Legolas reached the blacksmith's shop and peeked in. Sure enough, he saw
Gimli examining the annoyed looking blacksmith's work from over his
shoulder. He kept saying things like "You forgot that spot over there" and
"That's too uneven." Legolas smiled and walked in. He beckoned Gimli over
to him, and the blacksmith gave Legolas a grateful smile. Legolas just
nodded.
Legolas bent down to Gimli's height and said, "Give the man a break, Gimli. We are supposed to have just enough time before we set of to Mirkwood. You can get your ax sharpened again if you must."
"We can never start soon enough! If we just get going now it would save us all a lot of time. I'm surprised that you haven't even decided what to pack yet," replied Gimli in a deep, gruff voice. His usual voice.
"Easy. All I'm bringing is as many arrows I can hold, my machettes and some extra articles of clothes," Legolas said shrugging.
"Well, I'm a big one on the inside," Gimli said pointing to his stomach. "I have to plan my load carefully." His face broke out into a grin as Legolas rolled his eyes. He straightened up again and looked around. "Do you know where Borin might be. I want to have a few words with him."
"Said something about going closer to the mountains to see some sights. It is one of his first days here."
"Got it," rushed Legolas, and he ran out of the shop and darted back to Elrond's tower stables. "Come on, WhiteLight," said Legolas quickly untying his horse, his fingers stumbling over one another. He finally untied his horse and jumped on it, squeezing it's sides so hard that it went off at lightning speed. He had to hurry because he knew exactly what Borin was going to do. "Hurry, WhiteLight!" Legolas murmured. He decided that he shouldn't be speeding through crowds, causing havoc, so he took a short cut. His path would lead him to the entrance gates of Rivendell. He finally reached the gates and jumped off his horse so he could pull the gate open. Ahead of him was flat plain for miles until the Loudwater River and the mountains. After riding for 10 miutes, he saw an outline in the distance.
"Don't leave us now, Borin," Legolas yelled. He wondered if Borin had heard him, so Legolas rode faster. As he got closer to Borin, he began to see clearer the colors of his clothes and the details of his pack. It was filled. He couls tell. "Borin! I need to talk to you!" Of course, Borin turned and hesitated, but decided to run. Luckily, Legolas was the best rider in Rivendell, unless you counted Aragorn for the moment. When Legolas caught up to Borin, he halted in front of him and said, "Borin, you can't leave us yet. Your home might be lost, but you will always be welcome here." Borin just stared straight ahead.
Legolas bent down to Gimli's height and said, "Give the man a break, Gimli. We are supposed to have just enough time before we set of to Mirkwood. You can get your ax sharpened again if you must."
"We can never start soon enough! If we just get going now it would save us all a lot of time. I'm surprised that you haven't even decided what to pack yet," replied Gimli in a deep, gruff voice. His usual voice.
"Easy. All I'm bringing is as many arrows I can hold, my machettes and some extra articles of clothes," Legolas said shrugging.
"Well, I'm a big one on the inside," Gimli said pointing to his stomach. "I have to plan my load carefully." His face broke out into a grin as Legolas rolled his eyes. He straightened up again and looked around. "Do you know where Borin might be. I want to have a few words with him."
"Said something about going closer to the mountains to see some sights. It is one of his first days here."
"Got it," rushed Legolas, and he ran out of the shop and darted back to Elrond's tower stables. "Come on, WhiteLight," said Legolas quickly untying his horse, his fingers stumbling over one another. He finally untied his horse and jumped on it, squeezing it's sides so hard that it went off at lightning speed. He had to hurry because he knew exactly what Borin was going to do. "Hurry, WhiteLight!" Legolas murmured. He decided that he shouldn't be speeding through crowds, causing havoc, so he took a short cut. His path would lead him to the entrance gates of Rivendell. He finally reached the gates and jumped off his horse so he could pull the gate open. Ahead of him was flat plain for miles until the Loudwater River and the mountains. After riding for 10 miutes, he saw an outline in the distance.
"Don't leave us now, Borin," Legolas yelled. He wondered if Borin had heard him, so Legolas rode faster. As he got closer to Borin, he began to see clearer the colors of his clothes and the details of his pack. It was filled. He couls tell. "Borin! I need to talk to you!" Of course, Borin turned and hesitated, but decided to run. Luckily, Legolas was the best rider in Rivendell, unless you counted Aragorn for the moment. When Legolas caught up to Borin, he halted in front of him and said, "Borin, you can't leave us yet. Your home might be lost, but you will always be welcome here." Borin just stared straight ahead.
