After the 20 mile paddle to Brandywine Bridge, the four hobbits were exusted, scared and wet. They kept on in the night, making sure not to be seen, going around paths and houses till they finaly found themselves outside of the Prancing Pony in bree.
'Remmember, the name baggins must not be uttered here..' cautioned Frodo as Gandal had told him.
The hobbits went inside to find it full of drunken, or almost drunken men. They approached the inkeeper at his desk wich was larger in size than any of the hobbits to book there 'nice cosy sized hobbit room' under the name Underhill. While they were ther frodo inquired about Gandalf were he was startled and sent into deeper worry that Gandalf had not been seen in six months... 'dont worry sam, he'll be here..' Frodo tried.
The hobbits desided to hang around the common room incase Gandalf showed, and to have some supper.
Merry came back from the bar with a pint of beer, Pippin got excited and rushed off to get one with Sam shouting 'But you already have half one..' Frodo knew he shouldn't but he was destacted by his own worries of Gandalf.
'That fellows done nothing but stare at us since we got here' Sam pointed out.
In the corner were no candles were lit sat a hooded man smoking a pipe, Frodo stoped the bar keeper and asked who the man was.
'He's one of them Rangers. They're dangerous folk, wandering about the wilds. What he's real name is, I dont know, but around here, he's known as Strider' Frodo was feeling unease and took the ring out without realising. The next thing he new he heard 'baggins... sure I know a baggins...' Frodo snapped out of it and turned to the bar to se pippin chatting with a lot o strangers. Frodo panics, Gandalf had said to leave the name Baggins behind, there were many spies of sauron. Frodo ran up to pippin, weaving around others to get to him, he grabbed Pippin by his sholder and started to drag him away, but slipped on someones shoes and went down... unfortunatly, the ring was still in his hand. As frodo hit the ground, the ring was tossed into the air, and when he tried to catch it, it slid onto his finger, and then he was gone...
The Black Riders stoped in the direction hey were riding, they had sensed the ring... the knew excactly were the ringbearer resided...
He could see shadows, lots of shadows, the winds rushing all around making it hard to focus... but as clear as it had been earlier that night, the wolf is there... standing, watching, and pure white, making it look as pure as the elven kind.
A deep booming voice can be bearly heard through the wind... "You cannont hide..."
Frodo turns his head around towards the voice "I see you..."
Something sturres the shadows... A great eye suddenly appears through the darkness.
"There is no life..."
"...in the void..."
"...only death..."
Frodo could take no more, he ripps the ring of his finger and appears under a table... Trying to catch his breath, Frodo was taken by surprize when a hand grabs him by his collar and hoists him on his feet.
'You draw far to much attention to yourself "Mr. Underhill"
It was the Ranger, Strider! Before Frodo could reply Strider was dragging Frodo up the stairs, and into a room dimly lit by a few candles. Strider tossed the scared form of Frodo on the ground by the fire. Frodo was quick to straighten himself... 'what do you want'
'More caution from you, thats no trinket you carry'
'I carry nothing' Frodo replied, staying his hand that wanted to reach for the ring.
'Indeed' Strider smirked as he went to the candles and started to extinguish the few candles... 'I can avoid being seen if I wish... but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift' Strider removed his hood to show his dark eyes and brown locks that reached past his neck.
'Who are you?' 'Are you frightened'
'Yes' addmitted frodo 'Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you..' Strider stopped as footsteps were heard approaching.
Strider turns to face the door with his sword drawn as Sam with his fists, Mery with a candle stick holder and Pippin with a chair burst through.
'Let him go! or i'll have you, Longshanks' warned Sam Strider straightens from his pose and sheaths his sword 'You have a stout heart, hobbit. But that will not save you' Strider turns back to frodo and said with almost regret in his voice.
'You can no longer wait for the wizard, Frodo... there comming...'
Disclaimer: do not own LOTR or it's characters. Only Kalista (the wolf)
'Remmember, the name baggins must not be uttered here..' cautioned Frodo as Gandal had told him.
The hobbits went inside to find it full of drunken, or almost drunken men. They approached the inkeeper at his desk wich was larger in size than any of the hobbits to book there 'nice cosy sized hobbit room' under the name Underhill. While they were ther frodo inquired about Gandalf were he was startled and sent into deeper worry that Gandalf had not been seen in six months... 'dont worry sam, he'll be here..' Frodo tried.
The hobbits desided to hang around the common room incase Gandalf showed, and to have some supper.
Merry came back from the bar with a pint of beer, Pippin got excited and rushed off to get one with Sam shouting 'But you already have half one..' Frodo knew he shouldn't but he was destacted by his own worries of Gandalf.
'That fellows done nothing but stare at us since we got here' Sam pointed out.
In the corner were no candles were lit sat a hooded man smoking a pipe, Frodo stoped the bar keeper and asked who the man was.
'He's one of them Rangers. They're dangerous folk, wandering about the wilds. What he's real name is, I dont know, but around here, he's known as Strider' Frodo was feeling unease and took the ring out without realising. The next thing he new he heard 'baggins... sure I know a baggins...' Frodo snapped out of it and turned to the bar to se pippin chatting with a lot o strangers. Frodo panics, Gandalf had said to leave the name Baggins behind, there were many spies of sauron. Frodo ran up to pippin, weaving around others to get to him, he grabbed Pippin by his sholder and started to drag him away, but slipped on someones shoes and went down... unfortunatly, the ring was still in his hand. As frodo hit the ground, the ring was tossed into the air, and when he tried to catch it, it slid onto his finger, and then he was gone...
The Black Riders stoped in the direction hey were riding, they had sensed the ring... the knew excactly were the ringbearer resided...
He could see shadows, lots of shadows, the winds rushing all around making it hard to focus... but as clear as it had been earlier that night, the wolf is there... standing, watching, and pure white, making it look as pure as the elven kind.
A deep booming voice can be bearly heard through the wind... "You cannont hide..."
Frodo turns his head around towards the voice "I see you..."
Something sturres the shadows... A great eye suddenly appears through the darkness.
"There is no life..."
"...in the void..."
"...only death..."
Frodo could take no more, he ripps the ring of his finger and appears under a table... Trying to catch his breath, Frodo was taken by surprize when a hand grabs him by his collar and hoists him on his feet.
'You draw far to much attention to yourself "Mr. Underhill"
It was the Ranger, Strider! Before Frodo could reply Strider was dragging Frodo up the stairs, and into a room dimly lit by a few candles. Strider tossed the scared form of Frodo on the ground by the fire. Frodo was quick to straighten himself... 'what do you want'
'More caution from you, thats no trinket you carry'
'I carry nothing' Frodo replied, staying his hand that wanted to reach for the ring.
'Indeed' Strider smirked as he went to the candles and started to extinguish the few candles... 'I can avoid being seen if I wish... but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift' Strider removed his hood to show his dark eyes and brown locks that reached past his neck.
'Who are you?' 'Are you frightened'
'Yes' addmitted frodo 'Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you..' Strider stopped as footsteps were heard approaching.
Strider turns to face the door with his sword drawn as Sam with his fists, Mery with a candle stick holder and Pippin with a chair burst through.
'Let him go! or i'll have you, Longshanks' warned Sam Strider straightens from his pose and sheaths his sword 'You have a stout heart, hobbit. But that will not save you' Strider turns back to frodo and said with almost regret in his voice.
'You can no longer wait for the wizard, Frodo... there comming...'
Disclaimer: do not own LOTR or it's characters. Only Kalista (the wolf)