Elf Adventure
Chapter 1 - Prologue
4 months ago
The wind blows and the mellyrn sway as Elisil sits on the lush green grass of the secluded clearing. The birds chirp happily as the rustle of the mellyrn leaves floats through the air. Elisil takes out a small handbook, entitled "The Lorien Elves' History". She starts to flip through its pages, searching for the much-needed information for her mission as a courier.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she sees a young elf maiden, younger than her, even. The elleth has brown locks of hair and dark, olive green eyes. Her fair skin is strikingly white. She walks silently into the little clearing, her soft boots concealing the sound of her movements on the fallen leaves. Elisil keeps the book, and looks interestedly at the maiden.
"Mae govennan, sister. Have I seen you before?" Elisil asks oddly as she turns to face the elf. She studies her pale face and her smooth complexion. Meanwhile, the elf also studies Elisil's golden-brown hair, fine skin and deep blue eyes; her pert lips, her simple blue gown right down to her soft-soled shoes.
Satisfied with the scrutiny, the elleth replies, "Perhaps you have seen me." Her eyes look into Elisil's. "I am frequently on duty at the Mithril gates of Lorien, being part of the Order."
Elisil listens intently. She thinks of the times she went out of Lorien and back in, travelling back and forth. Surely, she thinks, after the years of travelling, I have seen her before. But Elisil is unable to put the elf's face into any guard she has seen before.
"I am sorry, but I do not recognize you." Elisil's tongue is as pert as her lips; she turns away.
"Peace, lady, I am Helcanor of the guards. And I know not your name, perhaps, you would care to share it with me?" the elf, Helcanor replies smoothly.
"Ah! Helcanor... I have heard Lady Merilwen mention you plenty a time. You are the new guard, whom the seniors called 'Hear, hear! I am glad you joined us, Helcanor. We can always use more arrow fod - I mean, great soldiers.' " Elisil suddenly remembers Merilwen's words. "I am Elisil, Courier of the Royal Court. How feel you?"
Helcanor is pleased. "Fine, lady, just fine. Elisil! Ah... Varya has also mentioned your name many a time."
"Yes, yes, him...the knight I interned with...he's a wise man, though, you should hear him. But take some of his advice not, as he favours being silly..." Again, memories flood Elisil's mind. Sir Varya, the great knight. She remembers him teaching her the longbow, his advice, and all sorts of things. She finally breaks out of her reverie.
"Helcanor...I take you as a friend. Now..."Elisil is hesitant about telling her something.
"Yes, lady?" Helcanor asks in curiousity.
"Such dark things should not be discussed openly. Now let us go to a House talan...there we shall discuss many things. And as a friend, I do not think it appropriate for you to call me 'lady', I would be happy for you to just say 'Elisil'." She speaks with grace.
Elisil rises and smooths her gown. She starts of in the direction of the White Road. Helcanor follows her, realizing that the lady is far wiser than she first thought.
Chapter 1 - Prologue
4 months ago
The wind blows and the mellyrn sway as Elisil sits on the lush green grass of the secluded clearing. The birds chirp happily as the rustle of the mellyrn leaves floats through the air. Elisil takes out a small handbook, entitled "The Lorien Elves' History". She starts to flip through its pages, searching for the much-needed information for her mission as a courier.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she sees a young elf maiden, younger than her, even. The elleth has brown locks of hair and dark, olive green eyes. Her fair skin is strikingly white. She walks silently into the little clearing, her soft boots concealing the sound of her movements on the fallen leaves. Elisil keeps the book, and looks interestedly at the maiden.
"Mae govennan, sister. Have I seen you before?" Elisil asks oddly as she turns to face the elf. She studies her pale face and her smooth complexion. Meanwhile, the elf also studies Elisil's golden-brown hair, fine skin and deep blue eyes; her pert lips, her simple blue gown right down to her soft-soled shoes.
Satisfied with the scrutiny, the elleth replies, "Perhaps you have seen me." Her eyes look into Elisil's. "I am frequently on duty at the Mithril gates of Lorien, being part of the Order."
Elisil listens intently. She thinks of the times she went out of Lorien and back in, travelling back and forth. Surely, she thinks, after the years of travelling, I have seen her before. But Elisil is unable to put the elf's face into any guard she has seen before.
"I am sorry, but I do not recognize you." Elisil's tongue is as pert as her lips; she turns away.
"Peace, lady, I am Helcanor of the guards. And I know not your name, perhaps, you would care to share it with me?" the elf, Helcanor replies smoothly.
"Ah! Helcanor... I have heard Lady Merilwen mention you plenty a time. You are the new guard, whom the seniors called 'Hear, hear! I am glad you joined us, Helcanor. We can always use more arrow fod - I mean, great soldiers.' " Elisil suddenly remembers Merilwen's words. "I am Elisil, Courier of the Royal Court. How feel you?"
Helcanor is pleased. "Fine, lady, just fine. Elisil! Ah... Varya has also mentioned your name many a time."
"Yes, yes, him...the knight I interned with...he's a wise man, though, you should hear him. But take some of his advice not, as he favours being silly..." Again, memories flood Elisil's mind. Sir Varya, the great knight. She remembers him teaching her the longbow, his advice, and all sorts of things. She finally breaks out of her reverie.
"Helcanor...I take you as a friend. Now..."Elisil is hesitant about telling her something.
"Yes, lady?" Helcanor asks in curiousity.
"Such dark things should not be discussed openly. Now let us go to a House talan...there we shall discuss many things. And as a friend, I do not think it appropriate for you to call me 'lady', I would be happy for you to just say 'Elisil'." She speaks with grace.
Elisil rises and smooths her gown. She starts of in the direction of the White Road. Helcanor follows her, realizing that the lady is far wiser than she first thought.