October 10, 1422

Chapter 5

"Ahem." Elrond cleared his throat, then decided it was better to listen.

"What are you-"

"Ahem!!!"

"Why should I listen to you?"

"It was my idea I shouldbe able to tell Elrond"

"Yea, but I spotted it"

"Who cares about you? I should-"

"AHEM!" Elrond tried again, more pointedly. "As I was trying to say," at this he threw a disgusted look at some of the more devious elves in the corner, "if you have got anything worth hearing the council would enjoy knowing it." In addition, Cirdan sent an evil eye at the sniveling elves that even the most stouthearted dwarf would quake in his boots.

"Well, you see, master Elrond, uh, sir, uh, we, uh, saw, uh, uh, uh-" the elf promptly dropped his notes and started stammering.

"Oh, rubbish," scoffed his colleague, "let me tell him." The other elf snatched up the notes. "Ahem. As I was saying-" and at this the younger elves started snickering.

"Wha-at?" whined the elf that was speaking.

"Hee, hee, hoot, ha, snort," the gang of elves with the exception of two (I think they were brother and sister) were rolling with laughter.

"You should hear yourself," said one of them, beating his fist on the ground and doubling over in laughter. "You sound so much like master Elrond it isn't even funny."

"SILENCE!!!! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE NAME OF ELVES!!!!!!!!!!!!" Elrond roared, spit flying out of his mouth and seething with anger. "GO ON WITH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone jumped.

"Well, last night at the dock, my friends" the girl elf picked up the notes that her companion had dropped and read off with scorn, "we saw this thingymajiggy with those whatchamacallits- Radf, what is this nonsense?" she pointed an accusing finger at the one who stammered.

"So-rry, Aihea who thinks she's the ruler of the world. I meant to change it. That's why I was stammering," he went to the corner and started sulking.

Aihea looked at the other elves with disdain and turned up her nose, "Brother, would you like to continue?"

The solemn looking one with the flaming hair to rival his sister's took the notes. "Master Elrond, we want you to know that last night after twilight we were on the docks."

"YOU WHAT? Have you no brains, boy? How many times have I told you children to stay off the docks after twilight?" Elrond jumped up.

"I'm, s-s-sorry, sir, it was a club meeting." The little boy (I found out later that he was about 73 years old) started to cry.

Elrond surrendered. "Children," he muttered and stared at his feet.

"Anyway, we saw these weird loping figures and we squinted and squirmed against the shadows. And then… EEEEEEEEEEEEK! We heard this neck chilling inhuman scream." Aihea demonstrated, causing every wizard, man, woman, elf, hobbit and dwarf to plug his or her ears.

"We saw these hideous aberrations," clearly, Aihea was pleased with her vocabulary. She folded her hands behind her back, "and inching closer, we discovered that they were… ORCS!" she screamed.

"Ya, and boy were they UGLY!" chorused the other elves, nudging each other and cracking up. It was obvious that they rehearsed that part.

Elrond's face grew longer by word. It was literally dangling on the floor. "This causes for emergency. The plot thickens…"

According to Elrond, the delegation would depart as soon as necessary. Apparently it was sooner than I thought, though.

A/N- The council ends……DUN DUN DUN (dramatic music) God. I don't know what happened here, I wrote this story so long ago. I'm sorry if the title doesn't fit…