AHHH! I took so long to update! I'm soooo sorry! *Legolas pulled her to the ground to dodge arrows from the audience* I swear I didn't mean to make you wait that long! Umm, oh yes, DISCLAIMER: I own Galdor, but JRRT owns everything else. *a bottle breaks on the wall behind her, and rum spills into Legolas' hair*
Legolas: That's it! *whips out bow and notches arrow**the audience is suddenly silent and motionless*
Elladan: Nice work, Legolas, you've gone and made them wet themselves.
Elrohir: Well, she did apologize...
Elladan: Whose side are you on?!
Force of Hobbit: YOU'RE ALL ON MY SIDE!
Legolas, Elladan, Elrohir: ...
Anyways, to all of my reviewers, who waited so PATIENTLY for chapter 4:
leggylover03: uh, *nervous laugh* he-he...yeah, I um...*looks around for excuse for not updating**finds none* Thanx for reviewing!
Kathleen LaCorneille: Thanks! You and everyone else...
Mellaithwen-ElvenMaiden: Wow, what a big, long, run-on sentence! *is honored for such profound use of bad grammar* Hannad!
Kier the Werewolf Elf: Please don't eat me! I just do what I'm told! It's the plot-bunnies that are in control! *plot-bunnies scatter*
Atemisa: I always hope that I update soon, but it usually doesn't happen. *is sad* Hennaid evyr!
~Amariel~: Yes, he is somewhat of a slut, isn't he? *Legolas' eyes shoot daggers in her direction* Oh, you know you are! *twins chuckle in background*
Arian: he-he, sorrie!
Roccovende: Wow, thanx a lot...hope your still here to read the next chapter:)
Amanda: Yeah, I get a lot of requests like that...still not quite sure what I'm going to do with them yet...*Erestor and Glorfindel look horrified*
Legolas Greenleaf 00: *gasp* Author Alert list?! *sheds tears of joy* I'd like to thank the academy, Erestor, because I wouldn't be here w/out beating the crap out of him, *Erestor knocks here unconcious*
Legolas: what did you do that for?
Erestor: She could kill me, I have to a get a few blows in!
Glorfindel: *see's the unconscious form of Force of Hobbit on the floor* I don't get paid well enough for this. *drags her out of audiences line of sight*
Legolas: You're getting paid?!
Glorfindel: On with the show!
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Young and Free
Chapter 4
The Ways Of Men
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Celebhûn was frothing at the mouth and panting loudly by the time Lord Elrond arrived in Rivendell with the still unconscious form of Glorfindel. Several attendants and other Elves ran up to help and see what had occurred.
"My Lord, what happened?" Lindir asked as he slowly removed Glorfindel from Celebhûn's back, "Where are Lords Elladan and Elrohir?"
Elrond dismounted and another Elf took his exhausted horse to the stables. "We were attacked at the bank of the Bruinen," he said in a breath, "Erestor rode with Estel to the second guard post along the river. Elladan and Elrohir are still down at the bank."
Elrond led the way as Lindir and another Elf, Galdor, who were carrying Glorfindel, followed after. Once they had made it to a hospital room, Glorfindel was laid down on the bed and Lord Elrond went about checking his head wound.
"Now listen," he said as he worked, "Galdor, I want you to take ten of my archers and ride swiftly to the Bruinen and find Elladan and Elrohir. Be cautious, for we never laid eyes upon our assailants, and we know not what they are capable of, or their purpose."
"Yes my Lord," he replied with a short bow, and he took off.
"Lindir," he said, and this time he paused and looked up. He placed a hand on Lindir's shoulder, which Lindir looked at, them met Elronds gaze.
"Yes my Lord?" he asked slowly, for he saw a fire in Elronds eyes that he had not seen in many and age.
"You are to take Alagostâl. He is the swiftest steed in Imladris, and you will ride faster than the wind to the second guardpost of the Bruinen," he paused and his eyes softened somewhat, "Bring my son back to me."
At that moment, something awakened within Lindir. A warrior, long absent from the field of battle had arisen once more. Before Elronds eyes, Lindir turned from advisor to warrior in an instant. He seemed more formidable, and his eyes turned from their soft blue to a steely grey.
"I will not fail you my Lord," he said and bowed his head. Elrond removed his hand from Lindir and placed it across his own chest. Lindir did the same. In perfect harmony, they then rested those same hands on each others shoulders. Lindir turned and swiftly exited the room. Elrond turned back to the unconscious Glorfindel lying on the bed.
"What have we gotten ourselves into now?"
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With a sword in his belt, and a bow on his back, Lindir rode with the utmost speed out of Rivendell. He now donned his hunting attire, and Alagostâl was adorned only in a bridal so his speed would not be hindered.
//Please, ride as fast as you can,// he thought to Alagostâl.
//I always ride as fast as I can,// the horse thought in response.
Lindir grinned and held tighter to the reins as wind whipped through his hair.
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Elrohir held tightly as Elladan eased Erestor from his horse. Legolas helped support their fallen comrade as they were greeted by the guards.
"I coth maetha ammen o ath i Bruinen. Muindornîn alanno," Elladan said quickly to the guards. They brought Erestor inside and laid him down.
"Brother?" Legolas asked Elrohir once they were inside.
Elrohir sighed audibly before he went into the tale of how Gilraen died not long after Estel was born and how he was brought to Rivendell when Lord Elrond adopted him.
"Much has changed since last we saw each other," Legolas said after Elrohir had finished.
"Well...that's the--understatement of...the century," Erestor choked out from where he was laying on the floor, struggling to sip water Elladan offered him.
"Peace, Erestor, you must save your strength," Elladan chided. Erestor sighed and laid his head back down.
"We must send word to father," Elrohir said after being reminded of Erestors condition, "he will not be pleased if we waste any time in doing so."
"I will send one of my guard with wo--" Legolas began, but he was silence by the sound of a horse approaching.
Alagostâl checked his speed and Lindir quickly dismounted. He was greeted by two half dressed Peredhil's and the golden-haired prince of Mirkwood.
"Lindir, what--" Elladan began.
"Lord Elrond sent me to collect Estel and bring him back to Imladris," Lindir said in a breath.
Elladan and Elrohir exchanged troubled looks, and Lindir caught it.
"Are you well, what has happened?" he queried.
"Come inside, Lindir," Legolas broke the ensuing awkward silence.
Lindir was shocked to see the state that Erestor was in. He was, at the moment, struggling to keep conscious and Elrohir knelt down to take his hand.
"Hold on, mellonîn," he said in a soothing tone.
"He was attacked while bringing Estel here," Elladan explained, "Estel was taken," he said, but his voice hitched in his throat. The seriousness of the situation was beginning to hit him. His infant brother was gone, and Erestor lay bleeding to death at his feet.
"We need to get Erestor to Lord Elrond," Legolas said, laying a hand on Elladan's shoulder.
"Indeed we shall," Lindir said kneeling down. "Erestor?"
Erestor eye-lids fluttered open briefly, but Lindir could see that they were loosing him.
"Erestor, please," he paused, placing a hand on Erestor's pale face, "Who took Estel?"
Erestor opened his mouth, and struggled to get the words out. His breathing was haggard and seemed to be causing him pain. Lindir leaned down and put his ear close to Erestor's mouth.
Erestor choked out one word before his mind drifted from the waking world, and he could no longer hear the pleas of his comrades to hold on.
"Men..."
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"I coth maetha ammen o ath i Bruinen. Muindornîn alanno"= The enemy attacked from across the Bruinen. My brother was taken.
*rubs head where Erestor hit her* Well, what do you think? *Elladan brings her a glass of wine 'for the pain' as he put it* Worth the wait? What you expected? Should I just quit now and save myself further embarrassment from writing an awful story? Please R/R!
Legolas: That's it! *whips out bow and notches arrow**the audience is suddenly silent and motionless*
Elladan: Nice work, Legolas, you've gone and made them wet themselves.
Elrohir: Well, she did apologize...
Elladan: Whose side are you on?!
Force of Hobbit: YOU'RE ALL ON MY SIDE!
Legolas, Elladan, Elrohir: ...
Anyways, to all of my reviewers, who waited so PATIENTLY for chapter 4:
leggylover03: uh, *nervous laugh* he-he...yeah, I um...*looks around for excuse for not updating**finds none* Thanx for reviewing!
Kathleen LaCorneille: Thanks! You and everyone else...
Mellaithwen-ElvenMaiden: Wow, what a big, long, run-on sentence! *is honored for such profound use of bad grammar* Hannad!
Kier the Werewolf Elf: Please don't eat me! I just do what I'm told! It's the plot-bunnies that are in control! *plot-bunnies scatter*
Atemisa: I always hope that I update soon, but it usually doesn't happen. *is sad* Hennaid evyr!
~Amariel~: Yes, he is somewhat of a slut, isn't he? *Legolas' eyes shoot daggers in her direction* Oh, you know you are! *twins chuckle in background*
Arian: he-he, sorrie!
Roccovende: Wow, thanx a lot...hope your still here to read the next chapter:)
Amanda: Yeah, I get a lot of requests like that...still not quite sure what I'm going to do with them yet...*Erestor and Glorfindel look horrified*
Legolas Greenleaf 00: *gasp* Author Alert list?! *sheds tears of joy* I'd like to thank the academy, Erestor, because I wouldn't be here w/out beating the crap out of him, *Erestor knocks here unconcious*
Legolas: what did you do that for?
Erestor: She could kill me, I have to a get a few blows in!
Glorfindel: *see's the unconscious form of Force of Hobbit on the floor* I don't get paid well enough for this. *drags her out of audiences line of sight*
Legolas: You're getting paid?!
Glorfindel: On with the show!
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Young and Free
Chapter 4
The Ways Of Men
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Celebhûn was frothing at the mouth and panting loudly by the time Lord Elrond arrived in Rivendell with the still unconscious form of Glorfindel. Several attendants and other Elves ran up to help and see what had occurred.
"My Lord, what happened?" Lindir asked as he slowly removed Glorfindel from Celebhûn's back, "Where are Lords Elladan and Elrohir?"
Elrond dismounted and another Elf took his exhausted horse to the stables. "We were attacked at the bank of the Bruinen," he said in a breath, "Erestor rode with Estel to the second guard post along the river. Elladan and Elrohir are still down at the bank."
Elrond led the way as Lindir and another Elf, Galdor, who were carrying Glorfindel, followed after. Once they had made it to a hospital room, Glorfindel was laid down on the bed and Lord Elrond went about checking his head wound.
"Now listen," he said as he worked, "Galdor, I want you to take ten of my archers and ride swiftly to the Bruinen and find Elladan and Elrohir. Be cautious, for we never laid eyes upon our assailants, and we know not what they are capable of, or their purpose."
"Yes my Lord," he replied with a short bow, and he took off.
"Lindir," he said, and this time he paused and looked up. He placed a hand on Lindir's shoulder, which Lindir looked at, them met Elronds gaze.
"Yes my Lord?" he asked slowly, for he saw a fire in Elronds eyes that he had not seen in many and age.
"You are to take Alagostâl. He is the swiftest steed in Imladris, and you will ride faster than the wind to the second guardpost of the Bruinen," he paused and his eyes softened somewhat, "Bring my son back to me."
At that moment, something awakened within Lindir. A warrior, long absent from the field of battle had arisen once more. Before Elronds eyes, Lindir turned from advisor to warrior in an instant. He seemed more formidable, and his eyes turned from their soft blue to a steely grey.
"I will not fail you my Lord," he said and bowed his head. Elrond removed his hand from Lindir and placed it across his own chest. Lindir did the same. In perfect harmony, they then rested those same hands on each others shoulders. Lindir turned and swiftly exited the room. Elrond turned back to the unconscious Glorfindel lying on the bed.
"What have we gotten ourselves into now?"
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With a sword in his belt, and a bow on his back, Lindir rode with the utmost speed out of Rivendell. He now donned his hunting attire, and Alagostâl was adorned only in a bridal so his speed would not be hindered.
//Please, ride as fast as you can,// he thought to Alagostâl.
//I always ride as fast as I can,// the horse thought in response.
Lindir grinned and held tighter to the reins as wind whipped through his hair.
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Elrohir held tightly as Elladan eased Erestor from his horse. Legolas helped support their fallen comrade as they were greeted by the guards.
"I coth maetha ammen o ath i Bruinen. Muindornîn alanno," Elladan said quickly to the guards. They brought Erestor inside and laid him down.
"Brother?" Legolas asked Elrohir once they were inside.
Elrohir sighed audibly before he went into the tale of how Gilraen died not long after Estel was born and how he was brought to Rivendell when Lord Elrond adopted him.
"Much has changed since last we saw each other," Legolas said after Elrohir had finished.
"Well...that's the--understatement of...the century," Erestor choked out from where he was laying on the floor, struggling to sip water Elladan offered him.
"Peace, Erestor, you must save your strength," Elladan chided. Erestor sighed and laid his head back down.
"We must send word to father," Elrohir said after being reminded of Erestors condition, "he will not be pleased if we waste any time in doing so."
"I will send one of my guard with wo--" Legolas began, but he was silence by the sound of a horse approaching.
Alagostâl checked his speed and Lindir quickly dismounted. He was greeted by two half dressed Peredhil's and the golden-haired prince of Mirkwood.
"Lindir, what--" Elladan began.
"Lord Elrond sent me to collect Estel and bring him back to Imladris," Lindir said in a breath.
Elladan and Elrohir exchanged troubled looks, and Lindir caught it.
"Are you well, what has happened?" he queried.
"Come inside, Lindir," Legolas broke the ensuing awkward silence.
Lindir was shocked to see the state that Erestor was in. He was, at the moment, struggling to keep conscious and Elrohir knelt down to take his hand.
"Hold on, mellonîn," he said in a soothing tone.
"He was attacked while bringing Estel here," Elladan explained, "Estel was taken," he said, but his voice hitched in his throat. The seriousness of the situation was beginning to hit him. His infant brother was gone, and Erestor lay bleeding to death at his feet.
"We need to get Erestor to Lord Elrond," Legolas said, laying a hand on Elladan's shoulder.
"Indeed we shall," Lindir said kneeling down. "Erestor?"
Erestor eye-lids fluttered open briefly, but Lindir could see that they were loosing him.
"Erestor, please," he paused, placing a hand on Erestor's pale face, "Who took Estel?"
Erestor opened his mouth, and struggled to get the words out. His breathing was haggard and seemed to be causing him pain. Lindir leaned down and put his ear close to Erestor's mouth.
Erestor choked out one word before his mind drifted from the waking world, and he could no longer hear the pleas of his comrades to hold on.
"Men..."
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"I coth maetha ammen o ath i Bruinen. Muindornîn alanno"= The enemy attacked from across the Bruinen. My brother was taken.
*rubs head where Erestor hit her* Well, what do you think? *Elladan brings her a glass of wine 'for the pain' as he put it* Worth the wait? What you expected? Should I just quit now and save myself further embarrassment from writing an awful story? Please R/R!