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They had been walking for half an hour when Legolas stopped suddenly. He turned back to look at Aragorn, breathing heavily.
"Something approaches. Horses."
The Ranger nodded unconcernedly. Orcs do not ride horses. It was most likely to be elves from Rivendell. He was glad. Legolas' breathing was becoming more labored and Aragorn feared the poison was talking hold.
Despite his previous nonchalance, Aragorn couldn't help holding his breath as the horses approached.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A dirty Ranger and a bedraggled elven Prince. Sadly not a usual occurrence in these parts."
"Elladan" Aragorn breathed, recognizing his brother's voice.
"I'm not bedraggled" Legolas protested.
The twins drew level to where the two friends stood, looking sternly down.
"What was it this time?" Elrohir questioned in an exasperated voice.
"Orcs" Aragorn replied. "How did you know?"
"Your horses arrived in Rivendell so we thought we'd come and pick you up."
"Hannon le" Aragorn smiled at the twins. (Thank you)
"Well my bedraggled elven Prince, what happened to you?" Elladan questioned, eyeing the blood that was staining Legolas' tunic.
"He was shot with an orc arrow. It was poisoned but I don't know what with" Aragorn replied for him.
"I can speak for myself you know Estel." Legolas said, irritated.
"No you can't. You never tell anyone when you hurt. You know..."
As the two friends began to bicker, the twins looked Legolas over, trying to assess how badly he was hurt. He didn't look good, they decided. Aside for the blood, the wood elf was a lot paler than usual and his breathing was heavy. Of course this could have been due to the blood lose, but the twins, like Aragorn, decided not to take any chances and get Legolas to their father as soon as possible.
"When your quite finished.." Elladan raised his voice, effectively breaking of the argument. Legolas and Aragorn turned their faces up to him, both wearing identical innocent smiles. "... I was wondering it we could be getting home?"
"Best idea you've ever had" Aragorn replied cheekily.
Legolas and Aragorn mounted behind the twins and the four sped off in the direction of the Last Homely House.
*****
As they dismounted in the court yard Legolas waved the brothers off as they tired to help him.
"I am well" he said firmly.
Aragorn rolled his eyes."Of course you are. But I'm still taking you to see Ada." he replied. (Father)
"Don't patronize me Estel." Legolas scolded "I'm over 2000 years your senior"
Aragorn didn't even bother replying as he turned and practically dragged Legolas off in the direction of Elrond's study, leaving behind two very amused elven twins to tend to their horses.
*****
When Aragorn reached his Father's study door, he turned to Legolas and scowled. The elf was no longer behind him. Setting off back in the direction he had come, Aragorn wondered where his friend had gone. It wouldn't be like Legolas to simply wander off. And besides, although the elf was stubborn, he wasn't stupid. He would know his wounded needed looking at by a healer and Lord Elrond was the best healed in Middle Earth.
Rounding a corner Aragorn caught sight of his friend climbing slowly to his feet at the top of a staircase. He looked even paler than before and Aragorn hurried to his side.
"Are you well, mellon nin?" he asked anxiously.
Legolas smiled at him reassuringly. "Aye, I am well. Come, let us see your Father."
The Elf's willingness to see Lord Elrond worried his friend. Usually Aragorn would have to fight tooth and nail to get Legolas to see a healer, even if he was dripping blood. 'He must feel really bad' the Human decided as he set off after his friend.
In fact Legolas was becoming increasingly worried about the effects the poison was having on his body. Having climbed to the top of the stairs he had found himself breathless and shaky. Legolas had never experienced anything like it before and despite his usual reluctance to see a healer he decided to let Lord Elrond help him before it got any worse.
Arriving for the second time at his father's door, Aragorn knocked and walked in without waiting for a reply.
Elrond looked up from his work and smiled when he saw who had just entered his study.
"Ah, welcome back young ones. Good trip?"
"Ada, Legolas was shot with an orc arrow coated with a poison I've never seen before." Aragorn said, getting straight to the point. Legolas rolled his eyes. (Father)
Elrond sighed "And I was hoping that you would both come back in one piece for a change. Ah well, some things never change I suppose." He smiled at Legolas to show he was joking. "Sit down Las Dien and let me have a look" (Little Leaf)
Legolas sat down on a nearby chair before carefully removing his tunic so as not to aggravate his wound. The cut was now inflamed and looked hot to touch. The skin around the edge was turning a dark red colour. Aragorn was surprised at how bad it had got in such a short space of time. The injury looked painful but Legolas showed not sign of discomfort.
Lord Elrond bent down and began poking and prodding Legolas' shoulder. His face became grave as he turned to address his son.
"Estel, did you keep the arrow?"
"Of course Ada" When making a antidote for poison it is always easier if the poison is available for analyse. "Here you go"
Elrond looked closely at the arrow tip before sniffing it carefully and placing it on his desk.
Speaking to Legolas he said "This is a rare poison called lutheral but I have seen it before. I'm afraid I can't do anything for you."
"But Ada..."
"If you would let me finish Estel. I cannot do anything for you Legolas, but Lady Galadriel can. Fortunately this is quite treatable, which is why this particular toxin is rarely used now. The herb needed to treat this poison grows only in Lothlorian and is does not work unless fresh. You will have to travel to the Golden Wood."
Elrond moved over to a shelf and pulled out an ancient looking book. He began to flick through.
"Ah yes here we are. Lutheral." He began to read " 'Lutheral is a toxin developed by the orcs. It's purpose is to give the victim a long, drawn out death. The treatment is a herb called ayam. Lutheral works by attacking the victim's respiratory system, slowly paralyzing the muscles in the lungs. Victims can expect breathlessness attacks which grow worse as time goes on. In addition to this healing abilities and endurance levels tend to drop and the victim well feel the elements more closely. If untreated, Lutheral will induce a fever. From this point treatment must be administered within 24 hours or the victims risks permanent side effects. 72 hours after the onset of fever the victim will die.' If you ride hard you should be in Lothlorian well before the fever sets in."
Legolas nodded slowly.
"I suggest you get some sleep now. Leave at first light tomorrow." Elrond advised.
TBC
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Tolkien owns it all.
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They had been walking for half an hour when Legolas stopped suddenly. He turned back to look at Aragorn, breathing heavily.
"Something approaches. Horses."
The Ranger nodded unconcernedly. Orcs do not ride horses. It was most likely to be elves from Rivendell. He was glad. Legolas' breathing was becoming more labored and Aragorn feared the poison was talking hold.
Despite his previous nonchalance, Aragorn couldn't help holding his breath as the horses approached.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A dirty Ranger and a bedraggled elven Prince. Sadly not a usual occurrence in these parts."
"Elladan" Aragorn breathed, recognizing his brother's voice.
"I'm not bedraggled" Legolas protested.
The twins drew level to where the two friends stood, looking sternly down.
"What was it this time?" Elrohir questioned in an exasperated voice.
"Orcs" Aragorn replied. "How did you know?"
"Your horses arrived in Rivendell so we thought we'd come and pick you up."
"Hannon le" Aragorn smiled at the twins. (Thank you)
"Well my bedraggled elven Prince, what happened to you?" Elladan questioned, eyeing the blood that was staining Legolas' tunic.
"He was shot with an orc arrow. It was poisoned but I don't know what with" Aragorn replied for him.
"I can speak for myself you know Estel." Legolas said, irritated.
"No you can't. You never tell anyone when you hurt. You know..."
As the two friends began to bicker, the twins looked Legolas over, trying to assess how badly he was hurt. He didn't look good, they decided. Aside for the blood, the wood elf was a lot paler than usual and his breathing was heavy. Of course this could have been due to the blood lose, but the twins, like Aragorn, decided not to take any chances and get Legolas to their father as soon as possible.
"When your quite finished.." Elladan raised his voice, effectively breaking of the argument. Legolas and Aragorn turned their faces up to him, both wearing identical innocent smiles. "... I was wondering it we could be getting home?"
"Best idea you've ever had" Aragorn replied cheekily.
Legolas and Aragorn mounted behind the twins and the four sped off in the direction of the Last Homely House.
*****
As they dismounted in the court yard Legolas waved the brothers off as they tired to help him.
"I am well" he said firmly.
Aragorn rolled his eyes."Of course you are. But I'm still taking you to see Ada." he replied. (Father)
"Don't patronize me Estel." Legolas scolded "I'm over 2000 years your senior"
Aragorn didn't even bother replying as he turned and practically dragged Legolas off in the direction of Elrond's study, leaving behind two very amused elven twins to tend to their horses.
*****
When Aragorn reached his Father's study door, he turned to Legolas and scowled. The elf was no longer behind him. Setting off back in the direction he had come, Aragorn wondered where his friend had gone. It wouldn't be like Legolas to simply wander off. And besides, although the elf was stubborn, he wasn't stupid. He would know his wounded needed looking at by a healer and Lord Elrond was the best healed in Middle Earth.
Rounding a corner Aragorn caught sight of his friend climbing slowly to his feet at the top of a staircase. He looked even paler than before and Aragorn hurried to his side.
"Are you well, mellon nin?" he asked anxiously.
Legolas smiled at him reassuringly. "Aye, I am well. Come, let us see your Father."
The Elf's willingness to see Lord Elrond worried his friend. Usually Aragorn would have to fight tooth and nail to get Legolas to see a healer, even if he was dripping blood. 'He must feel really bad' the Human decided as he set off after his friend.
In fact Legolas was becoming increasingly worried about the effects the poison was having on his body. Having climbed to the top of the stairs he had found himself breathless and shaky. Legolas had never experienced anything like it before and despite his usual reluctance to see a healer he decided to let Lord Elrond help him before it got any worse.
Arriving for the second time at his father's door, Aragorn knocked and walked in without waiting for a reply.
Elrond looked up from his work and smiled when he saw who had just entered his study.
"Ah, welcome back young ones. Good trip?"
"Ada, Legolas was shot with an orc arrow coated with a poison I've never seen before." Aragorn said, getting straight to the point. Legolas rolled his eyes. (Father)
Elrond sighed "And I was hoping that you would both come back in one piece for a change. Ah well, some things never change I suppose." He smiled at Legolas to show he was joking. "Sit down Las Dien and let me have a look" (Little Leaf)
Legolas sat down on a nearby chair before carefully removing his tunic so as not to aggravate his wound. The cut was now inflamed and looked hot to touch. The skin around the edge was turning a dark red colour. Aragorn was surprised at how bad it had got in such a short space of time. The injury looked painful but Legolas showed not sign of discomfort.
Lord Elrond bent down and began poking and prodding Legolas' shoulder. His face became grave as he turned to address his son.
"Estel, did you keep the arrow?"
"Of course Ada" When making a antidote for poison it is always easier if the poison is available for analyse. "Here you go"
Elrond looked closely at the arrow tip before sniffing it carefully and placing it on his desk.
Speaking to Legolas he said "This is a rare poison called lutheral but I have seen it before. I'm afraid I can't do anything for you."
"But Ada..."
"If you would let me finish Estel. I cannot do anything for you Legolas, but Lady Galadriel can. Fortunately this is quite treatable, which is why this particular toxin is rarely used now. The herb needed to treat this poison grows only in Lothlorian and is does not work unless fresh. You will have to travel to the Golden Wood."
Elrond moved over to a shelf and pulled out an ancient looking book. He began to flick through.
"Ah yes here we are. Lutheral." He began to read " 'Lutheral is a toxin developed by the orcs. It's purpose is to give the victim a long, drawn out death. The treatment is a herb called ayam. Lutheral works by attacking the victim's respiratory system, slowly paralyzing the muscles in the lungs. Victims can expect breathlessness attacks which grow worse as time goes on. In addition to this healing abilities and endurance levels tend to drop and the victim well feel the elements more closely. If untreated, Lutheral will induce a fever. From this point treatment must be administered within 24 hours or the victims risks permanent side effects. 72 hours after the onset of fever the victim will die.' If you ride hard you should be in Lothlorian well before the fever sets in."
Legolas nodded slowly.
"I suggest you get some sleep now. Leave at first light tomorrow." Elrond advised.
TBC