded, and watched the hobbits.
Aragorn got up, grabbed Frodo, and dragged him up the stairs. Tir couldn't help but to feel sorry for the hobbit. He looked terribly afraid.
Merry, Pippin, and Sam were looking around for Frodo. Merry noticed him being dragged upstairs. The trio grabbed some chairs, and ran up after their friend.
Tir got up and silently followed them. The Hobbits burst into their room, "Let 'im go, or I'll 'ave you, Longshanks!" shouted Sam, threatening Aragorn. Tir walked up behind them, pushing them into the room. She noticed that Aragorn had removed his hood, and was talking to The hobbits that just came in.
"You have a stout heart, little hobbit."he said at being threatened. "But that will not save you. You can no longer wait for the Wizard." he turned his attention to Frodo. "Frodo- they're coming."
He looked up at Tir, and motioned for her to come inside. She walked in and stood next to Aragorn. She still felt tall next to him, when it is only a few inches difference.
"You were the one who pushed us in!" accused Sam. She nodded, then looked at Aragorn. "Take of your hood, Tirinin, for I have." he said to her. She nodded yet again. Tir turned to face the Hobbits, and she slowly lifted the hood off of her head. The hobbits all stared in awe.
"It's an elf, Mr. Frodo! An elf!" whispered Sam in absolute joy. Tir smiled. "We need to make decoys." said Aragorn shortly. "The Hobbits shall sleep in here, incase of an attack." Tir nodded, and stayed with the hobbits while Aragorn left to get the supplies. "Go to our room." he said urgently. "Now!" Tir nodded and shut the door.
Tir walked back to the hobbits. "We must get upstairs." she said. "We must get you all to safety." The hobbits nodded, and walked with Tir, after grabbing some of their belongings. Tir had told them to leave some so it looked as if they were staying in the room. When she opened the door to her room, she ushered the hobbits in before her. She cleared off her bed, and Aragorn's. She told the hobbits "Two to a bed. No arguing. Just lay still." the hobbits obviously understood the urgency of the situation, and stayed silent, except for the occasional whispering between Merry and Pippin while getting ready for bed. "Merry?" asked Pippin. "What?" "I'm scared." "I bet we are all scared, event the elf, isn't that right Ms. Tirinin?" he asked, remembering her name. "Please," Tir replied, smiling. "just call me Tir. And, yes, Merry, I am scared as well."
By the time Aragorn had returned, all the hobbits but Frodo had given up to sleep. The hobbit was sitting there, listening. So was Tir. Then all of the sudden, the attack of the Nazgul could be heard downstairs in the hobbits room. The rest of the hobbits awoke.
"What are they?" asked Frodo quietly. "They were once men, great kings of men." started Aragorn. "Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them the nine rings of power . Blinded by their greed they took them without question, one by one falling to darkness. And now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul - Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of The Ring, drawn to the power of the One..."
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In the morning, they set of from Bree with a new companion. His name was Bill, and he was a pony that they were using from Bill Ferny, a man in Bree.
They were walking down a path in the woods. Aragorn was talking to Frodo. "They will never stop hunting you." he said to Frodo. "Where are you taking us?" asked the hobbit. "Into the wild." Tir replied." how do we know this Strider is a friend of Gandalf?' asked Merry. "We have no choice but to trust him..." replied Frodo. "But where is 'e leadin' us?" asked Sam. "Rivendell, Master Gamgee, to the house of Elrond." replied Aragorn. "Did you here that? Rivendell! We're goin' to see the Elves!"
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They were trudging through the woods for a long time, when the hobbits stop to eat. "Gentlemen, we do not stop till night fall." said Aragorn hurriedly. "What about breakfast?" asked Pippin urgently. "You already had it!" replied Aragorn in amazement. "We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast?" "I don't think he knows about that, Pip." said Merry. "But what about elevensies? Luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?" asked Pippin, starting to sound worried. "I wouldn't count on it." Replied Merry. He then caught an apple that Aragorn had thrown at them. "Pippin!" shouted Merry as he threw the apple to his friend. Aragorn throws yet another apple, and that one hits Pippin in the head. Tir laughed. Pippin laughed along with her, catching up to her side. 'This really makes me fell tall now." thought Tir.
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"This is the great watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight." said Aragorn. They reached the summit by nightfall. Tirinin was standing on the edge, watching the sun lay herself and the rest of the world to sleep. She listened to Aragorn as he handed out swords. "These are for you, keep them close. He said. He walks off, and heads towards Tir. "I need you to stay here with the hobbits, for I must watch for the Nazgul." Tir tried to argue, but didn't get anywhere, for he had already walked away. "Put it out you fools! Put it out!" she heard Frodo's voice shout. She rushed over to the hobbits to see what is the matter, then she heard the Nazgul. She arrived at the camp just in time to catch the hobbits going up to the top. She follows them, and then stands in the front of them all and guards them. "Merry, Pippin, Sam! Cover the other side of Frodo! Tir said as the screaming got closer. She heard Sam's voice say "Back, you devils!" and attempts to fight them off, with the help of Merry and Pippin, but the Nazgul just knocked them out of the way. Tir ran in front of Frodo, fighting off a Ringwraith. But the Witch-King gets to Frodo. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Frodo disappear. "No!" she yelled, now fighting of two Nazgul with her sword. "Aragorn!" she yelled. She heard a scream of pain come from where Frodo disappeared, and noticed Sam, Merry and Pippin running over to Frodo as Tir were fighting the Ringwraiths. Though there were only two she was fighting, she still had trouble keeping them off. And the others were ganging up on her. "ARAGORN!!!" she yelled again.
Aragorn rushed out of no where with his sword out and a torch ablaze. He set one Nazgul on fire, and cut two Nazgul's arms off. He saw Tir holding of the other two. He ran over and cut one's arm off. The last one ran away, but Aragorn threw the torch and set the Nazgul ablaze. "Strider! Help him, Strider!" yelled Sam. "He's been stabbed by a Morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal- he needs Elvish medicine." Sam looked at Tir. "Alas," she said sadly "I do not have any medicine on me that would heal this wound."
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"Mr. Frodo? He's goin' cold!" shouted Sam. "Is he going to die?" asked Pippin. "He is passing into the shadow world- he shall soon become a wraith like them..." said Aragorn. The Nazgul scream louder. "They are getting closer." said Merry. Aragorn asked Sam to help him find a plant that would help slow down the poison. Tir was told to stay and guard Frodo and the others. She sat down next to Frodo and began to stroke his matted hair. "It's all right, Frodo. We shall be in Rivendell soon." Frodo started gasping for breath. Merry and Pippin looked around nervously for Aragorn. Just then, some one rode up on a white horse with Aragorn. Tir noticed that it was a she, and she was an elf. "He's fading. We must get him to my father." she said. Aragorn picked up Frodo and place him on the horse. Then he started speaking in Elvish. "What are they saying?" asked Pippin curiously. The two hobbits looked to Tir, who just shrugged. Just then, Arwen rode off with Frodo. Tir did not worry, though the hobbits did. She knew Arwen would make it.
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They were in Rivendell. Frodo had finally woken up, and people in the council had started arriving, so Tir went outside to meet them. When Legolas rode up, Tir couldn't help but stare. He was so graceful, and looked only a little something like Orlando Bloom portrayed.
Legolas walked up the steps, where he saw the most beautiful Elf he had ever seen. She was wearing Men's clothing, and not even a dress. It looked as if she had been through an awful lot. But her face said otherwise. As he looked up at her, she said "Hello, Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood." He stared at he. "How did you know who I was?" he asked skeptically. Tir smiled. "You are quite famous in my land." She said simply. He was amazed. This Elf, she seemed to know a lot, but yet not enough. "What is your name?" asked Legolas. "Tirinin Elen, daughter of Granthil. Aragorn has said that you would be pleased to hear that name." "Well, my friend led you right, Tirinin." "Please, call me Tir." she said urgently. "Yes, Tir." said Legolas, smiling. "Granthil is a name we have not heard for a long time. Same with yours."
Tir looked at this elf before her. "What do you mean?" she said finally. "If you don't know, then perhaps I am not the one to tell you. It is Gandalf or Lord Elrond who should." he said. "Any way, how long have you been here?" "For about a week." Tir replied, looking straight into the eyes of the Elf Prince. "Though I have not seen everything, for I have been helping Lord Elrond tend to Frodo." she said sadly. "Then I shall show you around." He told her. Tir smiled greatly at the prince. "I would love that very much. Do you come here often?" "About twice a year." He told her sadly. "I wish I could see it more. But I mostly come here for council meetings, like today." "I know." Replied Tir. She felt as if she has known him all of her life, then left him. And she was now meeting him again. "Shall I go and get you anything?" she asked, as he turned back to unpack his horse. "I would like a wine, I have not had any for quite a while." Tir nodded. When she left, Legolas turned around and stared after her. "If only she knew..." he muttered.
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Tir wanted to see the council, and what the decisions would be in real life. She went over to Merry and Pippin and hid with them.
The council had started, and Aragorn and Legolas were sitting down, listening to Elrond speak of the ring.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends...you've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall."
"Each race is bound to this one fate, This one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." said Elrond. Frodo walked up and placed the ring on a stone table in the middle of the circle. He then sat back down with a look of relief on his face.
"So it is true...In a dream, I saw the eastern skies grow dark. In the west, a pale light lingered. Voices were whispering "your doom is near at hand, Isildur's bane is found." It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring?" "Long has my father. The Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of my people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the Enemy. Let us use it against him!" Boromir pointed out.
Aragorn quickly squashed that idea. "You cannot wield it! No of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master."
Boromir had quick retort to that. "And what would a Ranger know of this matter?"
That got Legolas mad. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
Boromir went pale. "Aragorn." he stuttered. "This is Isildur's heir?"
Legolas, still mad, said "And heir to the throne of Gondor!"
"Havo dad, Legolas" said Aragorn, motioning him to sit down.
Boromir wasn't pale anymore. In fact, his face went red with anger. "Gondor has no king." he said to Legolas. He turned to Aragorn. "Gondor needs no king." he sat back down, fuming.
The council continued in a much better way after that. They talked about what to do with the ring. Tir watched as Gimli tried to destroy his ring with his axe, and his axe getting destroyed instead.
Frodo offered to go to Mordor to destroy the ring. Gandalf was first to stand up. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Aragorn stood up and said "You have my sword." Legolas stood up as well, and walked over to his friend and the young hobbit. "And you have my bow." he said, bowing. "And my axe!"said Gimli as he walked over to the group. Boromir then came up and said "If this is the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done."
Sam obviously couldn't take it any longer. "'Ere! Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!" "no indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." said lord Elrond. Tir thought she saw a small smile on his face, and was sure that she saw one on Legolas's face, laughing silently. Just then, Merry and Pippin ran out. Legolas, Elrond, and Gandalf looked over to where they came out, and saw Tir. Legolas grimaced, and motioned for her to come forward. Tir walked out slowly, after Elrond allowed Merry and Pippin to join as well. "And what have we got here?" he asked. "An elf, spying on the council?" "She means well, Elrond." said Gandalf. Tir looked at him in surprise, then at Legolas, who just shrugged. "She can help the Fellowship. She can see into the future. Though she may not always want to tell us that." Tir sent Gandalf a look a thanks. Gandalf smiled, and turned back to Elrond. "Fine. Then it shall be ten members of the Fellowship." Tir smiled at Legolas. As soon as Elrond turned away, she ran and hugged him. He hugged her back. Boy, how he had missed her.
Chapter Two-
The Hobbits and Rivendell
"Shhh!" said Aragorn. "I want to watch!" Tir sat back, slightly annoyed, but understanding. Tir watched, as 'Mr. Underhill' checked in, asked for Gandalf, and found a seat. Sam went with him.
Merry and Pippin had gone off to the bar. Pippin came back first with a half-pint. The Merry walked up, carrying something bigger. "What is that?" asked Pippin in disbelief. "This, my friend, is a Pint!" replied Merry, taking a sip and sighing with satisfaction. "I'm getting one!" said Pippin, jumping up and rushing to the bar. "But you already had a half!" protested Sam. Tir couldn't help but laugh.
Aragorn looked at Tir, smiling. "Shhh! We do not want them to look over here before they are to be spoken to." Tir turned her attention back to the Hobbits. She noticed Sam staring straight back at her, then at Aragorn, then turning back and whispering to Frodo about us.
Frodo stopped Butterbur to ask about us. Apparently, little was know about 'Strider', for Frodo seemed disappointed.
"Baggins...Baggins...Baggins" Tir heard a voice say. "Baggins? Sure I know a Baggins- he's over there. Fordo Baggins. He's my second cousin once removed on his mothers side, and my third cousin twice removed on his father's side, if you follow me..." pointed Pippin. "Steady on, Frodo!" he said as he waved to the hobbit. Frodo ran up to him, attempting to make him shush, but he tripped, and fell on the ground. The Ring was falling to the ground. It had fallen out of his hand when he tripped.
Aragorn sat forward, looking intensively. Frodo reached his hand out, and the Ring slipped on his finger, and he disappeared. Everybody in the dining hall started talking at once. "Stay here." said Aragorn urgently. "Wait until the three companions of 'Mr. Underhill' come after him and I." I nodded, and watched the hobbits.
Aragorn got up, grabbed Frodo, and dragged him up the stairs. Tir couldn't help but to feel sorry for the hobbit. He looked terribly afraid.
Merry, Pippin, and Sam were looking around for Frodo. Merry noticed him being dragged upstairs. The trio grabbed some chairs, and ran up after their friend.
Tir got up and silently followed them. The Hobbits burst into their room, "Let 'im go, or I'll 'ave you, Longshanks!" shouted Sam, threatening Aragorn. Tir walked up behind them, pushing them into the room. She noticed that Aragorn had removed his hood, and was talking to The hobbits that just came in.
"You have a stout heart, little hobbit."he said at being threatened. "But that will not save you. You can no longer wait for the Wizard." he turned his attention to Frodo. "Frodo- they're coming."
He looked up at Tir, and motioned for her to come inside. She walked in and stood next to Aragorn. She still felt tall next to him, when it is only a few inches difference.
"You were the one who pushed us in!" accused Sam. She nodded, then looked at Aragorn. "Take of your hood, Tirinin, for I have." he said to her. She nodded yet again. Tir turned to face the Hobbits, and she slowly lifted the hood off of her head. The hobbits all stared in awe.
"It's an elf, Mr. Frodo! An elf!" whispered Sam in absolute joy. Tir smiled. "We need to make decoys." said Aragorn shortly. "The Hobbits shall sleep in here, incase of an attack." Tir nodded, and stayed with the hobbits while Aragorn left to get the supplies. "Go to our room." he said urgently. "Now!" Tir nodded and shut the door.
Tir walked back to the hobbits. "We must get upstairs." she said. "We must get you all to safety." The hobbits nodded, and walked with Tir, after grabbing some of their belongings. Tir had told them to leave some so it looked as if they were staying in the room. When she opened the door to her room, she ushered the hobbits in before her. She cleared off her bed, and Aragorn's. She told the hobbits "Two to a bed. No arguing. Just lay still." the hobbits obviously understood the urgency of the situation, and stayed silent, except for the occasional whispering between Merry and Pippin while getting ready for bed. "Merry?" asked Pippin. "What?" "I'm scared." "I bet we are all scared, event the elf, isn't that right Ms. Tirinin?" he asked, remembering her name. "Please," Tir replied, smiling. "just call me Tir. And, yes, Merry, I am scared as well."
By the time Aragorn had returned, all the hobbits but Frodo had given up to sleep. The hobbit was sitting there, listening. So was Tir. Then all of the sudden, the attack of the Nazgul could be heard downstairs in the hobbits room. The rest of the hobbits awoke.
"What are they?" asked Frodo quietly. "They were once men, great kings of men." started Aragorn. "Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them the nine rings of power . Blinded by their greed they took them without question, one by one falling to darkness. And now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul - Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of The Ring, drawn to the power of the One..."
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In the morning, they set of from Bree with a new companion. His name was Bill, and he was a pony that they were using from Bill Ferny, a man in Bree.
They were walking down a path in the woods. Aragorn was talking to Frodo. "They will never stop hunting you." he said to Frodo. "Where are you taking us?" asked the hobbit. "Into the wild." Tir replied." how do we know this Strider is a friend of Gandalf?' asked Merry. "We have no choice but to trust him..." replied Frodo. "But where is 'e leadin' us?" asked Sam. "Rivendell, Master Gamgee, to the house of Elrond." replied Aragorn. "Did you here that? Rivendell! We're goin' to see the Elves!"
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They were trudging through the woods for a long time, when the hobbits stop to eat. "Gentlemen, we do not stop till night fall." said Aragorn hurriedly. "What about breakfast?" asked Pippin urgently. "You already had it!" replied Aragorn in amazement. "We've had one, yes. What about second breakfast?" "I don't think he knows about that, Pip." said Merry. "But what about elevensies? Luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?" asked Pippin, starting to sound worried. "I wouldn't count on it." Replied Merry. He then caught an apple that Aragorn had thrown at them. "Pippin!" shouted Merry as he threw the apple to his friend. Aragorn throws yet another apple, and that one hits Pippin in the head. Tir laughed. Pippin laughed along with her, catching up to her side. 'This really makes me fell tall now." thought Tir.
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"This is the great watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight." said Aragorn. They reached the summit by nightfall. Tirinin was standing on the edge, watching the sun lay herself and the rest of the world to sleep. She listened to Aragorn as he handed out swords. "These are for you, keep them close. He said. He walks off, and heads towards Tir. "I need you to stay here with the hobbits, for I must watch for the Nazgul." Tir tried to argue, but didn't get anywhere, for he had already walked away. "Put it out you fools! Put it out!" she heard Frodo's voice shout. She rushed over to the hobbits to see what is the matter, then she heard the Nazgul. She arrived at the camp just in time to catch the hobbits going up to the top. She follows them, and then stands in the front of them all and guards them. "Merry, Pippin, Sam! Cover the other side of Frodo! Tir said as the screaming got closer. She heard Sam's voice say "Back, you devils!" and attempts to fight them off, with the help of Merry and Pippin, but the Nazgul just knocked them out of the way. Tir ran in front of Frodo, fighting off a Ringwraith. But the Witch-King gets to Frodo. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Frodo disappear. "No!" she yelled, now fighting of two Nazgul with her sword. "Aragorn!" she yelled. She heard a scream of pain come from where Frodo disappeared, and noticed Sam, Merry and Pippin running over to Frodo as Tir were fighting the Ringwraiths. Though there were only two she was fighting, she still had trouble keeping them off. And the others were ganging up on her. "ARAGORN!!!" she yelled again.
Aragorn rushed out of no where with his sword out and a torch ablaze. He set one Nazgul on fire, and cut two Nazgul's arms off. He saw Tir holding of the other two. He ran over and cut one's arm off. The last one ran away, but Aragorn threw the torch and set the Nazgul ablaze. "Strider! Help him, Strider!" yelled Sam. "He's been stabbed by a Morgul blade. This is beyond my skill to heal- he needs Elvish medicine." Sam looked at Tir. "Alas," she said sadly "I do not have any medicine on me that would heal this wound."
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"Mr. Frodo? He's goin' cold!" shouted Sam. "Is he going to die?" asked Pippin. "He is passing into the shadow world- he shall soon become a wraith like them..." said Aragorn. The Nazgul scream louder. "They are getting closer." said Merry. Aragorn asked Sam to help him find a plant that would help slow down the poison. Tir was told to stay and guard Frodo and the others. She sat down next to Frodo and began to stroke his matted hair. "It's all right, Frodo. We shall be in Rivendell soon." Frodo started gasping for breath. Merry and Pippin looked around nervously for Aragorn. Just then, some one rode up on a white horse with Aragorn. Tir noticed that it was a she, and she was an elf. "He's fading. We must get him to my father." she said. Aragorn picked up Frodo and place him on the horse. Then he started speaking in Elvish. "What are they saying?" asked Pippin curiously. The two hobbits looked to Tir, who just shrugged. Just then, Arwen rode off with Frodo. Tir did not worry, though the hobbits did. She knew Arwen would make it.
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They were in Rivendell. Frodo had finally woken up, and people in the council had started arriving, so Tir went outside to meet them. When Legolas rode up, Tir couldn't help but stare. He was so graceful, and looked only a little something like Orlando Bloom portrayed.
Legolas walked up the steps, where he saw the most beautiful Elf he had ever seen. She was wearing Men's clothing, and not even a dress. It looked as if she had been through an awful lot. But her face said otherwise. As he looked up at her, she said "Hello, Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood." He stared at he. "How did you know who I was?" he asked skeptically. Tir smiled. "You are quite famous in my land." She said simply. He was amazed. This Elf, she seemed to know a lot, but yet not enough. "What is your name?" asked Legolas. "Tirinin Elen, daughter of Granthil. Aragorn has said that you would be pleased to hear that name." "Well, my friend led you right, Tirinin." "Please, call me Tir." she said urgently. "Yes, Tir." said Legolas, smiling. "Granthil is a name we have not heard for a long time. Same with yours."
Tir looked at this elf before her. "What do you mean?" she said finally. "If you don't know, then perhaps I am not the one to tell you. It is Gandalf or Lord Elrond who should." he said. "Any way, how long have you been here?" "For about a week." Tir replied, looking straight into the eyes of the Elf Prince. "Though I have not seen everything, for I have been helping Lord Elrond tend to Frodo." she said sadly. "Then I shall show you around." He told her. Tir smiled greatly at the prince. "I would love that very much. Do you come here often?" "About twice a year." He told her sadly. "I wish I could see it more. But I mostly come here for council meetings, like today." "I know." Replied Tir. She felt as if she has known him all of her life, then left him. And she was now meeting him again. "Shall I go and get you anything?" she asked, as he turned back to unpack his horse. "I would like a wine, I have not had any for quite a while." Tir nodded. When she left, Legolas turned around and stared after her. "If only she knew..." he muttered.
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Tir wanted to see the council, and what the decisions would be in real life. She went over to Merry and Pippin and hid with them.
The council had started, and Aragorn and Legolas were sitting down, listening to Elrond speak of the ring.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends...you've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall."
"Each race is bound to this one fate, This one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo." said Elrond. Frodo walked up and placed the ring on a stone table in the middle of the circle. He then sat back down with a look of relief on his face.
"So it is true...In a dream, I saw the eastern skies grow dark. In the west, a pale light lingered. Voices were whispering "your doom is near at hand, Isildur's bane is found." It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor! Why not use this ring?" "Long has my father. The Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of my people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the Enemy. Let us use it against him!" Boromir pointed out.
Aragorn quickly squashed that idea. "You cannot wield it! No of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master."
Boromir had quick retort to that. "And what would a Ranger know of this matter?"
That got Legolas mad. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
Boromir went pale. "Aragorn." he stuttered. "This is Isildur's heir?"
Legolas, still mad, said "And heir to the throne of Gondor!"
"Havo dad, Legolas" said Aragorn, motioning him to sit down.
Boromir wasn't pale anymore. In fact, his face went red with anger. "Gondor has no king." he said to Legolas. He turned to Aragorn. "Gondor needs no king." he sat back down, fuming.
The council continued in a much better way after that. They talked about what to do with the ring. Tir watched as Gimli tried to destroy his ring with his axe, and his axe getting destroyed instead.
Frodo offered to go to Mordor to destroy the ring. Gandalf was first to stand up. "I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Aragorn stood up and said "You have my sword." Legolas stood up as well, and walked over to his friend and the young hobbit. "And you have my bow." he said, bowing. "And my axe!"said Gimli as he walked over to the group. Boromir then came up and said "If this is the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done."
Sam obviously couldn't take it any longer. "'Ere! Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!" "no indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." said lord Elrond. Tir thought she saw a small smile on his face, and was sure that she saw one on Legolas's face, laughing silently. Just then, Merry and Pippin ran out. Legolas, Elrond, and Gandalf looked over to where they came out, and saw Tir. Legolas grimaced, and motioned for her to come forward. Tir walked out slowly, after Elrond allowed Merry and Pippin to join as well. "And what have we got here?" he asked. "An elf, spying on the council?" "She means well, Elrond." said Gandalf. Tir looked at him in surprise, then at Legolas, who just shrugged. "She can help the Fellowship. She can see into the future. Though she may not always want to tell us that." Tir sent Gandalf a look a thanks. Gandalf smiled, and turned back to Elrond. "Fine. Then it shall be ten members of the Fellowship." Tir smiled at Legolas. As soon as Elrond turned away, she ran and hugged him. He hugged her back. Boy, how he had missed her.
