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Child of the 7th Age · 06-18-2002, 11:23 PM

All the dragons and Elven kin were gathered on the deck, listening to the instructions of Tuor as to what they should do in the upcoming battle.

Suddenly, Tuor turned to see his Elven Lady standing in the bow of the ship. He went over to her, bent down, and placed a kiss on her golden locks. She reached up to him and whispered words in his ear. He looked puzzled and shook his head, first no and then a tentative yes.

"Are you sure?"......."Not in the least," she replied. "But until I am proven wrong, we must err on the side of caution."

Tuor went back to the group, cleared his throat, and said: "Our plans are thus. In pitched battle, we may have no choice. But should choice come our way, aim first at the two Blue Wizards and the hideous warped creatures they command. This creature Mithadan....leave him till the end. He is special, and I alone claim the right to deal with the traitor."

Child raised her eyes and glared. "I am no soldier or lord, but I like not these orders. For this one has betrayed those who followed him with great trust. Of all on the ship, I like him the least and I would prefer to place my dagger in his back!"

Tuor looked straight into her eyes using the voice of command. "What you say may be true, but these are my orders. Attack the others first, and make sure to ask the winged worms to do the same. I hold you to this as a matter of honor."

Child mumbled and hung her head, but grudgingly consented.

Tuor again turned to Child: "Go join Frodo and Samwise over by the small emergency craft as we may need to use this to ferry you all to the other vessel. And, little Lady, either you have gained several pounds, or you carry something under your skirts!"

Child shrugged, "Nothing important, two daggers, a polished bronze mirror, a few flints, a small household torch, and a whistle which I use to call Angara. For you have promised that, of all the dragons, she will be used to keep an eye on Frodo, Sam, and myself."

Tuor turned away and laughed, "It is a good thing that hobbits tend towards the bulky side for you have enough merchandise to begin work as a peddler!"

[ June 19, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]

06-18-2002, 11:23 PM	#358
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	All the dragons and Elven kin were gathered on the deck, listening to the instructions of Tuor as to what they should do in the upcoming battle. Suddenly, Tuor turned to see his Elven Lady standing in the bow of the ship. He went over to her, bent down, and placed a kiss on her golden locks. She reached up to him and whispered words in his ear. He looked puzzled and shook his head, first no and then a tentative yes. "Are you sure?"......."Not in the least," she replied. "But until I am proven wrong, we must err on the side of caution." Tuor went back to the group, cleared his throat, and said: "Our plans are thus. In pitched battle, we may have no choice. But should choice come our way, aim first at the two Blue Wizards and the hideous warped creatures they command. This creature Mithadan....leave him till the end. He is special, and I alone claim the right to deal with the traitor." Child raised her eyes and glared. "I am no soldier or lord, but I like not these orders. For this one has betrayed those who followed him with great trust. Of all on the ship, I like him the least and I would prefer to place my dagger in his back!" Tuor looked straight into her eyes using the voice of command. "What you say may be true, but these are my orders. Attack the others first, and make sure to ask the winged worms to do the same. I hold you to this as a matter of honor." Child mumbled and hung her head, but grudgingly consented. Tuor again turned to Child: "Go join Frodo and Samwise over by the small emergency craft as we may need to use this to ferry you all to the other vessel. And, little Lady, either you have gained several pounds, or you carry something under your skirts!" Child shrugged, "Nothing important, two daggers, a polished bronze mirror, a few flints, a small household torch, and a whistle which I use to call Angara. For you have promised that, of all the dragons, she will be used to keep an eye on Frodo, Sam, and myself." Tuor turned away and laughed, "It is a good thing that hobbits tend towards the bulky side for you have enough merchandise to begin work as a peddler!" [ June 19, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.