Welcome back to The Search for the Dwarven Ring. Does Haron see a new light on his brothers-in-arms' deaths? Did Katlyn really win the bet? How will their meeting with the elves of Riverdell end? Have I told too many spoilers about this chapter? We will find out now?

Chapter 3: Rivendell

Katlyn got up early that day. She knew that the Haron would be desperate to get to his treasure before without the elves. As she checked on what was left of the leftover rabbit, Haron came out.

"Good, you didn't die of grief." Katlyn said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about my squadron." Haron said as he took a piece of rabbit, "I have come to the conclusion that it would be better to avenge my brothers than to die for them."

"Who will you take your revenge on? From what I have heard, there were little to know orcs or goblins that survived the Battle of Five Armies?"

Haron took a bite out of the rabbit, "Any orc or goblin that lives will be so no longer."

"Well then," Katlyn got up and started packing up camp, "Now that you have your priorities straight, we can continue towards Rivendell."

"All because you can throw a knife at a dead warg."

"You'll thank me later."

"I still can't believe that we are going to ask help from thieves." Haron complained, "That is all that they have done the Dwarves, steal and watch us die. Now we are going to them, asking for them to help us find our treasure."

"Do you Dwarves do anything but complain?" Katlyn said after hearing Haron complain for hours, "The elves can help us find whatever this treasure is, and that's assuming you tell them what you told me, and that's not much."

"I'm not telling you because I know that you will tell them and they will take what is ours."

Katlyn decided to let the dwarf ramble on until they heard horses over the hills.

"I think that's the elves." Katlyn said in relief; she can now listen to somebody reasonable.

They waited in their spot until the elves surrounded them. They were gracious on horseback and rode as if they were part of the horse. When all elves were on the spot the leader spoke "Enuva Katlyn… e dwem. Ne quse un ca Rivendell ?"

Katlyn was the first to speak, "Na cene en ca eve Elrond ac…"

"Someone speak in a normal language," Haron suddenly interrupted.

"No need to be offended Dwarf." The elf said then dismounted his horse, "Katlyn and I were just exchanging pleasantries. Though we will take you to Elrond if that would be better for you."

"I don't see the difference between one elf and the other, fine."

Once all was said, Katlyn mounted the head scout's horse. Another elf offered Haron a horse but he would not take it. They traveled down a small, easy to miss cave until they finally reached Rivendell. The city looked like it was taken straight out of a painting. The actual city was placed within a canyon. No other kingdom that exist or ever will exist could come close to designing such elegancy into their buildings. There were flowers in bloom all year round, some that even Katlyn could not recognize.

Katlyn looked out onto the opposite side of the canyon and saw some horses walking the path, they were from Gondor. "Why are the Men of Gondor here?"

"Elrond has called a meeting from all of the Free Peoples. A great burden that could stop an old Enemy has come to Rivendell. Elrond wishes everyone to decide on its fate." The head scout replied.

"When will they meet?"

"Next week. Even the Dwarves of the Iron Mountains will be coming."

Katlyn looked through the corner of her at Haron then spoke in Elven, "Hopefully those representatives are more agreeable."

It did not take long until they reach Elrond's meeting room. Though it was not much of a room as it was a balcony on the highest part of the city. They were told that Elrond would be there in a few hours after he was finished greeting the representatives from Gondor. Katlyn changed from her armor into some more comfortable robes that the elven maids brought to her. They offered Haron robes as well but he refused.

After an hour of waiting Elrond came to the balcony. "I apologize for being so late, I needed to see the Men of Gondor."

"Yes, I understand that you are calling together all of the Free Peoples to end a war before it begins." Katlyn replied politely.

"That is correct. Your leader, Aragon, appeared near our borders with four hobbits. One of them was mortally injured by a Nazgul. He still has not awoken yet. However, he holds the key to our success. The One Ring that was made by Sauron in Mordor."

"Wait…Wait," Haron finally spoke after hours of silence, "You mean to tell me the most powerful object in all of Middle Earth and could possible attract the orcs here in a heartbeat is in this canyon."

"That would be accurate," Elrond said then walked to a nearby bookshelf, "Though you did not come for the council. You came on your own initiative."

"Yes, Elrond. This dwarf has been sent by his king to fetch something of high importance. Aragon sent me with him here to consult you about it. Though he has not told me what it was."

She glanced at Haron. He knew that there was no way of keeping it a secret any longer. "I was told to go to Mirkwood to retrieve the Ring of Power that was last held by good King Thrain II. That's all that I know."

Elrond thought about what was told then reached for a book. He flipped the pages then stopped. "You appear to be looking for the Dwarf-Ring of King Durin III." He laid the book down and showed an illustration of the Ring. While it was not fancy, it was not decorated. It was golden with an engraving of a dwarf holding a hammer over its head on each side using only straight lines. At the head of the ring was a large sapphire firmly held in place on all sides. "The last we have record of this Ring was that it was in possession of King Thrain II, like you said, but we do not have any knowledge of further whereabouts on it or Thrain."

Then why did we even come here. Haron thought. We could be in Mirkwood right now retrieving this ring. Not staring at it in a book.

"Mirkwood by itself is unpredictable by itself, let alone with the Enemy wandering the world. Is there anything we need to know about the area?" Katlyn said, trying to find a silver lining in the whole trip.

"There is a Wizard in that the woods, Radagast the Brown, he has lived there for millennia. Though a warning, he can be eccentric at best."

"At least it's not another elf." Haron mumbled while Katlyn was thanking Elrond. "Better than going in blind at least."

"I would also advice that you to bring one of our lore master's apprentice with you. He is familiar with the Black Tongue, the language that all of Sauron's forces speak. He is also talented with a number of spells. I believe that he will be of great use to you."

"Thank you, Elrond. We will take all of the help that we can get." Katlyn said while Haron was left to angrily mumbling to himself.

"Feel free to stay here and rest for a week. You will have a long journey ahead of you. We will supply you with anything that you need."

Katlyn bowed in thanks while Haron went back to seat and Elrond left the room.

"You're lucky Elrond is a gracious host. He did not but help us, but all you did was complain and mumble to yourself."

"And why are you so loyal to him? He has done nothing to you but you still bow to him." Haron yelled.

Katlyn was about to reply but was interrupted with the door opening. It was an elf, though not one that they have meet until now. His hair was laid back and with a small braid on the side of his face. The staff that he carried was simple but had small carvings on both ends of it. He walked towards the arguing group. "Katlyn, Haron. I have been told to accompany you on your quest."

"As long as you make yourself useful." Haron said as he left the room.

"Dwarves. Hard to believe that Dwarves and Elves use to be strong allies." The elf said.

"Sorry, but I didn't catch your name."

"That is because it was never said. Algeron."

"Pleased to meet you, Algeron."

"Like wise, Katlyn." He replied bowing his head. "Should we go and find your friend before he causes any trouble?"

"He should be good. Though the sooner he is away from here the better."

"Is that him?" Algeron pointed off of the balcony to a Dwarf walking along the cliff that they entered the valley.

"Yep. Let's go and get him."

There you go. A third member to our crazy party. Please leave a comment saying what you think, how I can improve, etc. See ya.