Dire Needs: Chapter Two
Thanks for all the great reviews! Even though I didn't get many... :( And i'm sorry I waited for so long. I was held up. But so you'll know, chapter three is finished and i'm halfway through chapter four. :)
Legilimalith--yes, it's an onomatopea, or whatever. :) Good for you.
Minako_Galemer-- Thanks. I hope you like this chapter.
cysne-- yes, you were right. It is an onomanononopeoae...you got it right. :p I have never been interested in learning how to spell it correctly.
Yeah, I don't know where ff.net got that slogan either. Imagination makes sense, but soul? What does that have to do with it? Torturing our favorite characters can't be done with a soul. ;)
And I got the elvish translations at a website. I forget which one, but if you want I can e-mail you with an attachment of the translations. I got 'em saved, so I can refer to them whenever I want.
Yes, I have a feeling this fic will be better than Aftermath. Now I have more experiance with writing a LOTR fic. ;) And I couldn't help but reunite the fellowship. More people will be united in this chappie. Er, at least one more person.;)
Morloth--here's another chappie. Hope you enjoy it. :)
the evil witch queen--hm, you gave me an idea. Maybe it'll be a girl villian. I wasn't gonna make it a girl, but now I might. But the rest you're gonna have to wait and see. :)
Author's Note: For those who didn't know, a score means twenty.
For all other notes: See previous chapter
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Chapter Two: Conversations and Contests
When Elrond returned to the lake, everyone was spread out on the grass. Gandalf, Gimli and Aragorn were smoking their pipes.
"So, who was it?" Merry asked eagerly.
"All in due time, Master Merry," he replied with a smile. "Gandalf, what do you make of this?"
He tossed Gandalf the pendant. Gandalf looked closely at it, turning it around in his fingers. "It's very peculiar."
"It looks dwarvish," Gimli said, gazing at it.
"Yes, it does. But the vague writing on it does not look dwarvish. I do not recognize it at all."
"Where is it from?" Frodo asked.
"I'm not sure, but the elves who brought it were from Mirkwood."
Aragorn looked at Elrond. "Mirkwood?"
"Then do you know how Legolas is faring?" Arwen asked.
"You can ask him tomorrow. He and his sister are sleeping. They've been riding for days, and they looked rather ill."
"So, the crazy elf and his sister are here? Then I can hardly wait for tomorrow," Gimli said gleefully.
"Legolas has a sister?" Merry asked.
Aragorn nodded. "Her name is Harathiel. She's a shieldmaiden, skilled with both knives and a bow. Rather skilled with healing, too..." he trailed off. "And she looks no more than fifteen."
"Gandalf, would you please accompany me to my study? I would like to find out what that pendant says. And from what Legolas told me . . . I sent a message to Galdariel, she should be here within two weeks." Gandalf went with Elrond, leaving the others worried.
"Bad things must be going on in Mirkwood, if King Thranduil sent out his children for help."
"Bilbo!" Frodo exclaimed.
Amazingly enough, Bilbo was still alive--but it would be a miracle if he could stay awake for more than five minutes while being seated. He liked taking long walks, because that way he could write songs while staying awake.
"Hello, Frodo my lad. My dear Sam, how are you?"
"I'm quite well Mister Bilbo, thank you," Sam replied.
"Good, good. And how are you two, Merry and Pippin? I hope you aren't causing mischief."
"That would be Elrohir and I, Master Baggins," Elladan replied. "Come, won't you sit with us?"
"Thank you, but no. I tend to fall asleep sitting down."
They all sat (except for Bilbo) and talked for a while, until it started getting late. Bilbo retired for the night; Aragorn suggested they do the same.
So they all went to bed. The hobbits were anxious to see Legolas again, and just as anxious to meet his sister.
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When Harathiel woke up, she felt very well rested. There were birds chirping, and the sun was just starting to rise.
"You decided to wake up early, too?" Harathiel jumped, and saw Legolas standing in the doorway.
"Good morning, Legolas," she said testily. "I suppose you want to go down to breakfast?"
Legolas grinned mischeviously.
"I knew it. Honestly Legolas, you and the twins are worse than a score of hobbits. I will join you in a bit, brother, but would you mind letting me change?" Legolas left the room and closed the door.
Harathiel changed into a dark green dress with golden leaves bordering the neckline, the edge of the dress and the edges of the sleeves. She also grabbed her light green cloak, with gold lines and designs all across it. Then she brushed her hair and did two braids behind her ears, one on each side. Then she took all of her hair (two braids included) and did one long braid. It took a while, because her hair went down to her lower back. When she was done, she went down to the dining hall.
It was still quite early in the morning, but she wasn't surprised to see Gandalf and Elrond there was well.
"Hello, Harathiel my dear. Did you have a good sleep?" Gandalf asked. He stood up and gave her a hug.
"Yes, a very good sleep," she replied, hugging back.
"It's wonderful to see you again, my dear child."
"And i'm happy to see you, Mithrandir. Still amusing people with your fireworks?"
"Yes. In fact, Lord Elrond and I were planning a party for tonight."
"Really?" Harathiel exclaimed.
"Yes. It would be a good idea. A distraction," Elrond said.
"So, I assume you and Gandalf went to bed late trying to figure out the pendant?" Legolas asked.
"Actually, they never went to bed at all." Elladan and Elrohir joined the conversation. "Our rooms are right next to the dining room and the kitchen. We heard them muttering and pacing around all night."
"Your rooms are placed next to the kitchen? How convenient," Legolas teased.
"Be quiet, Green Ears," Elrohir replied.
"Is there anything you people can do that will not have me die young?" Elrond asked.
"Ada, you're an elf," Elladan said, confused. [Father]
"And that's precisely my problem, now isn't it? Why don't you four go to the archery range or something."
"Yes, lets," Harathiel agreed. "I want to prove once /i that a female elf from Mirkwood can beat a bunch of pidgeons from Rivendell."
"Pidgeons?" The twins exclaimed simultaneously. "We can beat you, Harathiel."
"That's what you said at the archery tournament four thousand years ago. May I remind you I beat you both. Not to mention it was my first time with a bow. And I was wearing a dress that was practically made of nothing but lace and three layers of frills," she said. "God, how I hated that dress. Fourtunately I burned it," she added, more to herself.
Legolas, Elrond and Gandalf were silently laughing. The twins faces were five shades of red. "Well, that was then. This is now. We've gotten way better," Elladan finally managed to say.
"So have I," Harathiel replied.
"We'll meet you both at the archery range in one hour," Elrohir said.
TBC
Thanks for all the great reviews! Even though I didn't get many... :( And i'm sorry I waited for so long. I was held up. But so you'll know, chapter three is finished and i'm halfway through chapter four. :)
Legilimalith--yes, it's an onomatopea, or whatever. :) Good for you.
Minako_Galemer-- Thanks. I hope you like this chapter.
cysne-- yes, you were right. It is an onomanononopeoae...you got it right. :p I have never been interested in learning how to spell it correctly.
Yeah, I don't know where ff.net got that slogan either. Imagination makes sense, but soul? What does that have to do with it? Torturing our favorite characters can't be done with a soul. ;)
And I got the elvish translations at a website. I forget which one, but if you want I can e-mail you with an attachment of the translations. I got 'em saved, so I can refer to them whenever I want.
Yes, I have a feeling this fic will be better than Aftermath. Now I have more experiance with writing a LOTR fic. ;) And I couldn't help but reunite the fellowship. More people will be united in this chappie. Er, at least one more person.;)
Morloth--here's another chappie. Hope you enjoy it. :)
the evil witch queen--hm, you gave me an idea. Maybe it'll be a girl villian. I wasn't gonna make it a girl, but now I might. But the rest you're gonna have to wait and see. :)
Author's Note: For those who didn't know, a score means twenty.
For all other notes: See previous chapter
***************
Chapter Two: Conversations and Contests
When Elrond returned to the lake, everyone was spread out on the grass. Gandalf, Gimli and Aragorn were smoking their pipes.
"So, who was it?" Merry asked eagerly.
"All in due time, Master Merry," he replied with a smile. "Gandalf, what do you make of this?"
He tossed Gandalf the pendant. Gandalf looked closely at it, turning it around in his fingers. "It's very peculiar."
"It looks dwarvish," Gimli said, gazing at it.
"Yes, it does. But the vague writing on it does not look dwarvish. I do not recognize it at all."
"Where is it from?" Frodo asked.
"I'm not sure, but the elves who brought it were from Mirkwood."
Aragorn looked at Elrond. "Mirkwood?"
"Then do you know how Legolas is faring?" Arwen asked.
"You can ask him tomorrow. He and his sister are sleeping. They've been riding for days, and they looked rather ill."
"So, the crazy elf and his sister are here? Then I can hardly wait for tomorrow," Gimli said gleefully.
"Legolas has a sister?" Merry asked.
Aragorn nodded. "Her name is Harathiel. She's a shieldmaiden, skilled with both knives and a bow. Rather skilled with healing, too..." he trailed off. "And she looks no more than fifteen."
"Gandalf, would you please accompany me to my study? I would like to find out what that pendant says. And from what Legolas told me . . . I sent a message to Galdariel, she should be here within two weeks." Gandalf went with Elrond, leaving the others worried.
"Bad things must be going on in Mirkwood, if King Thranduil sent out his children for help."
"Bilbo!" Frodo exclaimed.
Amazingly enough, Bilbo was still alive--but it would be a miracle if he could stay awake for more than five minutes while being seated. He liked taking long walks, because that way he could write songs while staying awake.
"Hello, Frodo my lad. My dear Sam, how are you?"
"I'm quite well Mister Bilbo, thank you," Sam replied.
"Good, good. And how are you two, Merry and Pippin? I hope you aren't causing mischief."
"That would be Elrohir and I, Master Baggins," Elladan replied. "Come, won't you sit with us?"
"Thank you, but no. I tend to fall asleep sitting down."
They all sat (except for Bilbo) and talked for a while, until it started getting late. Bilbo retired for the night; Aragorn suggested they do the same.
So they all went to bed. The hobbits were anxious to see Legolas again, and just as anxious to meet his sister.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Harathiel woke up, she felt very well rested. There were birds chirping, and the sun was just starting to rise.
"You decided to wake up early, too?" Harathiel jumped, and saw Legolas standing in the doorway.
"Good morning, Legolas," she said testily. "I suppose you want to go down to breakfast?"
Legolas grinned mischeviously.
"I knew it. Honestly Legolas, you and the twins are worse than a score of hobbits. I will join you in a bit, brother, but would you mind letting me change?" Legolas left the room and closed the door.
Harathiel changed into a dark green dress with golden leaves bordering the neckline, the edge of the dress and the edges of the sleeves. She also grabbed her light green cloak, with gold lines and designs all across it. Then she brushed her hair and did two braids behind her ears, one on each side. Then she took all of her hair (two braids included) and did one long braid. It took a while, because her hair went down to her lower back. When she was done, she went down to the dining hall.
It was still quite early in the morning, but she wasn't surprised to see Gandalf and Elrond there was well.
"Hello, Harathiel my dear. Did you have a good sleep?" Gandalf asked. He stood up and gave her a hug.
"Yes, a very good sleep," she replied, hugging back.
"It's wonderful to see you again, my dear child."
"And i'm happy to see you, Mithrandir. Still amusing people with your fireworks?"
"Yes. In fact, Lord Elrond and I were planning a party for tonight."
"Really?" Harathiel exclaimed.
"Yes. It would be a good idea. A distraction," Elrond said.
"So, I assume you and Gandalf went to bed late trying to figure out the pendant?" Legolas asked.
"Actually, they never went to bed at all." Elladan and Elrohir joined the conversation. "Our rooms are right next to the dining room and the kitchen. We heard them muttering and pacing around all night."
"Your rooms are placed next to the kitchen? How convenient," Legolas teased.
"Be quiet, Green Ears," Elrohir replied.
"Is there anything you people can do that will not have me die young?" Elrond asked.
"Ada, you're an elf," Elladan said, confused. [Father]
"And that's precisely my problem, now isn't it? Why don't you four go to the archery range or something."
"Yes, lets," Harathiel agreed. "I want to prove once /i that a female elf from Mirkwood can beat a bunch of pidgeons from Rivendell."
"Pidgeons?" The twins exclaimed simultaneously. "We can beat you, Harathiel."
"That's what you said at the archery tournament four thousand years ago. May I remind you I beat you both. Not to mention it was my first time with a bow. And I was wearing a dress that was practically made of nothing but lace and three layers of frills," she said. "God, how I hated that dress. Fourtunately I burned it," she added, more to herself.
Legolas, Elrond and Gandalf were silently laughing. The twins faces were five shades of red. "Well, that was then. This is now. We've gotten way better," Elladan finally managed to say.
"So have I," Harathiel replied.
"We'll meet you both at the archery range in one hour," Elrohir said.
TBC