Mirkwood Besieged (🧝Legolas Fans!!!)

[Gúthwinë]

(Legolas Fans!!!)

((I've decided to make a quest.All Legolas fans listen up! Mirkwood has been sieged and made into a fortress! the only person who Knows a lot about Mirkwood who isn't captive is Legolas who left M.E ( This involves sailing) we must get to him!

Arten stumbled across the plain, he hadn't eaten for two days, and no one he had found wished to help him find Legolas. He then collasped. "Does anyone wish to help!" He yelled through his parched lips. He then got a blurry vision of another elf. "h..he." Arten the passed out.

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

Arten awoke, he found himself lying on the ground. Then he noticed an Elvess sitting beside him, dabbing his head with a moist cloth. "Hello," she said "Don't be afraid, I'm just trying to help. My name is Leawyn. What do you need help with?" She had long flowing brown hair and the deepest blue eyes. She appeared to be glowing! She carried with her two elven blades and a bow and quiver. It seemed that she was wearing the atire of a He-Elf! "I come from Mirkwood, but I had moved to Rivendell before the great forest was seiged," she spoke up again. "And who are you may I ask?"

 

[Gúthwinë]

"...Arten." He coughed, "You...You look like a He-elf!" He pulled himself to his feet. "Well I got to go. I must find Legolas. Mirkwood is under seige."

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

"You need help finding Legolas?" asked Leawyn. "I can help! Where have you looked so far?"

 

[Gúthwinë]

" Mostly all over Rhovanion."Arten shook his head. "I doubt one elf can find him alone. If we had his skill with the bow we could easily defeat the orc hordes."

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

"I can use the bow well, you could say I know Legolas. We were best friends till the disapeared! He tought me how to use the bow, but he never really finished teaching me," she told him, "but he even said I was good!"

 

[Eledhwen]

Arten looked properly at Leawyn for the first time. Yes, she was clad as a warrior, but how could he mistake her for a male? Her flawless skin was soft curved and her grey eyes looked on him with care and concern, yet he saw a strength of character in them that gave him hope. Her bow was long and tapered, light but strong; and he knew that she must also have physical strength beyond the lot of many elf maids if the bow was anything but useless. This was a bow of Lothlorien of the old days, and he wondered how she came by it.

Behind her the sun was setting. They would have to find shelter in tree or rock before nightfall. Elves love the stars and any night not spent in song beneath them is a regret, but these were not happy times and this was not a safe place, even for those gifted with elven sight; for the creatures of the night hereabouts were of an evil kind and they knew not who was their Master.

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

(I like what you said!!! But could you please leave Leawyn to me! No offence I like it though!!! LOL )

 

[Gúthwinë]

(Same...but if I don't reply for a while your welcome to take over till I come back. )

Arten looked around, he couldn't find his obsidian bow. "Oh Great, I can never keep hold on my stuff, have you seen my bow at all?" He then heard a loud shriek, "Oh boy....More enemies, well lets see your skill with weapons, he drew his sword and ran towards the shriek.


(Sorry, if I am too quick in getting to fights.)

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

Leawyn pulled out her bow and a arrow and ran after Arten.

 

[Eledhwen]

That's the trouble with RPG. No-one setting out the rules at thes start. I'm a writer and was invited to have a go at this, but I think I'll leave it all to you from now on. Bye.

 

[Elvess_Leawyn]

Leawyn pulled out her bow and a arrow and ran after Arten.

They reached the place from where the shreik came from. There where orcs, maybe a dozon or so and it was getting dark so they were are their strongest. Leawyn shot five arrows killing an orc with every one. She was right she really was an amazing archerer. She shot a few more arrows killing more orcs. Arten was killing orcs under his blade left and right. Before they knew it, it was acomplish, the orcs were dead.
"It's getting dark," said Leawyn. "She should find some kind of shelter."