Going for Gold AGAIN!!!
"Welcome back folks" A voice rang out over the stadium, "Let me introduce to you our first competitors in today's fencing challenge! Frodo Baggins versus Biagrin Bolger! The winner of this match will then fight against the winner of the next match to become champion! The overall winner will receive gold, second silver and third Bronze!"
Frodo and Biagrin were now standing, holding their swords ready to fight. They both wore padded jackets to prevent any injury even though the swords were very blunt.
A whistle sounded and the match began.
After 10 minutes Biagrin was almost victorious but Frodo shot such a hard blow across Biagrin's shoulder that he fell to the ground.
Supporters cheered madly.
"Next we have Merorry Bracegirdle versus Gimli the dwarf!"
They took their positions, Gimli had been permitted to fight with his own axe but it had had to be made blunt and they began to fight.
In no time at all Merorry had fallen and Gimli had come out victorious. He now only had to beat Frodo and he would have secured his second gold medal. Gimli's few supporters cheered loudly.
"And Gimli has won over Merorry but will his luck fade and bring him only in second place to Frodo Baggins?! Let's see shall we?! Please welcome back Frodo and Gimli!"
They were standing face to face in the centre of the arena. They shook hands and began to fight.
This match lasted a while. Both were very good at fighting.
Frodo swung his sword wildly towards Gimli's shoulder but Gimli blocked it with a small flick with his axe.
The crowed oohed and aahed as the match continued.
Frodo swung his sword around Gimli's thick waist and nearly sent him flying.
"Is this the end?! Has Frodo won?" The commentator yelled.
"No it is not the end!" Gimli growled to himself as he struck Frodo with all his might.
Frodo slumped to the ground closely followed by his victor. "And Gimli has yet again won himself a gold medal! Not to worry Frodo has still received silver for his near victory and due to Merorry Bracegirdle's small problem back in the changing rooms bronze will be awarded to Biagrin Bolger!" The crowd cheered madly as the results were given.
"Join us in 30 minutes for the javelin throwing contest!"
Gimli smiled. Most of his strength was in his arms and he was sure he would do well in the next round.
Frodo congratulated Gimli as they headed off to the changing rooms to prepare for the next challenge.
Thirty minutes had passed and the challenge was about to begin.
Each contestant would receive a javelin. Whoever could throw it the farthest would receive the gold medal.
"Please welcome Gimli the dwarf" Gimli took his javelin with a firm grip and began to aim.
With all his strength Gimli released the javelin from his fingers and it sailed through the air before lading almost 50 metres away.
"Nearly 50 metres, the most so far!"
Gimli smiled to himself as he watched the rest of the contestants fail to reach his high score.
The medals were presented in the usual way, the winners names would be read out and they would be presented with their medal.
"Bronze medal goes to Ponto Bunce, silver medal to Biagrin Bolger and finally to our surprise he has won each gold he has tried for, gold is awarded to Gimli the dwarf!"
The crowd could barely believe it, Gimli had won three golds and his statue would be put up outside the town hall for all the hobbits to see and people would always remember him as the first dwarf to compete in the Shire Olympics!
Gimli beamed as Aragorn and Legolas approached him with grins on their faces.
Of course they would be happy as they had trained him for all of this and had helped him defeat the rest of the hobbits.
Gimli had done it, he had shown the hobbits that dwarfs can run, fight and throw better than they had all expected and he was proud of it!
Please review! Thanks!!!
"Welcome back folks" A voice rang out over the stadium, "Let me introduce to you our first competitors in today's fencing challenge! Frodo Baggins versus Biagrin Bolger! The winner of this match will then fight against the winner of the next match to become champion! The overall winner will receive gold, second silver and third Bronze!"
Frodo and Biagrin were now standing, holding their swords ready to fight. They both wore padded jackets to prevent any injury even though the swords were very blunt.
A whistle sounded and the match began.
After 10 minutes Biagrin was almost victorious but Frodo shot such a hard blow across Biagrin's shoulder that he fell to the ground.
Supporters cheered madly.
"Next we have Merorry Bracegirdle versus Gimli the dwarf!"
They took their positions, Gimli had been permitted to fight with his own axe but it had had to be made blunt and they began to fight.
In no time at all Merorry had fallen and Gimli had come out victorious. He now only had to beat Frodo and he would have secured his second gold medal. Gimli's few supporters cheered loudly.
"And Gimli has won over Merorry but will his luck fade and bring him only in second place to Frodo Baggins?! Let's see shall we?! Please welcome back Frodo and Gimli!"
They were standing face to face in the centre of the arena. They shook hands and began to fight.
This match lasted a while. Both were very good at fighting.
Frodo swung his sword wildly towards Gimli's shoulder but Gimli blocked it with a small flick with his axe.
The crowed oohed and aahed as the match continued.
Frodo swung his sword around Gimli's thick waist and nearly sent him flying.
"Is this the end?! Has Frodo won?" The commentator yelled.
"No it is not the end!" Gimli growled to himself as he struck Frodo with all his might.
Frodo slumped to the ground closely followed by his victor. "And Gimli has yet again won himself a gold medal! Not to worry Frodo has still received silver for his near victory and due to Merorry Bracegirdle's small problem back in the changing rooms bronze will be awarded to Biagrin Bolger!" The crowd cheered madly as the results were given.
"Join us in 30 minutes for the javelin throwing contest!"
Gimli smiled. Most of his strength was in his arms and he was sure he would do well in the next round.
Frodo congratulated Gimli as they headed off to the changing rooms to prepare for the next challenge.
Thirty minutes had passed and the challenge was about to begin.
Each contestant would receive a javelin. Whoever could throw it the farthest would receive the gold medal.
"Please welcome Gimli the dwarf" Gimli took his javelin with a firm grip and began to aim.
With all his strength Gimli released the javelin from his fingers and it sailed through the air before lading almost 50 metres away.
"Nearly 50 metres, the most so far!"
Gimli smiled to himself as he watched the rest of the contestants fail to reach his high score.
The medals were presented in the usual way, the winners names would be read out and they would be presented with their medal.
"Bronze medal goes to Ponto Bunce, silver medal to Biagrin Bolger and finally to our surprise he has won each gold he has tried for, gold is awarded to Gimli the dwarf!"
The crowd could barely believe it, Gimli had won three golds and his statue would be put up outside the town hall for all the hobbits to see and people would always remember him as the first dwarf to compete in the Shire Olympics!
Gimli beamed as Aragorn and Legolas approached him with grins on their faces.
Of course they would be happy as they had trained him for all of this and had helped him defeat the rest of the hobbits.
Gimli had done it, he had shown the hobbits that dwarfs can run, fight and throw better than they had all expected and he was proud of it!
Please review! Thanks!!!