(A/N Larwen is now going to be referred to as Legolas)
Chapter 3
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mondor." Elrond said; he used the same tone that Legolas's father used when he was dead serious about something, "Middle earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo."
Legolas watched as a small being stood and placed a ring on a pedestal in the centre of the circle of men, elves and Dwarfs. Her heart went out to the poor Hobbit, who shook nervously as everyone turned their attention to him. She swore right there and then that she would help the little one in whatever why she could.
One of the men were the first to speak up. "So it's true. It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!"
"You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Another man said. He was tall with shoulder length brown hair and a weather worn look.
"And would a ranger know of this matter?" the first asked
One of Elrond's twin sons stood, "This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
"Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?"
"An heir to the throne of Gondor." The other twin said.
"Havo dad, Elladan, Elrohir." Aragorn said nodding his thanks to the twins.
"Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." The other man said dismissively.
"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it." Gandalf said
"You have only one choice. The ring must be destroyed." Elrond informed the council.
"What are we waiting for??" one of the Dwarves said as he stood axe raised and brought it down on the ring with perfect aim. But the axe shattered and Legolas had to dodged a piece as it flow past his face.
"The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Glóin by any craft that we here posses. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey casem from whence it came. One of you must do this."
No one said a word for a moment. Then the steward of Gondor's son spoke up again.
"One does not simply walk in to Mordor. It's black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air that you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly."
"Have you heard nothing that Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed!" Legolas said, speaking up with her usual confidence that many thought unbecoming of a woman but perfectly acceptable for a male.
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it!" Gimli said accusingly to her.
"And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Boromir asked.
"I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an elf!" Gimli shouted.
Everyone stood up and started arguing. Legolas joined in the argument but was mainly to hold back some of the elves that were looking ready to kill the dwarf who had insulted one of their kind, though she doubted that they would be if they knew that she was a woman.
"I will take it! I will take it!"
Everyone stopped and turned to where the small voice was coming from.
It was Frodo. "I will take the ring to Mordor... Though ... I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear." Gandalf said to the hobbit putting a hand on his shoulder.
"By my life or death, if I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Aragorn said
"And you have my bow." Legolas said straight away wanting to do anything she could to help the small creature.
"And my axe!" Gimli said.
"You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done." Legolas barely suppressed a groan at this, she really didn't like the stuck up mortal.
"Ha! Mr Frodo's not going anywhere without me." Another Hobbit yelled. Popping out from behind some nearby bushes.
"No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council, and you are not." Legolas almost giggled but quickly remembered that she was a man now and men didn't giggle.
"Oi! We're coming too! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us." Two more Hobbit's jumped out from behind some pillons.
"Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission... quest...thing." one of then stated
"Well that rules you out, Pip." The other said, Pip nodded till he actually worked out what had been said.
"Nine companions. So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond said
"Great. Where are we going?" Pip asked innocently.
Legolas just hoped he could do some good before they worked out what she really was, a SHE.
Translations
Havo dad – sit down
Chapter 3
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mondor." Elrond said; he used the same tone that Legolas's father used when he was dead serious about something, "Middle earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo."
Legolas watched as a small being stood and placed a ring on a pedestal in the centre of the circle of men, elves and Dwarfs. Her heart went out to the poor Hobbit, who shook nervously as everyone turned their attention to him. She swore right there and then that she would help the little one in whatever why she could.
One of the men were the first to speak up. "So it's true. It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay by the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him!"
"You cannot wield it! None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master." Another man said. He was tall with shoulder length brown hair and a weather worn look.
"And would a ranger know of this matter?" the first asked
One of Elrond's twin sons stood, "This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
"Aragorn? This is Isildur's heir?"
"An heir to the throne of Gondor." The other twin said.
"Havo dad, Elladan, Elrohir." Aragorn said nodding his thanks to the twins.
"Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king." The other man said dismissively.
"Aragorn is right. We cannot use it." Gandalf said
"You have only one choice. The ring must be destroyed." Elrond informed the council.
"What are we waiting for??" one of the Dwarves said as he stood axe raised and brought it down on the ring with perfect aim. But the axe shattered and Legolas had to dodged a piece as it flow past his face.
"The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Glóin by any craft that we here posses. The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey casem from whence it came. One of you must do this."
No one said a word for a moment. Then the steward of Gondor's son spoke up again.
"One does not simply walk in to Mordor. It's black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep. And the great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air that you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly."
"Have you heard nothing that Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed!" Legolas said, speaking up with her usual confidence that many thought unbecoming of a woman but perfectly acceptable for a male.
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it!" Gimli said accusingly to her.
"And if we fail, what then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Boromir asked.
"I will be dead before I see the ring in the hands of an elf!" Gimli shouted.
Everyone stood up and started arguing. Legolas joined in the argument but was mainly to hold back some of the elves that were looking ready to kill the dwarf who had insulted one of their kind, though she doubted that they would be if they knew that she was a woman.
"I will take it! I will take it!"
Everyone stopped and turned to where the small voice was coming from.
It was Frodo. "I will take the ring to Mordor... Though ... I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear." Gandalf said to the hobbit putting a hand on his shoulder.
"By my life or death, if I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Aragorn said
"And you have my bow." Legolas said straight away wanting to do anything she could to help the small creature.
"And my axe!" Gimli said.
"You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done." Legolas barely suppressed a groan at this, she really didn't like the stuck up mortal.
"Ha! Mr Frodo's not going anywhere without me." Another Hobbit yelled. Popping out from behind some nearby bushes.
"No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council, and you are not." Legolas almost giggled but quickly remembered that she was a man now and men didn't giggle.
"Oi! We're coming too! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us." Two more Hobbit's jumped out from behind some pillons.
"Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission... quest...thing." one of then stated
"Well that rules you out, Pip." The other said, Pip nodded till he actually worked out what had been said.
"Nine companions. So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond said
"Great. Where are we going?" Pip asked innocently.
Legolas just hoped he could do some good before they worked out what she really was, a SHE.
Translations
Havo dad – sit down
