All Mythical Things

When The Unshakable Shook

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'Valari words/ or Erika's mother tongue'

"Quenya/Sindarin"

"Westron/Common tongue"

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Disclaimer: LOTR and Silmarillion are properties of J.R.R. Tolkien and Tolkien Estates. None of the songs used in the story are mine too and only borrowed for entertainment purposes.

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"Excuse me, what?" I asked Glorfindel dumbfoundedly. Since the matter of incident has reached the elves I thought they are more qualified to sentence these men with a just punishment. That's how it's supposed to work where I'm from but Glorfindel just passed the torch to me as if I had the lives of these people in the palm of my hand. I could see some of the guys turn pale, one even widened his eyes in horror and surprise.

"None of the supplies have been taken yet thanks to you, however you were assaulted with the intention of seriously harming you. And thus, I will put their sentence upon your judgement. With all the audacity and greed these rotten men had shown, I would not even hold it against you if you asked for their heads." 

"Hold on, hold on. First of all, you can't just throw this on to me." I said while waving my two hands. "Also why me? I'm not asking for anybody's head or any of their limbs. Although I can't deny the fact that they have to be punished, you can't just kill someone that easily. Thou shall not kill, thus says the Lord." I saw Moustache Man sighed in relief.

Glorfindel's expression looks so much like the exasperated face my math professor does whenever he's explaining something to his students for so many times yet they still don't get it. "What they have said about the eldar, I shall let it pass. They were mere words spoken in the heat of anger. But not what has been done to you and their ill plans to take the people's supply for themselves. To be fair, bestow their punishment however you see it fit." Though he spoke in a calm manner, there was a hint of authority in his words as if I had no other choice but to do what he said.

"Wait, bruh, that's not being fair at all. I mean the process should be something like they will be taken to the custody of whoever is the one who is managing the justice system and is more qualified to pass judgement. I'm not even from this city. What if I abuse this power?" I crossed my arms upon my chest with a rough sigh while I stared down at the men on the floor. Instead of being happy because I can extract revenge on these assholes, I felt like a nanny babysitting a bunch of unruly children. 

"Yes, there is no fairness in this!" Ubel, the fatty mayor, said. He was still on his fours and trying to settle himself on a steady position. "We will not be subjected by--"

"Hey!" I barked with a half snarled mouth, cutting off what he was saying. This guy, seriously. I was just thinking about how unfair it is to give these men an unjustified punishment and here they are showing me why they are in this situation in the first place. Maybe instead of harsh punishment, I'll just give them disciplinary action. But even if I don't plan to kill them or something and their lives would be spared, I'll make sure they will not enjoy what I'll do to them.

Heh… it's not good to bully the bullies but it sure feels good.

"This guy… seriously. Y'all are lucky to land on my hand. The elves and even the angry folks who knew what you attempted to do were being kind enough not to coup de grâce impromptu your butts despite all the shit you said and done, so shut up and listen." I said loudly, trying to overpower their complaining voices. I won though, because they turned silent.

I turned to the elves, I saw Glorfindel with amusement in his face, it disappeared though as I faced them. "Is there any jail here?" I asked.

"There is one underneath the chief's house that is in good condition. If you are planning to imprison them, I could order someone to stand on guard." It was Bronwëg that answered me.