Legolas moved through the trees quickly, forgetting any ideas of stealth
and secrecy. He frowned, hoping the noise he had heard was not Gimli in
trouble. "That dwarf is insane," he thought with a smile. "You have to pull
him away from a battle even when you're losing." He suddenly stopped, and
slid behind a tree. Recognizing his friend, he jumped out and said
joyfully, "Gimli! My, you look tired. How did it fair with you?"
"Well, no worse than you I see, laddie. But I've got some o' the scum on me heels, I must say. By the way, have you seen those trolls?" he said.
Legolas frowned. "No, I thought you had those brutes occupied.
"O no," was all that Gimli got to say before they heard the orcs rushing towards them.
"They have brought the trolls, and just where we don't want them." Legolas sighed looking around at the open field. O well, he thought.
"I should go back and get the elves," said Legolas. "Do you think you can hold them off for a couple moments?" Gimli only nodded.
As Legolas turned around, Laduer smiled at him. "Well, your friend will not have to hold them off, whoever he is."
"Thank you for your insight, it has saved time. But I should prepare you. My friend is a dwarf, although he is an agreeable dwarf. I have become friends with him, and I believe you will find him very likeable also," said Legolas, as Lauder tried not to look surprised.
"I will take your word for it, my friend," he smiled.
"Too many elves for my liking," was the first thing Gimli said. "But if yer anything like Legolas, you'll be alright laddie." Laduer only smiled.
"Well, if 'yer' what Legolas has said you are, then you'll be alright." Laduer said.
"Well then! Every one form up! Shields up! Swords sheathed! Bows strung arrows ready!" Legolas was now in his element, and he could command the Mirkwood elves very capably. -------------
When Ariana had sufficiently recovered to mostly normal consciousness, she asked if she could sit up.
"Well, I am certainly not going to stop you, but I don't think his majesty would like you to run over and help them out." Randuerin said with a smile.
"Who was he?" she asked.
"Who do you mean by that?" he said as his eyes twinkled. Hmm, Legolas will have another one on him. Wish I was like that in my earlier years, he thought.
"Stop teasing," she said. "You know who I meant. And who is his wife, or lover?"
Randuerin couldn't stop laughing for a few minutes but eventually controlled himself. "O my, o my. No he isn't taken, if that's what you mean. But I think he will be soon."
"HIS NAME! HE RESCUED ME! I want his name." Ariana shouted, then fell back and started coughing.
"Oh forgive me, his name, *stall with a smile looking at Ariana to see why she coughed (no longer smiling)* Legolas."
"Legolas. I have heard about him. Very good fighter" She added a smile with some difficulty to this.
"You must excuse me, but are you some how related to Lady Arwen? You are the image of her, but you have golden hair."
"Well, I guess you could say that. I am related to her, somewhat."
"That must be the reason for your startling beauty, then." he said. "And now I will have to clean this wound. It seems to be made from a dagger."
Ariana gasped and shot up as he cleaned the wound.
'There is a lot of dirt in this wound. How did it happen?" he asked.
"An orc simply stabbed my shoulder. I think he was mad at me. I kicked before that " she added.
"You won't want to kick Legolas by the way . I've seen him pin his father fair and square with little exertion; not to mention the ease that charms more girls than you can possibly imagine. But I have given you my name, I was wondering yours..." finished Randuerin.
"Ariana." Was all she was able to tell Randuerin.
Suddenly something did a spectacular front flip off a branch and landed right behind Randuerin.
"Hello" Legolas said. He asked Randuerin, "How is she?"
"Legolas!" reprimanded Randuerin "You've outgrown that sort of thing by now!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, but how is she?" He could not help chuckling at Randuerin's anger.
Randuerin turned to Ariana "you came all the way to check on her?." "She is fine, Legolas."
Walking up to the smiling elf maiden he bowed and put a blank mask on his face.
"I trust Randuerin has taken good care ...." Ariana cut him short
"Yes, and thank you for taking care of me, I am indebted to your knife throwing talent." She said.
"Thank Randuerin. He taught me. I must be going." said Legolas trying to hide a smile to Randuerin and Ariana. "I only came by to check on the maiden and pick up some more arrows." With that he ran quickly through the woods going southwards. "I didn't teach him." Randuerin said.
-- one hour later
"No, you can't stop me," Ariana said firmly as Randuerin tried in vain to hold her down. "I have to help them fight."
"No, you can't in this state." Pushing her down, he tried to hold her. "Faidon, come over here and help me hold her down. I am not letting her mess up my bandages." The guard came over and assisted, but in vain.
"I have an idea. They do this with warriors that won't lie still when they have a fever," Randuerin said. He held a whispered conversation with the guard then left and returned with some long strips of cloth. She was starting to kick and punch Faidon, who held on grimly.
"Right, get those things on her quick before my good looks are ruined for the next three days." Faidon commented to Randuerin with a smile. Swiftly, they tied the cloths around her wrists and ankles and then secured them to several branches. "There, she'll be comfortable and won't be able to get away." Randuerin said. Secretly he knew that Ariana was faking and would soon get out, but he couldn't just let her walk off with his sanction.
"Well, no worse than you I see, laddie. But I've got some o' the scum on me heels, I must say. By the way, have you seen those trolls?" he said.
Legolas frowned. "No, I thought you had those brutes occupied.
"O no," was all that Gimli got to say before they heard the orcs rushing towards them.
"They have brought the trolls, and just where we don't want them." Legolas sighed looking around at the open field. O well, he thought.
"I should go back and get the elves," said Legolas. "Do you think you can hold them off for a couple moments?" Gimli only nodded.
As Legolas turned around, Laduer smiled at him. "Well, your friend will not have to hold them off, whoever he is."
"Thank you for your insight, it has saved time. But I should prepare you. My friend is a dwarf, although he is an agreeable dwarf. I have become friends with him, and I believe you will find him very likeable also," said Legolas, as Lauder tried not to look surprised.
"I will take your word for it, my friend," he smiled.
"Too many elves for my liking," was the first thing Gimli said. "But if yer anything like Legolas, you'll be alright laddie." Laduer only smiled.
"Well, if 'yer' what Legolas has said you are, then you'll be alright." Laduer said.
"Well then! Every one form up! Shields up! Swords sheathed! Bows strung arrows ready!" Legolas was now in his element, and he could command the Mirkwood elves very capably. -------------
When Ariana had sufficiently recovered to mostly normal consciousness, she asked if she could sit up.
"Well, I am certainly not going to stop you, but I don't think his majesty would like you to run over and help them out." Randuerin said with a smile.
"Who was he?" she asked.
"Who do you mean by that?" he said as his eyes twinkled. Hmm, Legolas will have another one on him. Wish I was like that in my earlier years, he thought.
"Stop teasing," she said. "You know who I meant. And who is his wife, or lover?"
Randuerin couldn't stop laughing for a few minutes but eventually controlled himself. "O my, o my. No he isn't taken, if that's what you mean. But I think he will be soon."
"HIS NAME! HE RESCUED ME! I want his name." Ariana shouted, then fell back and started coughing.
"Oh forgive me, his name, *stall with a smile looking at Ariana to see why she coughed (no longer smiling)* Legolas."
"Legolas. I have heard about him. Very good fighter" She added a smile with some difficulty to this.
"You must excuse me, but are you some how related to Lady Arwen? You are the image of her, but you have golden hair."
"Well, I guess you could say that. I am related to her, somewhat."
"That must be the reason for your startling beauty, then." he said. "And now I will have to clean this wound. It seems to be made from a dagger."
Ariana gasped and shot up as he cleaned the wound.
'There is a lot of dirt in this wound. How did it happen?" he asked.
"An orc simply stabbed my shoulder. I think he was mad at me. I kicked before that " she added.
"You won't want to kick Legolas by the way . I've seen him pin his father fair and square with little exertion; not to mention the ease that charms more girls than you can possibly imagine. But I have given you my name, I was wondering yours..." finished Randuerin.
"Ariana." Was all she was able to tell Randuerin.
Suddenly something did a spectacular front flip off a branch and landed right behind Randuerin.
"Hello" Legolas said. He asked Randuerin, "How is she?"
"Legolas!" reprimanded Randuerin "You've outgrown that sort of thing by now!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, but how is she?" He could not help chuckling at Randuerin's anger.
Randuerin turned to Ariana "you came all the way to check on her?." "She is fine, Legolas."
Walking up to the smiling elf maiden he bowed and put a blank mask on his face.
"I trust Randuerin has taken good care ...." Ariana cut him short
"Yes, and thank you for taking care of me, I am indebted to your knife throwing talent." She said.
"Thank Randuerin. He taught me. I must be going." said Legolas trying to hide a smile to Randuerin and Ariana. "I only came by to check on the maiden and pick up some more arrows." With that he ran quickly through the woods going southwards. "I didn't teach him." Randuerin said.
-- one hour later
"No, you can't stop me," Ariana said firmly as Randuerin tried in vain to hold her down. "I have to help them fight."
"No, you can't in this state." Pushing her down, he tried to hold her. "Faidon, come over here and help me hold her down. I am not letting her mess up my bandages." The guard came over and assisted, but in vain.
"I have an idea. They do this with warriors that won't lie still when they have a fever," Randuerin said. He held a whispered conversation with the guard then left and returned with some long strips of cloth. She was starting to kick and punch Faidon, who held on grimly.
"Right, get those things on her quick before my good looks are ruined for the next three days." Faidon commented to Randuerin with a smile. Swiftly, they tied the cloths around her wrists and ankles and then secured them to several branches. "There, she'll be comfortable and won't be able to get away." Randuerin said. Secretly he knew that Ariana was faking and would soon get out, but he couldn't just let her walk off with his sanction.
