Post by Nesta on Sept 16, 2004 11:29:59 GMT -5
A hunting trips goes wrong as broken arms and over enthusiastic scouts put the mission in jepody.
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Elrond watched as his sons, accompanied by Legolas, rode out of the gate and into the woods beyond.
‘Why?’ he thought. ‘Why did I let them go? Something always happens!’
Slowly he turned and walked back into the Last Homely House, hoping that this time, things would be different.
Estel could never keep up with the elves once they got into the trees. Try as he might, he was always left behind.
Elladan had noticed this and so he was now purposefully keeping behind to make sure Estel didn’t get separated from the rest of the group.
Legolas and Elrohir had gone ahead to scout and see how far away the orcs were. Last night they had received word that a band of about 20 orcs was heading towards Imladris and the Twins had immediately volunteered to go.
At first Elrond had been reluctant to let them go, but since it seemed everyone else was out on patrol or on leave, in the end he had consented. Legolas and Estel, as soon as they got wind of this, decided that they too would be going and before Elrond could argue, all 4 had been ready to leave.
Elladan was now listening out for his brothers horn to signal they had found the orcs, Estel was far to busy trying to keep his balance to listen for any horn. This particular tree was being exceptionally unhelpful and seemed intent on throwing him off balance.
It wasn’t that the tree had anything against Estel, it was just that these trees could sense if someone was nervous, in the same way as a horse could, and at the moment, Estel was extremely nervous.
It all happened in an instant. One moment Estel was standing on one perfectly stable branch and holding onto another just as strong, the next both branches and the boy had left the tree and were now rushing down to meet the floor.
Estel decided that he didn’t want to meet the floor and the moment and would have preferred if it went away and bothered someone else.
The floor, however, had other ideas and carried on rushing up to meet Estel and the falling branches.
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Elladan was listening so intently for his brothers signal that he was completely oblivious to the fact that he had passed Estel completely and that at that moment, his younger brother was falling out of his tree and rushing to meet the floor.
He stop being oblivious to these facts when he heard the *Thud* *Crack* *‘Ouch!’* which signalled that Estel had meeting the floor, despite his wishes to do otherwise.
Quickly he turned and headed back towards these sounds.
When he reached the tree from which, a few moments ago Estel had fallen, he looked down and saw his brother lying on the floor with one branch just above his head and the other covering his right arm.
‘ESTEL!’ he called.
To his dismay, there was no reply.
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Far ahead, Legolas and Elrohir had no idea what was happening behind them, nor that the youngest member of their party was currently lying, unconscious on the forest floor, with who knows what injures.
All they cared about was finding the orcs before the other and this had turned into a competition.
Currently, Legolas was a little ahead of Elrohir, who was trying his best to catch the elven prince.
‘Legolas!’ he called. ‘Slow down!’
But Legolas just laughed and put on an extra burst of speed and ran out of sight through the trees.
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A little way ahead, a group of orcs was taking position along the edges of a clearing, waiting for the first piece of ‘meat’ that came along.
Legolas, of course, never noticed this in his attempt to stay ahead of Elrohir and it was only as he entered the clearing did he realise there was something wrong.
Another presence that he hadn’t noticed before was near and he mentally kicked himself for not noticing.
A few seconds later, Elrohir joined him and, noticing the look on his friend’s face, froze.
‘Something’s out there’ whispered Legolas.
‘What?’
Legolas closed his eyes and listened. To his left he heard a slight rustle and restless footsteps.
‘Yrch!’
Before he or Elrohir could even draw their weapons, the orcs rushed from the bushes and surrounded them.
Elrohir knew they had little chance of getting out of this without help and so raised his horn to his lips and blew. Hoping against hope that Elladan would hear the urgency in the call.
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TBC
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Elrond watched as his sons, accompanied by Legolas, rode out of the gate and into the woods beyond.
‘Why?’ he thought. ‘Why did I let them go? Something always happens!’
Slowly he turned and walked back into the Last Homely House, hoping that this time, things would be different.
Estel could never keep up with the elves once they got into the trees. Try as he might, he was always left behind.
Elladan had noticed this and so he was now purposefully keeping behind to make sure Estel didn’t get separated from the rest of the group.
Legolas and Elrohir had gone ahead to scout and see how far away the orcs were. Last night they had received word that a band of about 20 orcs was heading towards Imladris and the Twins had immediately volunteered to go.
At first Elrond had been reluctant to let them go, but since it seemed everyone else was out on patrol or on leave, in the end he had consented. Legolas and Estel, as soon as they got wind of this, decided that they too would be going and before Elrond could argue, all 4 had been ready to leave.
Elladan was now listening out for his brothers horn to signal they had found the orcs, Estel was far to busy trying to keep his balance to listen for any horn. This particular tree was being exceptionally unhelpful and seemed intent on throwing him off balance.
It wasn’t that the tree had anything against Estel, it was just that these trees could sense if someone was nervous, in the same way as a horse could, and at the moment, Estel was extremely nervous.
It all happened in an instant. One moment Estel was standing on one perfectly stable branch and holding onto another just as strong, the next both branches and the boy had left the tree and were now rushing down to meet the floor.
Estel decided that he didn’t want to meet the floor and the moment and would have preferred if it went away and bothered someone else.
The floor, however, had other ideas and carried on rushing up to meet Estel and the falling branches.
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Elladan was listening so intently for his brothers signal that he was completely oblivious to the fact that he had passed Estel completely and that at that moment, his younger brother was falling out of his tree and rushing to meet the floor.
He stop being oblivious to these facts when he heard the *Thud* *Crack* *‘Ouch!’* which signalled that Estel had meeting the floor, despite his wishes to do otherwise.
Quickly he turned and headed back towards these sounds.
When he reached the tree from which, a few moments ago Estel had fallen, he looked down and saw his brother lying on the floor with one branch just above his head and the other covering his right arm.
‘ESTEL!’ he called.
To his dismay, there was no reply.
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Far ahead, Legolas and Elrohir had no idea what was happening behind them, nor that the youngest member of their party was currently lying, unconscious on the forest floor, with who knows what injures.
All they cared about was finding the orcs before the other and this had turned into a competition.
Currently, Legolas was a little ahead of Elrohir, who was trying his best to catch the elven prince.
‘Legolas!’ he called. ‘Slow down!’
But Legolas just laughed and put on an extra burst of speed and ran out of sight through the trees.
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A little way ahead, a group of orcs was taking position along the edges of a clearing, waiting for the first piece of ‘meat’ that came along.
Legolas, of course, never noticed this in his attempt to stay ahead of Elrohir and it was only as he entered the clearing did he realise there was something wrong.
Another presence that he hadn’t noticed before was near and he mentally kicked himself for not noticing.
A few seconds later, Elrohir joined him and, noticing the look on his friend’s face, froze.
‘Something’s out there’ whispered Legolas.
‘What?’
Legolas closed his eyes and listened. To his left he heard a slight rustle and restless footsteps.
‘Yrch!’
Before he or Elrohir could even draw their weapons, the orcs rushed from the bushes and surrounded them.
Elrohir knew they had little chance of getting out of this without help and so raised his horn to his lips and blew. Hoping against hope that Elladan would hear the urgency in the call.
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TBC