Second Book
The One Ring to rule them all
The one ring that would bring destruction down on everyone. Including the Stormborn family. What's left of the them anyway.
So when the company of Rivendell sets out on the journey to destroy the ring. What...
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They rode forward until they came to Edoras. Atalanta's eyes narrowed as the dark feeling fell over her body.
"Edoras and the Golden Hall of Meduseld. There dwells Théoden, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown. Saruman's hold over King Théoden is now very strong."
Gandalf spoke taking lead from Atalanta which she appreciated greatly.
"Be careful what you say here. Do not look for welcome here."
The trottted forward and Gandalf nudged the woman in the side.
"Hood up. I do not want them seeing you fully quite yet. They will know."
She nodded and drew her hood up letting if cover most of her face yet allowing just a bit of room to see.
The closer they came to the city the more Atalanta could feel it. The dark reach.
"Death has occurred here...."
The flag of the people of Rohan slowly drifting by her as she gently reached down to pick it up. The scent of magic tickling her nose. Yet it wasn't like Gandalf's. This one was dark, etched into the land.
The people just stared them down as the rode by. Atalanta felt the sadness deep from those around her.
"You find more cheer in a grave yard." Gimli spoke and Atalanta came up close to him. Her cloak brushing his arms.
"It is the power of Saruman. He is poisoning the king and in turn...the land."
The hop off the horses and White Shadow wiggled some with nerves.
"Shhhh, I know...I know."
Turning Gandalf held his hand out to Atalanta who immediately came to his side.
They walk up the steps as the doors open to lead to the King's General.
"I cannot allow you before Théoden king so armed, Gandalf Greyhame. By order of... Grima Wormtongue."
Atalanta could only narrow her eyes.
He had it in his name, worm. He's a god damn worm.
Gandalf nodded to everyone and they started handing over their weapons. The general's eyes then turn to Atalanta who narrowed her eyes but slowly undid her belt.
"You lose this sword or this dagger...and it's not the men you will be scared of."
He nodded his head holding the sword and dagger close to him. He then turned to Gandalf.
"Your staff."
"He is old man, quite old. You would be rude and dishonorable by making him part with it, would you?" Atalanta questioned the man and he huffed before shaking his head.
