The various dignitaries milled around, waiting for Lord Elrond to start the
council. The elves and dwarves were eyeing each other warily, the men were
brooding, eyeing everyone warily, and Gandalf and Frodo were talking
quietly, the Wizard giving words of encouragement to the nervous hobbit.
Suddenly, there was an earth shattering shriek. The elves clasped their hands to their poor abused ears, and the men and dwarves reached for their weapons. Everyone, however, looked up to see a dark shape growing ever closer, its four limbs flailing wildly.
With a loud FLUMP, the thing hit the ground in the middle of the mingling council guests (narrowly missing landing on Gloin).
Miraculously, the girl - for they all now saw it was a girl - was unharmed. Her long platinum-silver-gold hair was still immaculately pinned in place, tucked just behind her delicately pointed ears, her faded pink skirt was still hovering just above the knee with not a single crease, and her baby pink blouse still hugged her slim body tightly, showing off her perfect curves.
Looking around at the assembled males with wide platinum-silver-gold eyes, she opened her perfectly sculpted lips to speak and -
Fell to the ground flat on her face, an arrow protruding from her back.
Everyone back traced the arrow's previous flight path, to find a heavily armed elf maiden lowering her bow with a grim look of distaste on her face.
Lord Elrond broke the resounding silence. "Ah, well. I shall take that as my cue to begin. If everyone would please take a seat, we will begin this council by introducing ourselves."
There was a short moment of bustle in which the dwarves and elves tried to get seats away from each other, but when that was over, the elf Lord continued.
"We have many distinguished guests here with us this morning; Lord Boromir of Gondor, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, Lord Gloin of the Lonely Mountain, and, possibly most notably, Lady Vethedwath - the Mary Sue killer."
Suddenly, there was an earth shattering shriek. The elves clasped their hands to their poor abused ears, and the men and dwarves reached for their weapons. Everyone, however, looked up to see a dark shape growing ever closer, its four limbs flailing wildly.
With a loud FLUMP, the thing hit the ground in the middle of the mingling council guests (narrowly missing landing on Gloin).
Miraculously, the girl - for they all now saw it was a girl - was unharmed. Her long platinum-silver-gold hair was still immaculately pinned in place, tucked just behind her delicately pointed ears, her faded pink skirt was still hovering just above the knee with not a single crease, and her baby pink blouse still hugged her slim body tightly, showing off her perfect curves.
Looking around at the assembled males with wide platinum-silver-gold eyes, she opened her perfectly sculpted lips to speak and -
Fell to the ground flat on her face, an arrow protruding from her back.
Everyone back traced the arrow's previous flight path, to find a heavily armed elf maiden lowering her bow with a grim look of distaste on her face.
Lord Elrond broke the resounding silence. "Ah, well. I shall take that as my cue to begin. If everyone would please take a seat, we will begin this council by introducing ourselves."
There was a short moment of bustle in which the dwarves and elves tried to get seats away from each other, but when that was over, the elf Lord continued.
"We have many distinguished guests here with us this morning; Lord Boromir of Gondor, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, Lord Gloin of the Lonely Mountain, and, possibly most notably, Lady Vethedwath - the Mary Sue killer."