Ride of Rarous

by Natulcien

Legolas gathers riders and warriors from across the wold to attack one of the first of the Dark Lords orcs who have an encampment by the River Anduin. It sounds boring but worth a try and a review

1. Chapter 1

Authors note: This is just beginning paragraph set the scene etc. Please Read and review and with any luck enjoy!

He rode silently over the East Emnet, his white horse barely skimming the floor as the morning birds began their song, mist crept along the ground but soon enough Emyn Muil crept into view, Legolas veered to the right and continued to gallop toward Rarous.

It was evening as he picked his way though the rocks until he came to a valley, wisps of cooking fire smoke arose of the city and the rushing sound of the river Anduin. His horse tripped downward and rode toward the raised highland as he got the top he saw the long lake of Nen Hithoel and falling like a golden haze. The falls of Rarous, a glorious sun set behind the Argonath, pink clouds gathered on the horizon and Legolas moved toward a large courtyard and stable, blue eyed and brown haired children played and hid behind the fountains and streams regardless of the elf as he passed though white stone doors carved with the Ulumuri, the great shell horns of Ulmo, Valar of water.