Disclaimer: Middle-Earth and all its characters belong to Tolkien, Agnes and Death belong to Pratchett, and my insane story belongs to me.
AN: second gold stars to The Green Pilgrim and to mirielle, and another goes to the surly mermaid (why are you surly?). Thanks to all of you for the compliments.
Sorry for the delay in updating, I was kidnapped by writer's block and am now battling a chest cold . I will try not to go so long without updating again, I promise!
I'm using [italics] to denote dwarven speech, if it's too easily confused with Agnes/Perdita's thoughs mention it, and I'll figure out another way to do it.
Agnes and the Elves
Chapter 5 – Meeting Gimli and Glóin
At about the same time Agnes was (finally) coming to the conclusion that the elves of this place were nothing like the elves of home, someone knocked on her door.
"Yes?"
Oh, and how will they know that's an affirmative? For all they know you just said 'I'm naked!' Perdita remarked.
Why would I be naked?
The door opened before Perdita could respond. Two dwarves walked in, flanked by an elven guard (Or at least, one would assume it was a guard, what with the being fully armed and staring distrustfully at Agnes and the dwarves and all). One of the dwarves was white-haired and quite old looking (so probably older than Agnes' great-grandmother); the other looked to be in his prime, and had an ax strapped to his back.
The younger dwarf looked Agnes up and further up (and then side to side as well), "[So, this is the girl?]"
Hey, I understood that! What are the odds of Dwarvish being the same here and on the Disc?
Who cares? Just say something! You know some Dwarvish, right?
Agnes did know Dwarvish, which she had picked up on her visits to the Lancre Mountain Dwarves. "[Can you understand me?]" she ventured.
The dwarves, and the elven guard, stared at her in shock. The young dwarf spoke again "[How do you know our language], ghaa'chk baorrlock?" (the last bit was an extremely rude word for 'non-dwarf'. Most dwarvish words for other species are pretty rude, but this one was one of the worst)
If his name is Glodsonsonson or Stronginthearm I think you should just admit that you've gone crazy. Perdita remarked.
The elder dwarf put his hand on the rude dwarf's arm. "[Peace Gimli, Lord Elrond said that she appeared out of nowhere. Who knows where she is from, and what the rules are there.]" He said in a quiet voice that Agnes had no trouble hearing.
He looked at Agnes appraisingly. "[I am Glóin, son of Gróin. I am told your name is Agnes, or possibly Perdita. Which is it?]"
"[…Agnes.]"
Glóin smiled, not in a friendly way. "[Well Agnes, now that we are able to have speech with you, I think it's time we visited Lord Elrond.]" He turned and said something in another language to the Elven guard, who nodded and gestured for the dwarves and Agnes to precede him.
Agnes took a deep breath, and followed the dwarves out the door.
AN: ack, this chapter was horrible to write, and didn't turn out well. But it was a necessary evil.
