Title: Moon Rune
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG for now
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance to come.
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence to come?
Chapter 1
"CDs, Discman, underwear, art book. I think I have everything. How about you, Bon Bon?" The red head glanced at her friend, and made a face. " I just think it's weird how you rate your books, music, and drawings higher than your clothes and necessities. But I think I have everything. This trip should be fun. No work, no school, no responsibilities. Just us and nature. Make sure you packed the toilet paper."
Ellen checked over all the stuff piled by the door of the dorm room. Celia was coming to pick them up for the trip in a few minutes, with Bonnie's hair still being wet, and Ellen's CDs still strewn across the breakfast table. A sound banged through the dorm room, as someone rapped smartly at the door. "Coming!" Ellen hoped it wasn't the ill-tempered raven haired girl. Her hopes were in vain, as she opened the door.
"You're not ready yet!? I have to be on the road in five minutes, or I'm going to miss my interview!" The slim model before her flipped back her silky black chin length hair, and focused her fiery green eyes on the fidgety brunette before her. "Well, most of the stuff is ready. I'll bring it down, if you'll help Bonnie with her hair." The girl before her gave an irritated sigh and stomped to the bathroom. Ellen hurried to bring the heavy camping bags downstairs. On her fourth trip down, she tripped.
The duffel bag and box of toilet paper went flying down the stairs, and she cried out as gravity pulled her down. She fell over the low railing, and didn't have time to shut her eyes in fright. She had fallen down stairs before, and survived with nothing more than scratches on her teeth and multiple bruises on her body. This would be different from such a high height. Arms circled under her knees and her back, restrained against the gravity, keeping her from her ill fate.
Trembling, she looked up into warm brown eyes. She didn't know whether to pale from what could have happened, or to blush in front of this handsome stranger. Instead, her body decided to be in shock. "Are you okay, miss? Can you walk?" He had tuffy brown hair, and had a lean, strong body. She nodded her head slightly, "Yes, I think so."
He set her down gently, still holding her as her feet touched the ground; afraid she might fall on her shaky legs. She blinked, taking in her surroundings. Her stuff lay at the base of the stairs, unharmed. Well, kind of. She was glad that the duffel bag contained only her clothes and not her CDs or anything breakable. When he was sure she wouldn't collapse or anything, he let go of her waist. Concern was written openly on his face and in his serious brown eyes. There also seemed to be an almost tender expression on his face. "Are you sure you're all right, miss?"
She nodded her head again, this time a little more firmly. Her heart was pounding hard against her ribcage. And she didn't think it was from the fall. "Yeah, thanks a lot. If you hadn't been there, I would be splattered across the pavement."
"Well, I'll be on my way. I'll see you later. Until then, keep away from the edges of stairs. I couldn't bare someone else to catching you." Then he brushed his knuckles against her cheek, and was gone. She stared at him. Her legs felt like jelly. Normally, the guys didn't pay attention to her in such ways. She could feel her cheeks flame up. It was only after he was gone that she realized she forgot to ask him his name. She heard her name being called distantly, and she turned to see Kim running down the stairs to see if she was okay.
He stood watching in the shadows, as the brunette girl's friend came to check if she was okay. He didn't know why, but he knew he had to save her. Make sure she was safe. Something in his heart told him to protect her. He never before had felt this. There was something about that girl…
Celia and Bonnie came down the stairs, wondering why Ellen had not come back upstairs for the rest of the stuff. They stopped at the base of the stairs, and watched their friend Kim comforted a shaken Ellen. A duffel bag rested on the last step, and the box of toilet paper was opened and dented. " What the hell happened here?"
"I saw her fall from the landing. Some guy managed to catch her. My heart must have stopped! Jeeze." The other girls looked at Ellen in concern, but she just smiled at them, and grabbed the fallen stuff and continued her unfinished job.
The ride to the forest was quite bumpy, even in an SUV. Celia was driving, and as usual, she drove horrible in her platforms. Ellen sat up front listening to her headphones and reading her book again, and Bonnie sat in the back grumbling about how she would skin Celia alive if she lived through this. Celia pretended to ignore these comments, and instead turned up the volume on the radio to block out her mumbles. They had planned this trip for months, waiting for a chance to escape work papers at school. Celia was going to join them after being interviewed at a modeling agency. Her things were already at the site they had chosen. A half hour later, they reached the clearing. Ellen was out of the SUV like a shot. "Free! I'm free at last! Woo who!" She started dancing around the green grass, and doing flips and somersaults.
"Okay, El. Now you've had your fun. So get over here and help unpack!" Celia was in a rush to get to the city, where her lunch meeting was to be held. She seemed like an uncaring ***** sometimes, but was a real friend and a good partner in fighting.
Wanting to unpack her camera and explore, Ellen helped them haul everything out of the back of the truck. It took only a few minutes, and then Ellen was off rushing again. Bonnie took out her Nyrie crystal, and roamed the area, searching for any negative areas. She smiled and let out a long breath. "Ah. I love that fresh air." She gazed up at the canopy of the forest, and started at the sight of a large crow. It was bigger than Celia's dog, which was a small terrier. She continued to stare at the crow, until Celia noticed her stare. She followed her gaze to the black bird.
"Naw, it ain't him. Why would Damon hang around here? It's not as if he's infatuated with you like you are him." That brought Bonnie out of her daze, and she glared at the smirking raven haired girl. It was as Bonnie was about to reply that they heard a cry raise up from the woods. "Ellen." The two girls raced to find their friend. Ellen was standing near their stuff, staring at a hole of light that had appeared before her. She had called them over. Celia glared at the light, looking murderous, Bonnie looked at it with dread, and Ellen was looking at nervously. "Well, there goes our vacation. You know, it sucks being a Slayer." Soon the light covered the clearing and the trio knew no more than the spinning lights as the dimension shifted.
When Legolas had told his father of what he and his aid had seen, Thranduil sent out the best messenger birds he had to the other elven cities. Then he gave instructions to his son to ride to Rivendale with no less than two guards. It was also decided that Herdare was to go as well. Legolas was glad his friend was coming. He couldn't bear the quiet guards.
They were still riding through Mirkwood, nearing the exit, when it happened.
"So Herdare, do you think the rest of the fellowship will be there? It has been so long since I last saw my friends."
"Of course, your highness. Frodo has taken to representing the hobbits and the others I'm sure will not want to miss out on the adventure. Gandalf will be there for the wizards, and Aragorn will be there for Gondor. I'm sure Lord Elrond can't wait to see Arwen. It has been a long time since the wedding."
"And what of Gimli?"
"You know what? I am still very surprised you managed to make friends with a dwarf. But then again, your highness, I'm not surprised, as it was you." Legolas cringed inwardly every time his friend addressed him like that. But it wouldn't do to talk like friends in front of the guards. Then he became indignant at what his friend had said.
"And what is that suppose to mean?" He asked, glaring at Herdare. His friend smirked.
"Don't look so surprised, my lord. You have been labeled as being odd. Although no one would admit it, I will. You tend to run along your own path, far from the others. It drives your father insane, every time you go wandering off into the woods by yourself, just so you don't have to be introduced to another maiden in hopes of courtship." Herdare stopped talking as Legolas put his best death glare on. He simply smiled, merriment shining from his eyes. Legolas continued to glare at his friend until they both burst out laughing. The guards turned around to glance at them, miffed at the Prince's behavior. They opened their mouths to say something, when a great light appeared above them.
The guards moved to protect Legolas from whatever the light may be. The Prince scowled as his horse was pushed lightly away towards the trees. "I can take care of myself, thank you very much." Herdare bit back a smile at the angered Prince's mutterings. The Prince did have a point, though. Had his friend not been a part of the Fellowship that saved Middle-Earth? The guards notched and raised their bows.
Seconds later, a horse materialized out of the light, right next to Herdare's. Ceres only snorted, not feeling at all in danger. Then, the light formed a tunnel, and a figure fell from it, landing none too gently on the grass. It was a female figure, of that Legolas was sure. But she wore the most horrid and odd clothing. The light began to fade, and the girl jumped to her feet, shouting at the light. "Arneania! What's going on?! Where are the others?! You owe me that much! Please?" A heavenly voice chimed from the fading light, "Child, do not be alarmed. You are needed here, as are the others. Celia is in Hobbiton, and Bonnie is waiting for both of you in Rivendale. Your things are in the rooms that are to be yours there. Lord Elrond is aware of your presence. The talisman around your neck will show you through your world in times of need. Welcome to Middle- Earth."
"Hey! What about my weapons?!" As the last of the light faded, a bundle fell on top of the maiden. Legolas was off his horse in a second, and at her side, much to the protest of the guards and his friend. The girl was rubbing her head where the bundle had hit her, still kneeling after being hurt.
"My lady, are you all right?" The girl looked at him with wide eyes. Her eyes reminded him of the forest he loved so much. They were a vivid brown with swirls of green. And her rich hair was the color of bark after a rain shower. She was a mortal, that much was clear. But something about her, and her arrival told him not to judge her so. "Um, yeah. Sorry if I startled you guys. Arneania tends to do that."
"Oh?" Her pants were made of a strange material, and were dark blue in color. She wore boots that has laces. Her shirts were hard to even explain. Herdare rose an eyebrow at her in question. His guards came to stand on either side of him, trying to look menacing. The maiden reached down for the bundle. The guards pointed their arrows at her.
"O-kay. You don't know what I am talking about, do you?" Legolas shook his head, and glared at the guards. They pointed the weapons at the ground, but were still ready for action. Looking some what relieved, the girl finished reaching down, and began to pull out weapons from the bag.
"Okay. I know this will sound unbelievable, but please bear with me okay? And try to keep an open mind." Legolas nodded his head. "After what we just saw, fair maiden, it will be hard not believe you." Herdare smiled roguishly at her blush. She was pretty, even though her clothing would suggest her to be of lowly status. The guards tensed as she pulled out swords, daggers, little sharp pieces of wood, and some other things.
"I come from another world. Where I am from, there are demons, vampires, and all sorts of monsters that the general public doesn't know about. I am a Slayer, and so are my friends. We slay these creatures. They usually feed on humans and stuff, so it's our job to protect them. A Slayer is a girl who is called to come forth. We're warriors. In the past, there has only been one. But some how, there are now four. Devon is still behind in our world to look after things. Arneania has sent us to other worlds before to help the people there. She's a spirit of some kind. I guess you could call her an angel of sorts." During the time she had been talking, she had put her weapons away in her boots, on the horse, or at her waist. As she talked of the evil creatures, the elves perked up. Legolas helped her up on her horse. "You know how to ride a horse?" he asked.
"Well, I've only done it once or twice. But I'll survive. Thank you." He got onto his own horse, Arod, and they started towards Rivendale.
"We have recently come across evil creatures. It is the reason we now ride to Rivendale. I hope you and your friends will be able to help us, my lady." She smiled at him, and suddenly she jumped. Legolas and Herdare looked at her in concern. "What is it, fair maiden?" Her eyes were wide again, and her mouth parted slightly. "Your elves." She whispered. "Yes, I know we are. We also have hobbits, mortals, dwarves, orc's, Urak-Hai's, and many other races here on Middle-Earth. Though the last few I mentioned aren't as fair." She looked at them all very hard. "I am sorry, but I seem to remember this place from somewhere. What are your names?"
"I am Legolas of Mirkwood."
"I am Herdare, Legolas's aid. And those two up ahead are Sim'nol and Arni'or. We're all from Mirkwood. Legolas is the Prince of the elven city." Legolas glared at his friend, obviously not wanting her to know about him. But she didn't seem to hear about the part of him being Prince. She had gone pale, but there was a grand smile about her face. Now she was fairly jumping in her saddle. "Woo-WHO! I'm in a book! I get to meet the former Fellowship! Boy, am I glad I read the Lord of the Rings." All the elves looked at her sharply.
"Woman, what do you know of the one ring?"
"My name is Ellen, thank you very much. And the adventure to destroy the one ring was written in my world, by a very good author. Where I come from, this world is a story, and nothing more. This is SO cool! I've always wanted to meet an elf. I wouldn't mind meeting a hobbit either."
"Well, this is interesting. So you know of Legolas's journey? Hmm. Well, I'm sure you'll get your other wish, lady Ellen. We are on our way to a council, where you will be most helpful, and you'll be able to see the many races first hand." Ellen gave a squeal of delight, and went on talking about something called a com-rah, and drawings. Legolas smiled at the girl, and Herdare didn't miss it. He smiled too. Only Legolas would find this strange girl appealing.
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG for now
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance to come.
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence to come?
Chapter 1
"CDs, Discman, underwear, art book. I think I have everything. How about you, Bon Bon?" The red head glanced at her friend, and made a face. " I just think it's weird how you rate your books, music, and drawings higher than your clothes and necessities. But I think I have everything. This trip should be fun. No work, no school, no responsibilities. Just us and nature. Make sure you packed the toilet paper."
Ellen checked over all the stuff piled by the door of the dorm room. Celia was coming to pick them up for the trip in a few minutes, with Bonnie's hair still being wet, and Ellen's CDs still strewn across the breakfast table. A sound banged through the dorm room, as someone rapped smartly at the door. "Coming!" Ellen hoped it wasn't the ill-tempered raven haired girl. Her hopes were in vain, as she opened the door.
"You're not ready yet!? I have to be on the road in five minutes, or I'm going to miss my interview!" The slim model before her flipped back her silky black chin length hair, and focused her fiery green eyes on the fidgety brunette before her. "Well, most of the stuff is ready. I'll bring it down, if you'll help Bonnie with her hair." The girl before her gave an irritated sigh and stomped to the bathroom. Ellen hurried to bring the heavy camping bags downstairs. On her fourth trip down, she tripped.
The duffel bag and box of toilet paper went flying down the stairs, and she cried out as gravity pulled her down. She fell over the low railing, and didn't have time to shut her eyes in fright. She had fallen down stairs before, and survived with nothing more than scratches on her teeth and multiple bruises on her body. This would be different from such a high height. Arms circled under her knees and her back, restrained against the gravity, keeping her from her ill fate.
Trembling, she looked up into warm brown eyes. She didn't know whether to pale from what could have happened, or to blush in front of this handsome stranger. Instead, her body decided to be in shock. "Are you okay, miss? Can you walk?" He had tuffy brown hair, and had a lean, strong body. She nodded her head slightly, "Yes, I think so."
He set her down gently, still holding her as her feet touched the ground; afraid she might fall on her shaky legs. She blinked, taking in her surroundings. Her stuff lay at the base of the stairs, unharmed. Well, kind of. She was glad that the duffel bag contained only her clothes and not her CDs or anything breakable. When he was sure she wouldn't collapse or anything, he let go of her waist. Concern was written openly on his face and in his serious brown eyes. There also seemed to be an almost tender expression on his face. "Are you sure you're all right, miss?"
She nodded her head again, this time a little more firmly. Her heart was pounding hard against her ribcage. And she didn't think it was from the fall. "Yeah, thanks a lot. If you hadn't been there, I would be splattered across the pavement."
"Well, I'll be on my way. I'll see you later. Until then, keep away from the edges of stairs. I couldn't bare someone else to catching you." Then he brushed his knuckles against her cheek, and was gone. She stared at him. Her legs felt like jelly. Normally, the guys didn't pay attention to her in such ways. She could feel her cheeks flame up. It was only after he was gone that she realized she forgot to ask him his name. She heard her name being called distantly, and she turned to see Kim running down the stairs to see if she was okay.
He stood watching in the shadows, as the brunette girl's friend came to check if she was okay. He didn't know why, but he knew he had to save her. Make sure she was safe. Something in his heart told him to protect her. He never before had felt this. There was something about that girl…
Celia and Bonnie came down the stairs, wondering why Ellen had not come back upstairs for the rest of the stuff. They stopped at the base of the stairs, and watched their friend Kim comforted a shaken Ellen. A duffel bag rested on the last step, and the box of toilet paper was opened and dented. " What the hell happened here?"
"I saw her fall from the landing. Some guy managed to catch her. My heart must have stopped! Jeeze." The other girls looked at Ellen in concern, but she just smiled at them, and grabbed the fallen stuff and continued her unfinished job.
The ride to the forest was quite bumpy, even in an SUV. Celia was driving, and as usual, she drove horrible in her platforms. Ellen sat up front listening to her headphones and reading her book again, and Bonnie sat in the back grumbling about how she would skin Celia alive if she lived through this. Celia pretended to ignore these comments, and instead turned up the volume on the radio to block out her mumbles. They had planned this trip for months, waiting for a chance to escape work papers at school. Celia was going to join them after being interviewed at a modeling agency. Her things were already at the site they had chosen. A half hour later, they reached the clearing. Ellen was out of the SUV like a shot. "Free! I'm free at last! Woo who!" She started dancing around the green grass, and doing flips and somersaults.
"Okay, El. Now you've had your fun. So get over here and help unpack!" Celia was in a rush to get to the city, where her lunch meeting was to be held. She seemed like an uncaring ***** sometimes, but was a real friend and a good partner in fighting.
Wanting to unpack her camera and explore, Ellen helped them haul everything out of the back of the truck. It took only a few minutes, and then Ellen was off rushing again. Bonnie took out her Nyrie crystal, and roamed the area, searching for any negative areas. She smiled and let out a long breath. "Ah. I love that fresh air." She gazed up at the canopy of the forest, and started at the sight of a large crow. It was bigger than Celia's dog, which was a small terrier. She continued to stare at the crow, until Celia noticed her stare. She followed her gaze to the black bird.
"Naw, it ain't him. Why would Damon hang around here? It's not as if he's infatuated with you like you are him." That brought Bonnie out of her daze, and she glared at the smirking raven haired girl. It was as Bonnie was about to reply that they heard a cry raise up from the woods. "Ellen." The two girls raced to find their friend. Ellen was standing near their stuff, staring at a hole of light that had appeared before her. She had called them over. Celia glared at the light, looking murderous, Bonnie looked at it with dread, and Ellen was looking at nervously. "Well, there goes our vacation. You know, it sucks being a Slayer." Soon the light covered the clearing and the trio knew no more than the spinning lights as the dimension shifted.
When Legolas had told his father of what he and his aid had seen, Thranduil sent out the best messenger birds he had to the other elven cities. Then he gave instructions to his son to ride to Rivendale with no less than two guards. It was also decided that Herdare was to go as well. Legolas was glad his friend was coming. He couldn't bear the quiet guards.
They were still riding through Mirkwood, nearing the exit, when it happened.
"So Herdare, do you think the rest of the fellowship will be there? It has been so long since I last saw my friends."
"Of course, your highness. Frodo has taken to representing the hobbits and the others I'm sure will not want to miss out on the adventure. Gandalf will be there for the wizards, and Aragorn will be there for Gondor. I'm sure Lord Elrond can't wait to see Arwen. It has been a long time since the wedding."
"And what of Gimli?"
"You know what? I am still very surprised you managed to make friends with a dwarf. But then again, your highness, I'm not surprised, as it was you." Legolas cringed inwardly every time his friend addressed him like that. But it wouldn't do to talk like friends in front of the guards. Then he became indignant at what his friend had said.
"And what is that suppose to mean?" He asked, glaring at Herdare. His friend smirked.
"Don't look so surprised, my lord. You have been labeled as being odd. Although no one would admit it, I will. You tend to run along your own path, far from the others. It drives your father insane, every time you go wandering off into the woods by yourself, just so you don't have to be introduced to another maiden in hopes of courtship." Herdare stopped talking as Legolas put his best death glare on. He simply smiled, merriment shining from his eyes. Legolas continued to glare at his friend until they both burst out laughing. The guards turned around to glance at them, miffed at the Prince's behavior. They opened their mouths to say something, when a great light appeared above them.
The guards moved to protect Legolas from whatever the light may be. The Prince scowled as his horse was pushed lightly away towards the trees. "I can take care of myself, thank you very much." Herdare bit back a smile at the angered Prince's mutterings. The Prince did have a point, though. Had his friend not been a part of the Fellowship that saved Middle-Earth? The guards notched and raised their bows.
Seconds later, a horse materialized out of the light, right next to Herdare's. Ceres only snorted, not feeling at all in danger. Then, the light formed a tunnel, and a figure fell from it, landing none too gently on the grass. It was a female figure, of that Legolas was sure. But she wore the most horrid and odd clothing. The light began to fade, and the girl jumped to her feet, shouting at the light. "Arneania! What's going on?! Where are the others?! You owe me that much! Please?" A heavenly voice chimed from the fading light, "Child, do not be alarmed. You are needed here, as are the others. Celia is in Hobbiton, and Bonnie is waiting for both of you in Rivendale. Your things are in the rooms that are to be yours there. Lord Elrond is aware of your presence. The talisman around your neck will show you through your world in times of need. Welcome to Middle- Earth."
"Hey! What about my weapons?!" As the last of the light faded, a bundle fell on top of the maiden. Legolas was off his horse in a second, and at her side, much to the protest of the guards and his friend. The girl was rubbing her head where the bundle had hit her, still kneeling after being hurt.
"My lady, are you all right?" The girl looked at him with wide eyes. Her eyes reminded him of the forest he loved so much. They were a vivid brown with swirls of green. And her rich hair was the color of bark after a rain shower. She was a mortal, that much was clear. But something about her, and her arrival told him not to judge her so. "Um, yeah. Sorry if I startled you guys. Arneania tends to do that."
"Oh?" Her pants were made of a strange material, and were dark blue in color. She wore boots that has laces. Her shirts were hard to even explain. Herdare rose an eyebrow at her in question. His guards came to stand on either side of him, trying to look menacing. The maiden reached down for the bundle. The guards pointed their arrows at her.
"O-kay. You don't know what I am talking about, do you?" Legolas shook his head, and glared at the guards. They pointed the weapons at the ground, but were still ready for action. Looking some what relieved, the girl finished reaching down, and began to pull out weapons from the bag.
"Okay. I know this will sound unbelievable, but please bear with me okay? And try to keep an open mind." Legolas nodded his head. "After what we just saw, fair maiden, it will be hard not believe you." Herdare smiled roguishly at her blush. She was pretty, even though her clothing would suggest her to be of lowly status. The guards tensed as she pulled out swords, daggers, little sharp pieces of wood, and some other things.
"I come from another world. Where I am from, there are demons, vampires, and all sorts of monsters that the general public doesn't know about. I am a Slayer, and so are my friends. We slay these creatures. They usually feed on humans and stuff, so it's our job to protect them. A Slayer is a girl who is called to come forth. We're warriors. In the past, there has only been one. But some how, there are now four. Devon is still behind in our world to look after things. Arneania has sent us to other worlds before to help the people there. She's a spirit of some kind. I guess you could call her an angel of sorts." During the time she had been talking, she had put her weapons away in her boots, on the horse, or at her waist. As she talked of the evil creatures, the elves perked up. Legolas helped her up on her horse. "You know how to ride a horse?" he asked.
"Well, I've only done it once or twice. But I'll survive. Thank you." He got onto his own horse, Arod, and they started towards Rivendale.
"We have recently come across evil creatures. It is the reason we now ride to Rivendale. I hope you and your friends will be able to help us, my lady." She smiled at him, and suddenly she jumped. Legolas and Herdare looked at her in concern. "What is it, fair maiden?" Her eyes were wide again, and her mouth parted slightly. "Your elves." She whispered. "Yes, I know we are. We also have hobbits, mortals, dwarves, orc's, Urak-Hai's, and many other races here on Middle-Earth. Though the last few I mentioned aren't as fair." She looked at them all very hard. "I am sorry, but I seem to remember this place from somewhere. What are your names?"
"I am Legolas of Mirkwood."
"I am Herdare, Legolas's aid. And those two up ahead are Sim'nol and Arni'or. We're all from Mirkwood. Legolas is the Prince of the elven city." Legolas glared at his friend, obviously not wanting her to know about him. But she didn't seem to hear about the part of him being Prince. She had gone pale, but there was a grand smile about her face. Now she was fairly jumping in her saddle. "Woo-WHO! I'm in a book! I get to meet the former Fellowship! Boy, am I glad I read the Lord of the Rings." All the elves looked at her sharply.
"Woman, what do you know of the one ring?"
"My name is Ellen, thank you very much. And the adventure to destroy the one ring was written in my world, by a very good author. Where I come from, this world is a story, and nothing more. This is SO cool! I've always wanted to meet an elf. I wouldn't mind meeting a hobbit either."
"Well, this is interesting. So you know of Legolas's journey? Hmm. Well, I'm sure you'll get your other wish, lady Ellen. We are on our way to a council, where you will be most helpful, and you'll be able to see the many races first hand." Ellen gave a squeal of delight, and went on talking about something called a com-rah, and drawings. Legolas smiled at the girl, and Herdare didn't miss it. He smiled too. Only Legolas would find this strange girl appealing.