Chapter 3
Ungwale Quenta
Disclaimer: The Lord of the Rings does not belong to me, no matter how much I go gaga over them, especially Legolas.
"Legolas! Wake up!"
Legolas was jolted awake by Aragorn's persistent shaking.
" What is the matter, mellon nin? Is it time for dinner? You eat, I'm not hungry," Legolas replied sleepily, yawning and stretched his arms, only to feel a sudden pain in his left arm and fell something wet flowing down the arm.
"You are bleeding too much. It is a miracle that you are still awake talking to me. Let us be on our way to Rivendell for Ada to heal you, for I have simply no idea what type of poison this is."
"Okay," Legolas complied and started to stand, only to fall back again.
Aragorn was immediately by his side, helping him up slowly.
"Can you walk?" "Of course, why not?" But he was wrong. Legolas made a stupid decision to put his right foot forward, and would have stumbled again to the ground again if not for Aragorn's strong grip on his arm.
"Uh uh, wrong move. Really, your gashes are all on your right side, so how can you walk like that? Weak legs huh, A symptom to take note of," Aragorn said light-heartedly.
Aragorn's light-heartedness totally disappeared when he saw that his friend could not walk at all. He was practically dragging Legolas while he was only moving his left foot, he dared not put any pressure on his right side.
Aragorn carried Legolas to his horse and climbed up. Legolas had insisted that he was fine to ride on his own, but he had only snorted at the remark.
" You? Ride on your own? No offence, but you can't even stand on your own. How in Valar are you going to ride? You shall ride with me.
***
After riding for two days, they were nearing Rivendell, and so far it was quite uneventful, except for a small band of orcs that they came across in a large clearing.
Aragorn had decided to steer clear of them. Not that he was cowardly, but there was his friend here who was barely conscious at the moment. If not for Aragorn holding him, he would have fallen off the horse.
Riding hard, they would seek the help they needed at Imlardris. Aragorn had only stopped twice.
Once to change Legolas' bandages (and they had been awfully bloody) and the other time to give Legolas a painkiller for his shoulder because every time Aragorn's horse jerked he moaned really loudly (and pitifully too). Legolas would never give any indication that he was hurting until it was unbearable.
In the evening, they finally saw the gates of Rivendell. Spurred by the comforting sight of home, he urged his horse to ride faster.
He rode through the gates and ordered a guard to inform his father of his return and to be at the healing room.
He then proceeded to carry Legolas down the horse.
***
Lord Elrond was looking through some of his books when he heard an urgent knock.
"Come in."
The guard stumbled in and started stammering " My Lord. Estel has returned.and is. requesting. for you to be. at the . healing house."
"Thank you, you may take your leave."
Just as he was leaving, Glorfindel walked in.
"Those boys are in some kind of trouble again, isn't it. You go see what is wrong, I will bring some herbs down later."
"Thanks a million." He was glad to have such a great friend when he always had those boys and the twins to worry about.
He then started toward the healing house.
*** Aragorn started to put the unconscious elf on a bed when Elrond walked in.
" Welcome back, my child," he said as they gave each other a quick embrace.
"Nice to see you too, Ada. Our hunting trip was not really all that great judging that we met a band of orcs and they gave Legolas some pretty serious injuries," Aragorn lamented.
"Tell me more," as Elrond started to give Legolas an examination.
" He was shot at his shoulder, and slashed at his right thigh and his right sight, around his stomach. There was poison at his shoulder, and I tried to get as much poison out as possible. There is a sample in me bag, for I have no idea what type of poison this is."
"Alright, bring it to my study, and I will analyse it," Elrond said as Glorfindel walked in.
Glorfindel set the large tray of herbs on the drawer, and helped to remove the Legolas clothes, as Elrond prepared to stitch up the deep gashes.
"Estel, hold him down for he is not totally unconscious," said Elrond as he put some ice on the gashes, trying to ignore the freely flowing wound and trying to numb the gashes, inciting a struggle from Legolas.
When Aragorn had held him down firmly, Elrond removed the ice and inserted the needle.
Legolas moaned the entire way while Elrond expertly stitched the gashes in and out.
Finally it was done, and the blood had started to slow. Elrond had applied some altheas on the wounds and bandaged it up.
The shoulder wound, however, did not show any sign of slowing. Elrond then decided to concoct a mixture of herbs to apply on the wound, hopefully would stop the bleeding, and then leaving Estel to put on a fresh nightgown for Legolas.
***
When he was back at his study, which was also some kind of his laboratory, he studied the poison, and realised it had dried and caked up.
He stirred in some water, and immediately realised this was the poison made from orcs blood, mixed with some black grasses found in abundance where orcs reside.
And the effects of the poison was.
Yay!!!! Chapter 3 finished. Hope it is longer, to all who complained that the first few were far too short. Pls review, and the thought of the day is - Do you think I should add sex change as one of effects of poison? Tell me!!! (
Ungwale Quenta
Disclaimer: The Lord of the Rings does not belong to me, no matter how much I go gaga over them, especially Legolas.
"Legolas! Wake up!"
Legolas was jolted awake by Aragorn's persistent shaking.
" What is the matter, mellon nin? Is it time for dinner? You eat, I'm not hungry," Legolas replied sleepily, yawning and stretched his arms, only to feel a sudden pain in his left arm and fell something wet flowing down the arm.
"You are bleeding too much. It is a miracle that you are still awake talking to me. Let us be on our way to Rivendell for Ada to heal you, for I have simply no idea what type of poison this is."
"Okay," Legolas complied and started to stand, only to fall back again.
Aragorn was immediately by his side, helping him up slowly.
"Can you walk?" "Of course, why not?" But he was wrong. Legolas made a stupid decision to put his right foot forward, and would have stumbled again to the ground again if not for Aragorn's strong grip on his arm.
"Uh uh, wrong move. Really, your gashes are all on your right side, so how can you walk like that? Weak legs huh, A symptom to take note of," Aragorn said light-heartedly.
Aragorn's light-heartedness totally disappeared when he saw that his friend could not walk at all. He was practically dragging Legolas while he was only moving his left foot, he dared not put any pressure on his right side.
Aragorn carried Legolas to his horse and climbed up. Legolas had insisted that he was fine to ride on his own, but he had only snorted at the remark.
" You? Ride on your own? No offence, but you can't even stand on your own. How in Valar are you going to ride? You shall ride with me.
***
After riding for two days, they were nearing Rivendell, and so far it was quite uneventful, except for a small band of orcs that they came across in a large clearing.
Aragorn had decided to steer clear of them. Not that he was cowardly, but there was his friend here who was barely conscious at the moment. If not for Aragorn holding him, he would have fallen off the horse.
Riding hard, they would seek the help they needed at Imlardris. Aragorn had only stopped twice.
Once to change Legolas' bandages (and they had been awfully bloody) and the other time to give Legolas a painkiller for his shoulder because every time Aragorn's horse jerked he moaned really loudly (and pitifully too). Legolas would never give any indication that he was hurting until it was unbearable.
In the evening, they finally saw the gates of Rivendell. Spurred by the comforting sight of home, he urged his horse to ride faster.
He rode through the gates and ordered a guard to inform his father of his return and to be at the healing room.
He then proceeded to carry Legolas down the horse.
***
Lord Elrond was looking through some of his books when he heard an urgent knock.
"Come in."
The guard stumbled in and started stammering " My Lord. Estel has returned.and is. requesting. for you to be. at the . healing house."
"Thank you, you may take your leave."
Just as he was leaving, Glorfindel walked in.
"Those boys are in some kind of trouble again, isn't it. You go see what is wrong, I will bring some herbs down later."
"Thanks a million." He was glad to have such a great friend when he always had those boys and the twins to worry about.
He then started toward the healing house.
*** Aragorn started to put the unconscious elf on a bed when Elrond walked in.
" Welcome back, my child," he said as they gave each other a quick embrace.
"Nice to see you too, Ada. Our hunting trip was not really all that great judging that we met a band of orcs and they gave Legolas some pretty serious injuries," Aragorn lamented.
"Tell me more," as Elrond started to give Legolas an examination.
" He was shot at his shoulder, and slashed at his right thigh and his right sight, around his stomach. There was poison at his shoulder, and I tried to get as much poison out as possible. There is a sample in me bag, for I have no idea what type of poison this is."
"Alright, bring it to my study, and I will analyse it," Elrond said as Glorfindel walked in.
Glorfindel set the large tray of herbs on the drawer, and helped to remove the Legolas clothes, as Elrond prepared to stitch up the deep gashes.
"Estel, hold him down for he is not totally unconscious," said Elrond as he put some ice on the gashes, trying to ignore the freely flowing wound and trying to numb the gashes, inciting a struggle from Legolas.
When Aragorn had held him down firmly, Elrond removed the ice and inserted the needle.
Legolas moaned the entire way while Elrond expertly stitched the gashes in and out.
Finally it was done, and the blood had started to slow. Elrond had applied some altheas on the wounds and bandaged it up.
The shoulder wound, however, did not show any sign of slowing. Elrond then decided to concoct a mixture of herbs to apply on the wound, hopefully would stop the bleeding, and then leaving Estel to put on a fresh nightgown for Legolas.
***
When he was back at his study, which was also some kind of his laboratory, he studied the poison, and realised it had dried and caked up.
He stirred in some water, and immediately realised this was the poison made from orcs blood, mixed with some black grasses found in abundance where orcs reside.
And the effects of the poison was.
Yay!!!! Chapter 3 finished. Hope it is longer, to all who complained that the first few were far too short. Pls review, and the thought of the day is - Do you think I should add sex change as one of effects of poison? Tell me!!! (