DISCLAIMER: Like I have said in every other chapter, I do not own it! I do own the "Sixth Istari", some of Éowyn's thoughts etc. (flammable orcs!) and anything else you don't recognize (unless I specify it's from somewhere)
A/N: I do know that Éowyn's mother died of grief not what I have; I just changed it for the purposes of my storyline. Also as the Sixth Istari, Éowyn's different than all the other Istari (ex. She's not an old man!) Sorry if that caused confusion. Also this chapter will have one short entry and one long one, okay?
March 3, Year 3019 Helm's Deep
We are preparing for battle against the Uruk-hai of Isenguard (translated, as it was by Legolas for me, "super orcs" created by Saruman, which are very nasty and hard to kill). I must stop and be ready to fight.
March 4, Year 3019 On the Road to Isenguard
We won the battle! (Well obviously, as I'm still writing) Now we are going to confront Saruman and the rest of his army (if there is any). We are actually riding at the moment. Windfola is very good at not bumping me around, so I a
m (well so much for writing straight) Anyways...
The battle was indescribable. There was so much suffering of men and elves. A ... bunch...of elves (is that the proper term? I'll have to ask Legolas) arrived from Lorien before the battle began. I suppose orcs suffered too, but I don't care about them. I hate them bitterly, more bitterly than most. They cost Éomer and me, both of our parents at the same time. Helm's Deep brought back the memories. It is where I spent the first seven years of my life except for occasional visits to Edoras. It was Helm's Deep where my parents died.
I was given the training and education of a boy. None of that stupid embroidery stuff for me. I am the definition of a tomboy (although at times I don't look it). Éomer and I were taught sword fighting together, just the two of us and Father, and if Father was away, Mother would teach us.
Father had gone somewhere with Uncle Théoden that day when the orcs came to the Deep. The gates were open because Father and Uncle were expected back soon. The orcs rushed in before the gates could be shut and they overran the whole castle. We were practicing our sword fighting with Mother in her bedchamber and she heard the orcs, so she shoved Éomer and me in her wardrobe, little wooden swords and all. Then she stood with her sword facing the door, ready for the orcs. She didn't realize I was on Éomer's shoulders watching through the little slits high up in the wardrobe door. The orcs came in and ... killed her, but Éomer and I didn't know she was dead, so we came out of the wardrobe, thinking it was just a game (I hadn't seen the orcs). The orcs just knocked us out, thinking it was enough to kill small children, no doubt.
I remember when I woke up Éomer wasn't conscious yet, so I was there, screaming at him and Mother, "WAKE UP! WE'VE STOPPED PLAYING! WAKE UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Uncle Théoden came in and picked me up. I asked him why they wouldn't wake up and he was about to say something when Éomer did wake up. Uncle Théoden picked him up too. Then he told us our parents were dead, killed by orcs. I have hated orcs since that day.
Of course, this place now has more memories, some better than others. We were standing up on the wall, ready to fight. Gimli, Legolas, me, and Aragorn (sigh) were all standing in the front row (my over-protective uncle didn't know I was there). Gimli was trying to see over the top of the parapet by jumping, and then he asked, "What's going on? I can't see." Legolas replied, "Shall I describe it for you or get you a box?" I started to laugh but stopped when Gimli glared daggers at me (not literally!!)
A few moments later, I was looking out at the assembling enemy and had a (strange) sudden thought, "I wonder if orcs are flammable." I didn't realize I had said it out loud until Aragorn and Legolas started laughing at me. Then they stopped laughing because the orcs started to attack.
I shot flames out of my hands so many times that my hands were burned and had to be bandaged so I could hold my sword. The orcs blew up a section of the wall and were able to get inside. We never would have won the battle if Gandalf hadn't arrived with Éomer and his men. That was the turning point of the battle.
Legolas, Gimli, and I had a contest to see who could kill the most of the enemy. Gimli had 42 and Legolas had 41. I had more but Gimli said that each "bolty thing of fire" (his exact words) only counted as one, so I had 41 as well (according to him). That is about all there is to tell of the battle.
We are stopping to spend the night soon. Tomorrow we shall reach Isenguard. Gandalf says we'll be there around noon (wonder if Saruman will give us lunch?)
Aragorn is engaged!!!!! Doesn't that suck? (Gondorian phrase) She is Arwen, daughter of Elrond and the Evenstar of her people. She is the elf princess of Rivendell. I am nothing compared to her. Her beauty has been compared to that of Luthien (extremely beautiful elf lady from long, long, long, long, long (okay I think you get the point) ago) and she is giving up her immortality for him. She gave him the Evenstar, a very beautiful and precious necklace. She can also fight. I got most of that information from Legolas today as we were riding, although I did see the necklace. I have nothing against her though. How could I when she has such good taste? Oh I have to go now!
Oh! I just remembered something else! Today Gandalf told Uncle that he, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and two other of their companions (he didn't say names, except that we haven't met them yet) will be riding to Gondor with much haste as soon as we are ready to leave Isenguard instead of going to Dunharrow and the Muster of Rohan. I asked to go with them and Uncle said he would think about it!!!!! YEAH!!!!(Usually when he says he'll think about it means YES)
A/N#2: I am extremely sorry that this has taken so long. The next chapter should be quicker (hopefully)
TTFN Lady F-P of the Rings
A/N: I do know that Éowyn's mother died of grief not what I have; I just changed it for the purposes of my storyline. Also as the Sixth Istari, Éowyn's different than all the other Istari (ex. She's not an old man!) Sorry if that caused confusion. Also this chapter will have one short entry and one long one, okay?
March 3, Year 3019 Helm's Deep
We are preparing for battle against the Uruk-hai of Isenguard (translated, as it was by Legolas for me, "super orcs" created by Saruman, which are very nasty and hard to kill). I must stop and be ready to fight.
March 4, Year 3019 On the Road to Isenguard
We won the battle! (Well obviously, as I'm still writing) Now we are going to confront Saruman and the rest of his army (if there is any). We are actually riding at the moment. Windfola is very good at not bumping me around, so I a
m (well so much for writing straight) Anyways...
The battle was indescribable. There was so much suffering of men and elves. A ... bunch...of elves (is that the proper term? I'll have to ask Legolas) arrived from Lorien before the battle began. I suppose orcs suffered too, but I don't care about them. I hate them bitterly, more bitterly than most. They cost Éomer and me, both of our parents at the same time. Helm's Deep brought back the memories. It is where I spent the first seven years of my life except for occasional visits to Edoras. It was Helm's Deep where my parents died.
I was given the training and education of a boy. None of that stupid embroidery stuff for me. I am the definition of a tomboy (although at times I don't look it). Éomer and I were taught sword fighting together, just the two of us and Father, and if Father was away, Mother would teach us.
Father had gone somewhere with Uncle Théoden that day when the orcs came to the Deep. The gates were open because Father and Uncle were expected back soon. The orcs rushed in before the gates could be shut and they overran the whole castle. We were practicing our sword fighting with Mother in her bedchamber and she heard the orcs, so she shoved Éomer and me in her wardrobe, little wooden swords and all. Then she stood with her sword facing the door, ready for the orcs. She didn't realize I was on Éomer's shoulders watching through the little slits high up in the wardrobe door. The orcs came in and ... killed her, but Éomer and I didn't know she was dead, so we came out of the wardrobe, thinking it was just a game (I hadn't seen the orcs). The orcs just knocked us out, thinking it was enough to kill small children, no doubt.
I remember when I woke up Éomer wasn't conscious yet, so I was there, screaming at him and Mother, "WAKE UP! WE'VE STOPPED PLAYING! WAKE UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Uncle Théoden came in and picked me up. I asked him why they wouldn't wake up and he was about to say something when Éomer did wake up. Uncle Théoden picked him up too. Then he told us our parents were dead, killed by orcs. I have hated orcs since that day.
Of course, this place now has more memories, some better than others. We were standing up on the wall, ready to fight. Gimli, Legolas, me, and Aragorn (sigh) were all standing in the front row (my over-protective uncle didn't know I was there). Gimli was trying to see over the top of the parapet by jumping, and then he asked, "What's going on? I can't see." Legolas replied, "Shall I describe it for you or get you a box?" I started to laugh but stopped when Gimli glared daggers at me (not literally!!)
A few moments later, I was looking out at the assembling enemy and had a (strange) sudden thought, "I wonder if orcs are flammable." I didn't realize I had said it out loud until Aragorn and Legolas started laughing at me. Then they stopped laughing because the orcs started to attack.
I shot flames out of my hands so many times that my hands were burned and had to be bandaged so I could hold my sword. The orcs blew up a section of the wall and were able to get inside. We never would have won the battle if Gandalf hadn't arrived with Éomer and his men. That was the turning point of the battle.
Legolas, Gimli, and I had a contest to see who could kill the most of the enemy. Gimli had 42 and Legolas had 41. I had more but Gimli said that each "bolty thing of fire" (his exact words) only counted as one, so I had 41 as well (according to him). That is about all there is to tell of the battle.
We are stopping to spend the night soon. Tomorrow we shall reach Isenguard. Gandalf says we'll be there around noon (wonder if Saruman will give us lunch?)
Aragorn is engaged!!!!! Doesn't that suck? (Gondorian phrase) She is Arwen, daughter of Elrond and the Evenstar of her people. She is the elf princess of Rivendell. I am nothing compared to her. Her beauty has been compared to that of Luthien (extremely beautiful elf lady from long, long, long, long, long (okay I think you get the point) ago) and she is giving up her immortality for him. She gave him the Evenstar, a very beautiful and precious necklace. She can also fight. I got most of that information from Legolas today as we were riding, although I did see the necklace. I have nothing against her though. How could I when she has such good taste? Oh I have to go now!
Oh! I just remembered something else! Today Gandalf told Uncle that he, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and two other of their companions (he didn't say names, except that we haven't met them yet) will be riding to Gondor with much haste as soon as we are ready to leave Isenguard instead of going to Dunharrow and the Muster of Rohan. I asked to go with them and Uncle said he would think about it!!!!! YEAH!!!!(Usually when he says he'll think about it means YES)
A/N#2: I am extremely sorry that this has taken so long. The next chapter should be quicker (hopefully)
TTFN Lady F-P of the Rings