Thread: A meeting in Rivendell
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" good news the grayhavens soldiers have sent out ten of the royal gaurd to assist us in the rescue of my sister they will be waiting for us in the rohan city entrince!" he anounced
"i am still called to the north but i saw you as i was returning home and i have something for you." after saying that he took the spear that was fastened to his back.
"milord! this spear is for you." arath said handing a beautyfull spear to corgon. its shaft was made from a white metal that shun white when light was upon it. its tip was wraught from the finest silver and was long and sharp.
"it has no name milord. i hope you will make use of it."arath said bowing. then he turned to finwe.
"to you i have brought this." arath said handing fionwe a dagger.
"it is from a older time when the edain were strong. it is made in westernesse. i hope that you will keep it safe and that it will protect you." arath said bowing.
then he turned to one that he had not seen before but from a distance.
"i know not your name." arath said
"i see that you have a bow and arrows. here you shall make use of these" arath said handing the newcomer his bow and quiver.
"may you never miss." he said
then arath turned to thorin.
"to you i bring two things." arath said and handed thorin a ring which bore the emblem of his house and a beautifull axe which he had picked up in moria. the axe had been made anew and it was sharp.
"this axe may help you on your way. it has a virtue of returning whereever one might tred." araht said.
"the ring which bears the emblem of my house has also a virtue. call to me whereever in thy need or whatever peril and i will come to thy aid!" saying that he look about him.
"ah! you i know by deed." arath said bowing to etharion.
"if i would have known that you was traveling whit this company i sure would have brought you too a fair gift! but now i offer you my alligienge and friendship." arath said bowing.
then he turned to rafael.
"to you lord rafael i have brought this." arath said handing rafael a small bag.
"it contais the recepy of waybread though not so high or virtous as the lady of the wood makes but in many ways alike it." arath said.
then he look to the sky.
"farewell my friends may our paths cross again!" he said and leaped in the air and was gone.
i shall name you zet'kin "my kin" for my fallen brother in his name i will weald you." then straping the spea to his horse he remounted her.
"Beyond that ridge, I can see a dark wall of clouds. A storm will be upon us in an hour's time I fear. We had better make haste."
Fionwë followed behind the others, riding at a fast pace. He searched around in thought for a good place to take shelter, but could find none that would be safe in such a storm. "Were we near to Carahdras, I should say it were him, but he is too far away to do this," he said through the wind.