As A Dream
Written by: Kbartlez
Disclaimer/ I do not own Tolkien's characters. I do however own this stories race of wood nymphs.
The Opposition
Legolas rode hard. His legs gripped the horse beneath him with determined strength. Thoughts tumbled through his head to the point where he could barely think. Blinking hard he attempted to get a grip on his brain.
Aragorn…
he had to reach Aragorn. Minis Tirith was being threatened by the Colony of Purist Wood Nymphs. He had never heard of anything so crazy! Although they were descendants from his own people, they were an accident! Never in his life had he thought they would be a threat! They were a peaceable society of Elf like creatures who only made war if you bothered them! What could Aragorn possibly have done?
Located on the south side of Fangorn Forest, the wood nymph society was close nit. Anything that threatened it would be a concern to everyone in the tree city. Considering they are immortals, and can only be killed in human form, this war would not be easy for the humans. Aragorn had sent for Legolas a month ago, but he had been detained by his father for the correct provisions and an army. Although his battalion of archers was a lot smaller than he had hoped for, his father insisted that it was all he could send.
Aragorn's camp sat on the crest south east of Fangorn Forest. With a word Legolas drove his horse faster upon the site of the camp. Men scurried around like orcs. His elf eyes could tell that most of the movement was coming from in an around Aragorn's royal tent. His flags flapping in the wind, and the door standing wide open.
Once in site of the camp, Legolas signaled the flag bearer to wave as friend. Briskly dismounting and walking straight towards Aragorn's tent, he composed himself for what he would see.
Worry and care flooded his mind at the site of his brother and friend. A disheveled Aragorn sat in a chair. His hair tousled and his brow furrowed, he was mulling over about fourteen maps, all pointless however. Legolas placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. Aragorn jumped but as he looked to see who it was, his face softened and his demeanor changed swiftly.
"Friend, your presence brings me hope." Aragorn drew Legolas into a tight hug.
"Yes, I feared I would be too late. But I see, as usual, I am just on time." Aragorn, smiled at his comment.
"Yes Brother, you are always just in time. But I'm afraid I could have used your brilliance about a month ago. Now with a battle at hand I am considerably distraught. I always thought that wood nymphs were, well, myths! I requested permission to get wood for the beacons from fangorn forest. The ents were grateful to have some way to help me and agreed that the trees would be honored to be used in such a station. At first when we began cutting trees, we only noticed that they had some type of next built at the tops. Figuring this was just birds, we continued to cut. But on day about 1 month and 1 half ago our scouts returned to the white city with news of 20 men killed. It seems that the forest is alive with these wood nymphs. There is an entire city of them. The ents were unaware!!! The ents!!!" Aragorn sighed and flopped down in a chair. He'd been pacing while he spoke and now seemed drained.
"They intend to fight today?" Legolas inquired.
"Yes. When the sun is directly above. Noon. I don't know what I will do Legolas!" Aragorn rubbed his temples and closed his eyes.
"I have a surprise for you my friend. Come with me." Legolas brought his friend to his feet and led him outside. There standing each beside their horses, with two quivers and a bow. Also bearing short swords and daggers stood 1/8 of the royal Mirkwood Archery.
"This is all my father could spare but, I think it will be enough to win this battle. The wood nymphs are few, difficult to fight, yes but few. They descend from Elves and Wizards, how hard will it be to defeat our own?" seeing Aragorn's skeptical look he said," Yes, they have some powers but they can only do physical harm when in mist form. Only to save themselves. Don't worry Aragorn. We will be a great help." Having said all this Legolas mounted his steed with little effort, and signaled his men to follow him. "We will ride, some of to the forest some of us to the front. But we will await your signal O, King," Smiling Legolas rode off to the battle front.