Vila woke us all this morning with the news that Lira has gone missing! Elena and I began a search, and soon we found her footprints, leading away into the woods. About a quarter of a mile of, they became jumbled, as if a slight scuffle had gone on there. I noticed that the grass was all flattened, as if someone had lain there, and then more tracks led away. The alarming thing was, is that these tracks were none other than the unidentifiable ones we had uncovered a few miles back, near Samdo's pot. Along with the tracks, were marks, as if something - or someone - had been dragged along. My guess is that Lira walked off, was knocked unconcious by, whatever it is, and then dragged off.
Why, is the question we are all asking. Elena and I examined the unfamiliar tracks closly, and we now believe them to be those of a dwarf. Elanor and Samdo wondered why a dwarf would kidnap Lira, are not dwarves friendly? I had to remind them, that not all dwarves are friendly, especially to elves. Though Gimli overcame is great dislike of us, not all have.
Why her though? And why now? Perhaps, the dwarf was walking towards our camp, to steal some more soup (we set out another bowl) heard Lira and was afraid she would discover him, and so he took her. I am very worried for her fate; I beg the Valar may watch over her.
Oh, where are Elladan and Elrohir?
Friday, May 30, 2008
Lira..... Missing?
Oh dear, it appears that this isn't as trivial a journey as we had thought! This morning when I went to wake up my sister, she was gone and her place was empty. I cannot think what would have happened to her, for I heard nothing all night long. I already miss her laughter and antics......
Vilasvealqua~15.5 miles
Vilasvealqua~15.5 miles
What a beautiful night it is! The stars glimmer in the distant, nearly black sky, not concealed by even a hint of a cloud. It is silent except for the rustling noises of night animals, the sighing of the wind blowing gently through the trees, rustling their leaves quietly. And, of course, the distant snoring of Samdo, which was the reason why I slipped away from our camp in the middle of the night. I can still hear him, so I think I will go a little farther, so I can enjoy the cool night air without being disturbed by a noisy hobbit! (No offence to you, Samdo.)
It is quieter here. I am not quite sure how far away I am from our camp now, I was not paying attention to the distance. Not too far, I think. I hope Vila will not come searching for me, but I can hear something moving in the trees nearby, and I think it is probably her.
But wait — Vila does not smell like that!
It is quieter here. I am not quite sure how far away I am from our camp now, I was not paying attention to the distance. Not too far, I think. I hope Vila will not come searching for me, but I can hear something moving in the trees nearby, and I think it is probably her.
But wait — Vila does not smell like that!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Along the river...
Well, we were fortunate enough today to come across Master Samdo's cooking pot. No sign of the stew, except for a dried carrot still sticking on the bottom. The indignant hobbit immediatly went to work scrubbing it. Meanwhile the rest of us scoured the surrounding area for any sign of the thief. About a stone's throw from the pot, Lady Rosriel and I found some more of those strange footprints. Definetely not from our party. There is a bit of a foul order to it, though I'm not certain that it is evil. Just unwashed.
Which, of course, eliminates Elladan and Elrohir from having any part in the theft. They are not the cleanlinest of elves (as Legolas is), but still, they are Elves. One would never find that particular odor near them...
The rest of us, of course, are sparkling clean after our water fight in the river the other day. The weather turned a bit cold this morning, so we were unable to repeat it, although I have overheard Vila and Lira making plans to throw me in again during the next warm spell!
Elanor meanwhile has delighted us all by uncovering a small valley of spring violets. She has begun twining them into wreaths for us all, though I doubt that she will manage to get one on Samdo...
Which, of course, eliminates Elladan and Elrohir from having any part in the theft. They are not the cleanlinest of elves (as Legolas is), but still, they are Elves. One would never find that particular odor near them...
The rest of us, of course, are sparkling clean after our water fight in the river the other day. The weather turned a bit cold this morning, so we were unable to repeat it, although I have overheard Vila and Lira making plans to throw me in again during the next warm spell!
Elanor meanwhile has delighted us all by uncovering a small valley of spring violets. She has begun twining them into wreaths for us all, though I doubt that she will manage to get one on Samdo...
~Elenatintil, 8.25 miles
Monday, May 26, 2008
The Ford of Bruinen
Then the leader, who was now half across the Ford, stood up menancing in his stirrups, and raised up his hand. Frodo was stricken dumb...
The elf-horse reared and snorted.
The foremost of the black horses had almost set foot upon the shore.
At that moment, there came a roaring and a rushing: a noise of loud waters rolling many stones. Dimly Frodo saw the river below him rise, and down along its course there came a plumed cavalry of waves. White flames seemed to Frodo to flicker on their crests and he half fancied that he saw amid the water white riders upon thier horses with frothing manes. The three Riders that were still in the midst of the Ford were overwhelmed: they disappeared, buried suddenly under angry foam. Those that were behind drew back in dismay....
The black horses were filled with madness, and leaping forward in terror they bore their riders into the rushing flood....
Then Frodo felt himself falling, and the roaring and confusion seemed to rise and engulf him together with his enemiers. He heard and saw no more.
As we sit near the banks of the ford, I recall the passages from the Red Book of Westmarch, describing what happened here when Frodo reached it, pursued by the fearsome Nazgul. How thankful I am that we do not have them riding hard after us! We do have something following us, but what I do not know. Sometimes, I would rather have a Nazgul behind me and know what it was, then an unkown creature. I rest easier knowing that Elladan and Elrohir are not far behind as well. But what if they should become too far behind?
Such thoughts, though, are depressing on such a lovely May afternoon! There are birds singing gaily in the trees, and I have seen many small animals running happily about. It is so peaceful and refreshing to sit here beside the banks of the river, and listen to it murmering gently by. It is very gentle today, compared to when Frodo and his companions passed by!
Samdo and Elanor have started a splashing game in the shallows. Vila and Lira have joined them. The water looks so cool and inviting... I believe I shall go join them!
Namarie!
~ Lady Rosriel*, 8 miles
There are worse things then sounds in the dark...
Such as a missing pot of stew! Would you imagine, someone , or something, as gone and run off with that pot of stew I made last night. I finished it late so we'd have something warm to eat this morning (they have been a bit chilly) left it over a low fire to cook all night, and I wake up before the crack of dawn and it's gone! I woke up Miss Vila, who had been on watch, but appearently fallen asleep, and she said when she was awake, she hadn't heard or seen anything. Which was why she fell asleep.
Miss Elena chose this morning to tell us that a few days back she'd seen some queer sorts of footprints, and I'm thinking that they were the ones that stole the soup. We checked our packs, and nothin' else was gone, so least they just must have been hungery. It gives me a turn though, because if they were hungery and friendly, why didn't they show themselves? And if they weren't friendly.... why are we all still alive? Miss Elanor though thinks it might have been Elladan and Elrohir, who took the soup, but shouldn't they have brought their own?
This is a mighty queer turn of events and that's no mistake!
We're now at the Ford of Bruinen, where Frodo made his stand against the Ringwraiths. It also is the edge of Rivendell.
---Master Samdo, 8 miles
Miss Elena chose this morning to tell us that a few days back she'd seen some queer sorts of footprints, and I'm thinking that they were the ones that stole the soup. We checked our packs, and nothin' else was gone, so least they just must have been hungery. It gives me a turn though, because if they were hungery and friendly, why didn't they show themselves? And if they weren't friendly.... why are we all still alive? Miss Elanor though thinks it might have been Elladan and Elrohir, who took the soup, but shouldn't they have brought their own?
This is a mighty queer turn of events and that's no mistake!
We're now at the Ford of Bruinen, where Frodo made his stand against the Ringwraiths. It also is the edge of Rivendell.
---Master Samdo, 8 miles
Friday, May 23, 2008
Noise in the Night
Ah, do not be so quick to wish for danger, Lira! As a matter of fact, it may be closer than we think.
A bit uneasy by Elladan and Elrohir's decision to "shadow" us, I chose to do some scouting last night after the rest of you had fallen asleep. My hope was that I would either find them and hear from their own lips why they are here, or else discover what danger might have fled to these deserted and unpatrolled lands.
My first hope remained elusive. The Elven twins have spent too many years in the company of the Dunedain to be discovered by a still-learning ranger (as I am). However, I did discover fresh tracks to the east of our camp that belong to neither elf nor man. (Nor, for that matter, to hobbits). It was too dark and too risky for me to follow the tracks alone. We shall merely have to post a nightly watch and be on our guard.
Now I shall go and partake of the tantalizing breakfast Elanor and Samdo have made. When they stop arguing over who has the original Sam Gamgee recipe, they do manage to collaborate on the most delicious dishes.
A bit uneasy by Elladan and Elrohir's decision to "shadow" us, I chose to do some scouting last night after the rest of you had fallen asleep. My hope was that I would either find them and hear from their own lips why they are here, or else discover what danger might have fled to these deserted and unpatrolled lands.
My first hope remained elusive. The Elven twins have spent too many years in the company of the Dunedain to be discovered by a still-learning ranger (as I am). However, I did discover fresh tracks to the east of our camp that belong to neither elf nor man. (Nor, for that matter, to hobbits). It was too dark and too risky for me to follow the tracks alone. We shall merely have to post a nightly watch and be on our guard.
Now I shall go and partake of the tantalizing breakfast Elanor and Samdo have made. When they stop arguing over who has the original Sam Gamgee recipe, they do manage to collaborate on the most delicious dishes.
~Elenatintil, 3.6 miles
Introducing Lirasvelindo
Vandë omentaina! (Well met!)
My sister has already introduced us, so I need not, except to add a few details she forgot. I am the younger; I was born a decade after my sister. We are both maids to Queen Arwen, and it was she who told us of the Fellowship being formed who planned to follow the paths of the original Nine. She had heard of it from her brothers, Elorohir and Elladan, and she encouraged us to go on it together. Because of the distance from Minas Tirith, you had already set off when we reached Rivendell. And so, though we have been following your trail for a few days, we have only caught up with you now, on the third day out of Rivendell. Our journey, as of yet, has been quite uneventful, almost enough to make one wish for a few orcs!
Namárië!
~ Lirasvelindo (she sings like a bird)
11 miles
My sister has already introduced us, so I need not, except to add a few details she forgot. I am the younger; I was born a decade after my sister. We are both maids to Queen Arwen, and it was she who told us of the Fellowship being formed who planned to follow the paths of the original Nine. She had heard of it from her brothers, Elorohir and Elladan, and she encouraged us to go on it together. Because of the distance from Minas Tirith, you had already set off when we reached Rivendell. And so, though we have been following your trail for a few days, we have only caught up with you now, on the third day out of Rivendell. Our journey, as of yet, has been quite uneventful, almost enough to make one wish for a few orcs!
Namárië!
~ Lirasvelindo (she sings like a bird)
11 miles
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Introducing Vilasvealqua
Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo!
My sister and I are Sindar Elves from Ithilien, where we have dwelt ever since Legolas brought some of his kin, us included, from Mirkwood. I was born only a few score years before the War of the Ring, so I am still considered young in the eyes of my family. We have met Legolas and Gimli the Dwarf quite a few times; as they are often in Ithilien. We saw Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Gandalf only once, at the wedding of King Elessar and Queen Evenstar, but we met Pippin a few times when he came back to visit the king. My sister will no doubt relate to you how we came to know of this Fellowship. I look forward to walking on the trail of the original Fellowship with you!
Namárië!
My sister and I are Sindar Elves from Ithilien, where we have dwelt ever since Legolas brought some of his kin, us included, from Mirkwood. I was born only a few score years before the War of the Ring, so I am still considered young in the eyes of my family. We have met Legolas and Gimli the Dwarf quite a few times; as they are often in Ithilien. We saw Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Gandalf only once, at the wedding of King Elessar and Queen Evenstar, but we met Pippin a few times when he came back to visit the king. My sister will no doubt relate to you how we came to know of this Fellowship. I look forward to walking on the trail of the original Fellowship with you!
Namárië!
~Vilasvealqua (she flies like a swan) - 3.5 miles
Out into the wild....
That dear Samdo! It is really quite funny to watch him 'tripping' along. I am afraid we all laughed at him quite a bit; Elena laughed the most, I am afraid, and now I have heard murmured threats about her falling down a well! I agree with Elanor, that must be the reason Elladan and Elrohir are trailing us. They don't trust our safety to a hobbit.
Poor Samdo was really very embarrassed, I am afraid. I am ashamed now for laughing at him so much. Elanor did not think it at all funny. The dear even offered to hem up his cloak for him! I do think Samdo really likes her. They would make a good match, but as I do not know either of their feelings, I shall say no more for the present.
The meal Samdo made the other night was excellent! He is quite a cook. Alas for him, he has not won me over to beer. Mushrooms though, are not as bad, though they do take getting used to. He and Elanor both were quite horrified to find I had never eaten a mushroom before!
Another day of walking!
~ Rosriel* 3 miles
Poor Samdo was really very embarrassed, I am afraid. I am ashamed now for laughing at him so much. Elanor did not think it at all funny. The dear even offered to hem up his cloak for him! I do think Samdo really likes her. They would make a good match, but as I do not know either of their feelings, I shall say no more for the present.
The meal Samdo made the other night was excellent! He is quite a cook. Alas for him, he has not won me over to beer. Mushrooms though, are not as bad, though they do take getting used to. He and Elanor both were quite horrified to find I had never eaten a mushroom before!
Another day of walking!
~ Rosriel* 3 miles
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