Title: The Price of Being King
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own The Lord of the Rings nor am I profiting from this story. Any similarity between this story and other fan fiction pieces is purely coincidental. According to Tolkien Aragorn was fostered in Rivendell after the death of his father. I'm expanding on that idea and considering Aragorn to be part of lord Elrond's family. I'm also giving into movie verse on the subject of Legolas and considering them very old and dear friends.
Summary: Life is a series of choices, but every choice has a consequence. The newly crowned king of Gondor must make a choice, the consequence of which will affect Middle Earth for eternity.
Legolas and Aragorn exchanged an alarmed look and then the elf inquired, "What are you going to do?"
"We've heard of one place where the deer can still be found and we're sending out a hunting party immediately." Sadaraszar responded.
"We would be honored if you'd allow us to accompany you." The former ranger offered. Sadaraszar accepted the kind offer and within the hour a group of local hunters set out on foot trailed by the king's group on horseback.
During the journey Aragorn thought over the problem facing them, part of his country was starving yet the Harad deer was on the brink of being eliminated from Middle Earth. Eventually the king came out of his brooding enough to be aware of a presence at his side, slipping into Sindarin Aragorn sighed "Legolas, what do I do?"
The elf saw the indecision in his friend's eyes, "Estel this is one of the few disadvantages of being a human raised by elves." Aragorn raised an eyebrow in question, which caused Legolas to smile, "You are a king of men, and a good king, as such you recognize the need to provide for your people but the part of you which is an elf can't bare to see a type of animal disappear from Middle Earth."
Aragorn smiled warily at his old friend "You still have not told me what to do."
The elf smiled back, "nor will I for the decision is yours alone." Seeing his friend about to protest Legolas held up his hand in a gesture that asked for patience, "However, I will tell you of a similar situation my grandfather faced and you can take from that what you will."
Flashback Greenwood the Great
Second Age 3418
"Thalinar be sure to have the chief prepare cisco for the feast next week. It's Elrond's favorite and if his stomach is satisfied it may make him more agreeable to my point of view."
Thalinar frowned and started flipping through the stack of reports in his hand, when he found the report he was searching for he perused it quickly than addressed the king, "my lord, our fisher-elves are no longer able to catch cisco."
"What do you mean they are no longer able to catch cisco? Have they suddenly lost that skill?" the king inquired, his anger beginning to show it's ugly head.
"No sire, the fish just aren't present in the river." The aide replied as calmly as possible.
The king's anger was increasing by the second, "How is that possible?"
"Sire you're aware of the new human settlement down the river?" when the king nodded the aide continued, "Apparently the population is very fond of cisco and have harvested them until there aren't anymore in the river."
"They have taken all the cisco out of the river?" The king asked perplexed.
"No sire, there are a few but the fisher-elves refuse to collect those in hope that the cisco can be plentiful once again" the aide replied.
The king closed his eyes so he could concentrate on the problem at hand, "Thalinar are there still chubs in the river?"
"Yes sire, apparently the humans aren't fond of that type of fish because their numbers haven't been reduced." The aide replied.
Oropher continued to think for a moment than opened his eyes and gazed behind him until he met his son's eyes, "I want you to invite the leaders of Lake town to dinner tomorrow." Thranduil nodded and turned to leave, "and tell the head chief I want to see him on your way out", Oropher added. Thranduil bowed and left to carry out his father's bidding.
The next night found the king and prince in the main hall greeting the leaders of lake town. "Ada, may I present Kirnen the leader of Lake town", the prince announced.
The man bowed before the king, "your highness it is an honor to meet you. May I inquire why you have asked us to dine with you?"
The elven king laughed, "Humans are so distrusting, worry not I only wish to speak to you of the river as we enjoy a delicious fish dinner." Once the party had entered the dinning hall and been served Oropher continued, "My son tells me that you are very fond of cisco?"
Kirnen nodded, "Yes indeed sire and your kitchen serves a mouthwatering dish. Do you think it would be possible to get the recipe before we left?"
Oropher ignored the question and instead asked one of his own, "Are you aware of the fact that there are very few ciscos left in the river?"
"Well, we do have more trouble getting them these days" Kirnen admitted nervously.
Oropher still didn't acknowledge his companions response but instead continued with his line of questioning, "Have you ever tried chub?"
"Yeah, we tried it but didn't like it much, had to throw a whole lot of it out", Anorod, Kirnen's advisor chirped.
Oropher scowled internally but externally nodded politely than noted, "Your plates are empty, would you like some more?" At the affirmative nods Oropher signaled to the serving staff, which went to get a platter. "Ah yes" Oropher said when the platter was brought out, "I should have warned you, the second helping always comes roasted whole, that won't bother you will it?"
"Oh, no that's fine" Kirnen answered confidently so Oropher pulled the top off the platter revealing that the diners had been eating chub and not cisco.
"Surprised?" the king asked smugly. "Things aren't always what they appear. Now, let's talk about you no longer harvesting cisco."
Kirnen blinked in surprise at the fish in front of him. He seemed to remember the king addressing him so he raised his confused eyes to the sovereign, "I'm sorry your majesty, did you say something?"
"I said that we need to discuss you no longer fishing for cisco." The sovereign replied coldly.
"But we enjoy them" Kirnen replied weakly.
"I don't care what you enjoy!!" The king bellowed as his eyes lit with fury, "I will not allow you to fish the cisco until it disappears just because you want to eat it! The king calmed somewhat and continued, "As you can see if prepared the correct way chub make a delicious dinner. It is absolutely necessary that you start harvesting chub instead of cisco. I'll do everything I can to make the transition smoother, including having the chief give you the recipe and having our fishing personnel help you construct nets for catching chub."
The human contingent quickly agreed, "Aye sire we will give in to your demands and switch to fishing for chub."
End of flashback
Aragorn looked at his friend confused, "Haven't I eaten cisco at your father's table?"
Legolas smiled at his friend "Yes, but after 200 years of no harvest the ciscos became plentiful again and both humans and elves collect them in limited numbers."
Aragorn nodded but after a moment frowned at the prince, "Mellon nín, how do you know that story? I know your old but you're not that old."
Legolas smiled dangerously at his friend than cuffed him upside the head, "respect your elders, child" he mock growled "but you are right I wasn't alive at that time, ada had it written down and insisted I study it as part of my education."
The king wrinkled his brow, "as a lesson in diplomacy?"
The prince shook his head, "as a lesson of how easy it is to mislead humans." The king locked eyes with the prince for a moment before the two royals burst out laughing at the predictable nature of the Mirkwood king. When the prince managed to sober he addressed the king, "I'm sorry I couldn't give you the answers you seek."
"It's alright mellon nín, you were right I have to do this on my own." The king replied than slowed his pace a bit so he could have privacy to contemplate the situation at hand.
When the party reached the hunting grounds Legolas slowed his pace and came up beside the king, "it looks just like that lake in Imladris does it not?"
"Aye", the king whispered back, "that it does". The king's eyes grew teary because the area looked just like the place he had his first hunting lesson and brought a large number of memories to the surface. The elf squeezed his shoulder in support than turned and left him to his thoughts.
Flashback "Come on Estel" Elrohir said as he gently nudged his little brother, "help us unpack the horses and then you can stare all you want."
The gentle prodding got the twelve year old human boy moving and he started unsaddling his horse. As he turned to put the saddle down he caught a glimpse of the lake, "It is so beautiful here" the boy said with a gentle sigh.
The twins exchanged a look than broke into identical smiles, "That it is little brother, that it is. This is the same place we came on our first hunting trip." Elladan supplied.
"Really?" the boy asked.
Elrohir smiled, "Really, in fact Elladan and I were just as awe struck as you are when Ada and Glorfindel brought us here."
The boy looked up from the pile of firewood, "Ada and Glor brought you on your first hunting trip?"
Elladan could sense the boy's disappointment so he added, "Yeah but they' re not much fun, you'll have a better time with us."
"I heard that Elladan." came drifting from the woods behind the elf.
The sound of a voice behind him made the elder twin spin around. "Ada?"
From the other side of the camp came another familiar voice, "Really I thought we taught you two to be more alert." Glorfindel declared as he entered the camp. "We've been following you all afternoon."
"Ada, Glorfindel!" the boy exclaimed from his place by the fire, "I thought you had important things to do at home."
Elrond walked over to his youngest son, "We did." When the boy turned confused eyes to him the elderly elf continued, "We accomplished our tasks in Imladris and now we are here to take care of the important task of teaching you how to hunt."
While the father and son discussed the dinner menu the twins converged on Glorfindel, "Didn't trust us I see." Elrohir said with a twinkle in his eye.
"We trusted you to get the boy in trouble." Glorfindel teased back than turned serious, "Shortly after you left your father started thinking about how short human lives are and how important this trip was to the boy so we rode out to join you."
Once the new arrivals had their horses unpacked the group sat down to dinner, "When are we going to hunt?" asked the anxious boy.
Elrond smiled at his youngest, "We could go now as it is sundown but I think we'll wait until morning. As soon as you finish eating you need to get ready for bed." The boy started to protest but Elrond continued, "We'll have to start very early in the morning and you'll need your strength." The boy shot his father a rebellious look but the negative nods from his brothers caused him to acquiesce to his father's desires and head off to bed.
True to his word Elrond woke Estel early the next morning and the group headed to the hunting grounds where they concealed themselves among the branches of the trees. Elrond crouched next to the young human to wait and soon the father and son were rewarded as a large herd of deer emerged from the forest.
"There are so many, we won't have to hunt for a long time." Estel whispered to his father.
Elrond smiled, "We must be careful to take only what we need my son."
"Since there are so many why can't we take all we're going to need for the year?" the boy asked.
"There are several reasons we can't little one. First of all we don't have a means to get all of the meat back home. Secondly, other people may need some of this meat in the near future and we must always share with the other peoples of Middle Earth. The last reason we can't kill all these deer is that some must be left alive to ensure herds in the future. Watch how Glorfindel and your brothers carefully select the deer to kill, being sure not to take any young females or fawns." True to the elf lords word Glorfindel and the twins each selected either a buck or an older doe as their prey. Elrond than turned to his son, "which deer would you like to take?"
The boy considered his choices carefully before finally replying, "The doe over on the edge of the herd, she seems to be alone and appears to have been around for awhile." The elf lord nodded his agreement and helped his son site in the doe. As the pair walked to the kill the elf lord said the most important words to his son, "I'm very proud of you."
End of Flashback
The fond memory faded and the king was left with the current situation, which seemed so impossible, a portion of his kingdom was going to starve if they didn't hunt these deer but if they hunted these deer there might no longer be Harad deer on Middle Earth. The king was unsure what to do next so he leaned his head against his horse's flank and drew comfort from the reassuring smell.
Flashback
"My son Alagos is getting old, is he not?" the elf lord inquired as the pair walked to the stable.
"He is but I can't bring myself to get another, Alagos and I have been through a lot."
The elderly elf smiled at his son's loyalty for his mount, "I'm sure Alagos wouldn't mind spending his days grazing if he knew you were being cared for by another of his kind." The conversation had lasted until they arrived at a stall in the stable that held a beautiful bay stallion. The ranger looked from the horse to his father. Elrond smiled, "He's yours, it's the offspring from my mare and Elladan's stallion, we thought he'd keep you well. Happy birthday Estel, may his endurance and strength keep you safe from the dangers which await you."
Aragorn reached out and gently stroked the horses' nose, "thank you, he's beautiful" the boy than reached out and enveloped his father in a hug," I love you ada".
End of flashback
"Ada" the king whispered into Roheryn's coat, which was being soaked by the man's tears, "what would you do if you were here?" The desperation for the advice of his father caused the king to remember a conversation he had with the elf lord many years before.
Flashback
"Ada?" the ranger asked the elf occupying the other desk in the library.
"Yes, ion non?" the elf lord inquired in raising his head to meet his son's eyes.
"What is the most difficult thing about being the lord of a realm?"
The elf lord considered for a minute then looked at the painting of his wife over the mantel, "Putting your desires aside in order to protect and provide for those in the realm." The ranger nodded solemnly and the elf lord continued, "But no matter what you have to sacrifice the rewards are always worth it"
End flashback
The king raised his head, he knew what had to be done so he gave his horse a pat, squared his shoulders and walked over to the group of hunters.
Translations
mellon nin – my friend
Alagos – windstorm
ion non – my son
A/N: In this chapter Oropher was dealing with the humans of lake town over- harvesting the ciscos to the point where there were very few in the river. This is a hot topic in marine policy today because a report by the Pew Foundation stated that the world's fish populations have been reduced to 10% of what they once were. In the United States, only 211 of the 959 fish species commercially harvested have populations, which will allow that collection to continue in the future. However, there are lots of other species which are eatable, although not glamorous, and could replace some of the species in danger of extinction.
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Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own The Lord of the Rings nor am I profiting from this story. Any similarity between this story and other fan fiction pieces is purely coincidental. According to Tolkien Aragorn was fostered in Rivendell after the death of his father. I'm expanding on that idea and considering Aragorn to be part of lord Elrond's family. I'm also giving into movie verse on the subject of Legolas and considering them very old and dear friends.
Summary: Life is a series of choices, but every choice has a consequence. The newly crowned king of Gondor must make a choice, the consequence of which will affect Middle Earth for eternity.
Legolas and Aragorn exchanged an alarmed look and then the elf inquired, "What are you going to do?"
"We've heard of one place where the deer can still be found and we're sending out a hunting party immediately." Sadaraszar responded.
"We would be honored if you'd allow us to accompany you." The former ranger offered. Sadaraszar accepted the kind offer and within the hour a group of local hunters set out on foot trailed by the king's group on horseback.
During the journey Aragorn thought over the problem facing them, part of his country was starving yet the Harad deer was on the brink of being eliminated from Middle Earth. Eventually the king came out of his brooding enough to be aware of a presence at his side, slipping into Sindarin Aragorn sighed "Legolas, what do I do?"
The elf saw the indecision in his friend's eyes, "Estel this is one of the few disadvantages of being a human raised by elves." Aragorn raised an eyebrow in question, which caused Legolas to smile, "You are a king of men, and a good king, as such you recognize the need to provide for your people but the part of you which is an elf can't bare to see a type of animal disappear from Middle Earth."
Aragorn smiled warily at his old friend "You still have not told me what to do."
The elf smiled back, "nor will I for the decision is yours alone." Seeing his friend about to protest Legolas held up his hand in a gesture that asked for patience, "However, I will tell you of a similar situation my grandfather faced and you can take from that what you will."
Flashback Greenwood the Great
Second Age 3418
"Thalinar be sure to have the chief prepare cisco for the feast next week. It's Elrond's favorite and if his stomach is satisfied it may make him more agreeable to my point of view."
Thalinar frowned and started flipping through the stack of reports in his hand, when he found the report he was searching for he perused it quickly than addressed the king, "my lord, our fisher-elves are no longer able to catch cisco."
"What do you mean they are no longer able to catch cisco? Have they suddenly lost that skill?" the king inquired, his anger beginning to show it's ugly head.
"No sire, the fish just aren't present in the river." The aide replied as calmly as possible.
The king's anger was increasing by the second, "How is that possible?"
"Sire you're aware of the new human settlement down the river?" when the king nodded the aide continued, "Apparently the population is very fond of cisco and have harvested them until there aren't anymore in the river."
"They have taken all the cisco out of the river?" The king asked perplexed.
"No sire, there are a few but the fisher-elves refuse to collect those in hope that the cisco can be plentiful once again" the aide replied.
The king closed his eyes so he could concentrate on the problem at hand, "Thalinar are there still chubs in the river?"
"Yes sire, apparently the humans aren't fond of that type of fish because their numbers haven't been reduced." The aide replied.
Oropher continued to think for a moment than opened his eyes and gazed behind him until he met his son's eyes, "I want you to invite the leaders of Lake town to dinner tomorrow." Thranduil nodded and turned to leave, "and tell the head chief I want to see him on your way out", Oropher added. Thranduil bowed and left to carry out his father's bidding.
The next night found the king and prince in the main hall greeting the leaders of lake town. "Ada, may I present Kirnen the leader of Lake town", the prince announced.
The man bowed before the king, "your highness it is an honor to meet you. May I inquire why you have asked us to dine with you?"
The elven king laughed, "Humans are so distrusting, worry not I only wish to speak to you of the river as we enjoy a delicious fish dinner." Once the party had entered the dinning hall and been served Oropher continued, "My son tells me that you are very fond of cisco?"
Kirnen nodded, "Yes indeed sire and your kitchen serves a mouthwatering dish. Do you think it would be possible to get the recipe before we left?"
Oropher ignored the question and instead asked one of his own, "Are you aware of the fact that there are very few ciscos left in the river?"
"Well, we do have more trouble getting them these days" Kirnen admitted nervously.
Oropher still didn't acknowledge his companions response but instead continued with his line of questioning, "Have you ever tried chub?"
"Yeah, we tried it but didn't like it much, had to throw a whole lot of it out", Anorod, Kirnen's advisor chirped.
Oropher scowled internally but externally nodded politely than noted, "Your plates are empty, would you like some more?" At the affirmative nods Oropher signaled to the serving staff, which went to get a platter. "Ah yes" Oropher said when the platter was brought out, "I should have warned you, the second helping always comes roasted whole, that won't bother you will it?"
"Oh, no that's fine" Kirnen answered confidently so Oropher pulled the top off the platter revealing that the diners had been eating chub and not cisco.
"Surprised?" the king asked smugly. "Things aren't always what they appear. Now, let's talk about you no longer harvesting cisco."
Kirnen blinked in surprise at the fish in front of him. He seemed to remember the king addressing him so he raised his confused eyes to the sovereign, "I'm sorry your majesty, did you say something?"
"I said that we need to discuss you no longer fishing for cisco." The sovereign replied coldly.
"But we enjoy them" Kirnen replied weakly.
"I don't care what you enjoy!!" The king bellowed as his eyes lit with fury, "I will not allow you to fish the cisco until it disappears just because you want to eat it! The king calmed somewhat and continued, "As you can see if prepared the correct way chub make a delicious dinner. It is absolutely necessary that you start harvesting chub instead of cisco. I'll do everything I can to make the transition smoother, including having the chief give you the recipe and having our fishing personnel help you construct nets for catching chub."
The human contingent quickly agreed, "Aye sire we will give in to your demands and switch to fishing for chub."
End of flashback
Aragorn looked at his friend confused, "Haven't I eaten cisco at your father's table?"
Legolas smiled at his friend "Yes, but after 200 years of no harvest the ciscos became plentiful again and both humans and elves collect them in limited numbers."
Aragorn nodded but after a moment frowned at the prince, "Mellon nín, how do you know that story? I know your old but you're not that old."
Legolas smiled dangerously at his friend than cuffed him upside the head, "respect your elders, child" he mock growled "but you are right I wasn't alive at that time, ada had it written down and insisted I study it as part of my education."
The king wrinkled his brow, "as a lesson in diplomacy?"
The prince shook his head, "as a lesson of how easy it is to mislead humans." The king locked eyes with the prince for a moment before the two royals burst out laughing at the predictable nature of the Mirkwood king. When the prince managed to sober he addressed the king, "I'm sorry I couldn't give you the answers you seek."
"It's alright mellon nín, you were right I have to do this on my own." The king replied than slowed his pace a bit so he could have privacy to contemplate the situation at hand.
When the party reached the hunting grounds Legolas slowed his pace and came up beside the king, "it looks just like that lake in Imladris does it not?"
"Aye", the king whispered back, "that it does". The king's eyes grew teary because the area looked just like the place he had his first hunting lesson and brought a large number of memories to the surface. The elf squeezed his shoulder in support than turned and left him to his thoughts.
Flashback "Come on Estel" Elrohir said as he gently nudged his little brother, "help us unpack the horses and then you can stare all you want."
The gentle prodding got the twelve year old human boy moving and he started unsaddling his horse. As he turned to put the saddle down he caught a glimpse of the lake, "It is so beautiful here" the boy said with a gentle sigh.
The twins exchanged a look than broke into identical smiles, "That it is little brother, that it is. This is the same place we came on our first hunting trip." Elladan supplied.
"Really?" the boy asked.
Elrohir smiled, "Really, in fact Elladan and I were just as awe struck as you are when Ada and Glorfindel brought us here."
The boy looked up from the pile of firewood, "Ada and Glor brought you on your first hunting trip?"
Elladan could sense the boy's disappointment so he added, "Yeah but they' re not much fun, you'll have a better time with us."
"I heard that Elladan." came drifting from the woods behind the elf.
The sound of a voice behind him made the elder twin spin around. "Ada?"
From the other side of the camp came another familiar voice, "Really I thought we taught you two to be more alert." Glorfindel declared as he entered the camp. "We've been following you all afternoon."
"Ada, Glorfindel!" the boy exclaimed from his place by the fire, "I thought you had important things to do at home."
Elrond walked over to his youngest son, "We did." When the boy turned confused eyes to him the elderly elf continued, "We accomplished our tasks in Imladris and now we are here to take care of the important task of teaching you how to hunt."
While the father and son discussed the dinner menu the twins converged on Glorfindel, "Didn't trust us I see." Elrohir said with a twinkle in his eye.
"We trusted you to get the boy in trouble." Glorfindel teased back than turned serious, "Shortly after you left your father started thinking about how short human lives are and how important this trip was to the boy so we rode out to join you."
Once the new arrivals had their horses unpacked the group sat down to dinner, "When are we going to hunt?" asked the anxious boy.
Elrond smiled at his youngest, "We could go now as it is sundown but I think we'll wait until morning. As soon as you finish eating you need to get ready for bed." The boy started to protest but Elrond continued, "We'll have to start very early in the morning and you'll need your strength." The boy shot his father a rebellious look but the negative nods from his brothers caused him to acquiesce to his father's desires and head off to bed.
True to his word Elrond woke Estel early the next morning and the group headed to the hunting grounds where they concealed themselves among the branches of the trees. Elrond crouched next to the young human to wait and soon the father and son were rewarded as a large herd of deer emerged from the forest.
"There are so many, we won't have to hunt for a long time." Estel whispered to his father.
Elrond smiled, "We must be careful to take only what we need my son."
"Since there are so many why can't we take all we're going to need for the year?" the boy asked.
"There are several reasons we can't little one. First of all we don't have a means to get all of the meat back home. Secondly, other people may need some of this meat in the near future and we must always share with the other peoples of Middle Earth. The last reason we can't kill all these deer is that some must be left alive to ensure herds in the future. Watch how Glorfindel and your brothers carefully select the deer to kill, being sure not to take any young females or fawns." True to the elf lords word Glorfindel and the twins each selected either a buck or an older doe as their prey. Elrond than turned to his son, "which deer would you like to take?"
The boy considered his choices carefully before finally replying, "The doe over on the edge of the herd, she seems to be alone and appears to have been around for awhile." The elf lord nodded his agreement and helped his son site in the doe. As the pair walked to the kill the elf lord said the most important words to his son, "I'm very proud of you."
End of Flashback
The fond memory faded and the king was left with the current situation, which seemed so impossible, a portion of his kingdom was going to starve if they didn't hunt these deer but if they hunted these deer there might no longer be Harad deer on Middle Earth. The king was unsure what to do next so he leaned his head against his horse's flank and drew comfort from the reassuring smell.
Flashback
"My son Alagos is getting old, is he not?" the elf lord inquired as the pair walked to the stable.
"He is but I can't bring myself to get another, Alagos and I have been through a lot."
The elderly elf smiled at his son's loyalty for his mount, "I'm sure Alagos wouldn't mind spending his days grazing if he knew you were being cared for by another of his kind." The conversation had lasted until they arrived at a stall in the stable that held a beautiful bay stallion. The ranger looked from the horse to his father. Elrond smiled, "He's yours, it's the offspring from my mare and Elladan's stallion, we thought he'd keep you well. Happy birthday Estel, may his endurance and strength keep you safe from the dangers which await you."
Aragorn reached out and gently stroked the horses' nose, "thank you, he's beautiful" the boy than reached out and enveloped his father in a hug," I love you ada".
End of flashback
"Ada" the king whispered into Roheryn's coat, which was being soaked by the man's tears, "what would you do if you were here?" The desperation for the advice of his father caused the king to remember a conversation he had with the elf lord many years before.
Flashback
"Ada?" the ranger asked the elf occupying the other desk in the library.
"Yes, ion non?" the elf lord inquired in raising his head to meet his son's eyes.
"What is the most difficult thing about being the lord of a realm?"
The elf lord considered for a minute then looked at the painting of his wife over the mantel, "Putting your desires aside in order to protect and provide for those in the realm." The ranger nodded solemnly and the elf lord continued, "But no matter what you have to sacrifice the rewards are always worth it"
End flashback
The king raised his head, he knew what had to be done so he gave his horse a pat, squared his shoulders and walked over to the group of hunters.
Translations
mellon nin – my friend
Alagos – windstorm
ion non – my son
A/N: In this chapter Oropher was dealing with the humans of lake town over- harvesting the ciscos to the point where there were very few in the river. This is a hot topic in marine policy today because a report by the Pew Foundation stated that the world's fish populations have been reduced to 10% of what they once were. In the United States, only 211 of the 959 fish species commercially harvested have populations, which will allow that collection to continue in the future. However, there are lots of other species which are eatable, although not glamorous, and could replace some of the species in danger of extinction.
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