Sorry about the delay, but I needed a break. :) Thanks to everyone who reviewed!
MornieGalad: Thanks! I'm pretty much all better from writers block now. sees readers put away pointy things
sehellys: well, well, well you know I could have a certain ranger and blonde elf go bash bang boom and then blast them into oblivion,...but for the sake of our other readers they will stay in one piece...for now :) (LOL!)
invisigoth3: and "more, more, more" you shall have:)
So, where were we in this lovely little tale? Ah yes! I remember...
Elladan and Legolas ran to where Elrohir was standing and were taken back at what they saw...
Lying there was a wounded body of a woman. This was certainly not what the elves were expecting. Women, especially around in the villages surrounding Rivendell, never fought. They were keepers of the house and loving mothers and wives. Never engaging combat. Ever.
"What do you see dimwits?" called Estel mocking them.
"We should make sure she doesn't have any severe wounds." stated Elladan ignoring Estel.
"Wait!" commanded Legolas as Elrohir started to move her. "We don't know if she has any broken bones."
"Milady. Please wake. We need to know where it hurts." said Elladan.
The woman groaned softly and tried to sit up. She fell back when her pain quickly commanded otherwise.
"Milady, where does it hurt?"
"Here." She whispered, just barely saying anything. She had put her hand over her leg. "Poison" With that she lost conciseness.
Instantly Elrohir ran over to the herb supply, bringing everything he thought might help. Elladan, meanwhile, was examining the deep slash in her lower calf.
"Boil these, then press them against the wound." Legolas swiftly thanked Eru that they all had such a knowledge of medicine.
"What's happening?" Estel asked walking over to where everyone was.
"I don't know. We just...found her."
"Odd. She certainly has some things to answer for." responded Estel.
"We should get her back to Ada. I don't understand this poison, it's... unusual that the orcs put such thought into their tactics for poisons." stated Elladan.
"I don't recognize these symptoms. You're right, we should head back." concluded Estel.
Trying not to move her too much, the elves set her atop Elladan's horse. Elladan reasoned that he could manage keeping the woman, himself, and the horse balanced. The others highly doubted this.
Elrond was busily dealing with the up-keeping of Imladris.
"Sir, your sons and some others approach." a servant informed.
"I should have known they would return early." Elrond mumbled as he gathered his medical supplies. He then ran out to where the elves and human were dismounting.
"Who?" Elrond began questioning who was hurt this time.
"Her." Legolas responded quickly as he helped slide her off of Elladan's horse.
After bringing her in the medical room, Elrond examined the cut and tried to identify the poison. Though all his years of study in the medical field nothing he had known quite matched the woman's symptoms. Elrond then concluded that the orcs had mixed poisons in order to have a more powerful effect.
"I'll need more information from her on how the poison was injected." said the elven master. "Meanwhile we can try to keep her cool, and wait until she regains conciseness."
"We don't even know her name." mumbled Legolas.
"All we can do is wait." stated Elrond.
Well that's that!
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