Middle Earth discussion

The greatest city of the fair city of Gondor and the seat of the acting stewards.

Entering the city, Ty had headed deep into the vaults, the guards saluting the Lionheart of Men. When ty reached the bottom, he ran across a black door, which he then opened with the passlock in the letter. Within it a black mist exited the door, revealing a gigantic sword the size of a building. He touched it, and it shrank down in size, fitting his hand. A black mist engulfed him, and he could see two of the great eyes. One of them spoke. "WHY DO YOU WIELD ME SOJOURNER?" He gave a horrified look as he could see a see through image of his heart exit his body. "I'm here to balance this world." The eye squinted, and began ablazing his mind. "THOSE WHO CREATED ME ARE THOSE WHO MADE THIS WORLD. IF YOU WISH TO RESTORE IT, THEN I SHALL HELP YOU, AS IT IS HELPING MY CREATORS." A blinding light exited the room, with ty being blinded for a short moment. He smiled, and strapped on the sheath of the sword, exiting the room, and heading for Mordor, once again. He was far better in skill after training with the elves of Mirkwood with swordsplay. Only one thing left his mind. He was off to find Drax, and he was a much better fighter and more experienced in magic than Ragnar ever was. He would find the truth.

He left for mordor, with the sword of Saurons master strapped to his belt.

Returning to the Great city, Ty exited to the main chambers of where the steward of the kingdom sat. He kneeled before him, and sighed. "Forgive me my lord, but Ragnar has passed away upon the streets of Bre." The steward looked at him. "And the body?" Ty looked up, and grimaced. He hated this one, he was selfish, and disgusting. "I gave him a funeral fit for a king." The steward chuckled, and picked up a blade sitting next to the throne. He placed it gently on Ty's shoulder, and lifted it up to the next. "I suppose you have proven your worth, but Ragnar assigned you for a Dukes' Status. Ty looked up and gave a small Gasp. "Duke of what, my lord?" He smiled, and Knighted him. "I dub thee Lionheart, Duke of Helms Deep." Ty gave a horrified look. "What about this city, and its people?" The Steward grinned, oh, it will be fine. Ty nodded and left, heading to his horse and exiting the chambers. As he left, he could hear the steward whispering. That fool of a silvertongue will be so up tight with his new high life that he will not want to return. It suits him, he is a good kid, but terrible company." Ty left with a sorrowful look upon his face.

MAdelaine and Elaine rode in. Although, MAdelaine rode faster than Elaine. They had to tell Aragourn the news.

Elaine rode through trying to forget about what she had almost told Legolas. She rode up to the white tree and dismounted.

Madelaine had already dismounted, and was waiting for Elaine. "Hi, I'm Madelaine," she shook her hand. "I'm sorry for how I was before... Its a long story. Anyways, what's up with you and Legolas? You seem scared to talk to him. He's a really nice guy, actually," she said as they walked.

Elaine looked down. "Its nothing, just foolsh thoughts." She began to blush immensly and felt tears, she blinked them away. "Nothing that he would be interested in."

Madelaine saw her tears. "Oh god... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. I was planning on breaking up with him anyways," she said, shrugging, and looking down.

Elaine looked at her. "Why would you breakup with him?"

"Oh, no reason. Its just I'm from there, he's from here. It would never work out. And considering all the bad things I've done, he deserves a different girl. A girl like you," she said, looking her in the eyes.

Elaine looked at her. "But if you love him, you should stay with him."

"No. It will and would never work out between us. And either way, I found my way home," she said holding up her dog's collar. The gem twinkled in the sunlight.

"Me and Legolas were wondering about that? What is it?"

She sighed, and put it back in her pocket. "Its the Arkenstone," she whispered. "You cannot tell anyone, do you understand me? It took me a great deal to find this.. and her." she whispered.

Elaine's eyes widened but nodded. "You have my word."

Elaine bowed slightly in awe. "How did this happen?" She asked with a smile.

"Its a long story. Now, I need you to find Aragourn tell him the news, and meet us back in Rivendell. It will be fixed most likely by then," she said, with a wink.

Elaine nodded and turned entering the hall to find Aragorn.

Briar and Madelaine rode away.

A dove flew in, dropped a letter on Aragorns lap and the flew away. The letter read:

"Dear Aragorn,"

When it started Aragorn you could see the marking of where she erased F from where the A started.

"I need your help. Come toMordor immeadiatly. I've been here for months, ever since I helped Anne escape and Drax captured me. Please help me as soon as possible. I'm dying to get out. I can't stand it here much longer or else I might have my tongue cut out. Hurry, or else I'll be dead like all the other servants.

Sincerely,
Madelaine."

Where it said "Sincerly Madelaine", she had erased, "Love, Branwen."

he looked at the letter horrified, not able to think. what he will do.....?? he looked at the letter and there were some erasing marks and other words were written there but he doesn't have time to dwell on those things, he needs to be there in mordor.
he took a horse and galloped towards the mordor. he will have difficulty in entering it.

((Meet you in the Slave Quarters?))

((Yh sure.....who else is there ??))

((Woodsong, will be there.))

Branwen slowly awoke, two days later. She groaned, and looked up at someone.

Legolas smiled, relieved she was alive. She had no injuries, that had been qualified.

((Only the person who puts the ring on can take it off, guys. -_-))

((hmm yea. i didnt know that but i found the episode in the dungeon sped by in like five posts))

((Darn it, Madelaine!))

Branwen smiled at him weakly. "How'd the lecture go?" Branwen asked, still tired.

Woodsong stayed silent in the corner of the room he'd had been to say the least distant sense they got back form mordor.

Branwen looked over at Woodsong. She smiled. "Woodsong..." She said before coughing very loudly.

Woodsong simply looked at her in recognition and sighed closing his eyes.

"Woodsong," Legolas asked softly, "What bothers you?"

Woodsong still refused to speak but looked at him with harsh eyes.

Legolas looked away with a sigh and murmured something in elvish.

Woodsong smiled a bit before leaving in a huff but looking at Legolas the entire time.

Legolas shot him a small glance and said, "What?"

"Nothing at all." Woodsong said irritated.

Branwen just watched silently. She touched the scar where the arrow had pierced her when she was 13, and a shiver was sent up her spine.

"Really," Legolas replied, but it was only a faint murmur.

"Yes really." He said turning around and glaring at him.

Legolas' eyes widened. Woodsong had a very keen sense of hearing. He sighed and looked away from his friend, not in the mood of an argument.

Branwen put her hand on Legolas'. "He's probably just in a mood." She said softly.

"Goodbye then." He said walking away.

"I didn't say you had to leave!" Branwen called out to him. She sighed and shook her head. "I mess up everything, don't I?"

"Woodsong!" Legolas called, exasperated, "come back! Please!"

Branwen sighed laying back and reaching for her journal. She opened it up looking at each of her drawings. She looked through the ones that she had drawn when she was 13, and Legolas had taken her out on a hunting trip. She stopped on the drawing of Legolas, quickly flipping the page to the one of her killing herself. She threw the book across the room, trying to forget about it.

((Btw I'm not making this stuff up. It's actually from the fanfic.))

"Why?" Woodsong asked coming back in.