Chapter Two - Explanations

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Gina looks to the direction of a far pile of upturned dirt and stones the Orc slaying tree had pointed to. "Who sat there?" She questions herself and walks towards it only to be disturbed something.

She is guided back to her company by a deep voice that belonged to the stout dwarf. She approaches the trio and looks at them as they gather by a large, flat boulder their backs to her. "The White wizard approaches" The Elf explains.

"Do not let him speak, he will put a spell on us" the man, whom Gina had classed as a Ranger commands. Quietly they all arm themselves and Gina leans on a tree in amusement. "We must be quick" At some unknown signal all three turn around aim their weapons at Gina who raises her hands and takes a step back.  However, the attention of the three adventurer's is drawn to a white light from which a man approaches. Both of the thrown weapons are destroyed and Aragorn is forced to drop his sword as it glows. Gina grins as they look on in terror.

"You are tracking the footsteps of two young Hobbits" The White Wizard states.

"Where are they?" The Ranger demands shielding his eyes.

"They passed this way the day before yesterday, they met someone they did not expect, does that comfort you?"

The Ranger takes a step forward "Who are you?" He demands again, looking to Gina with a scowl "Both of you" he looks back to the White Wizard "Show yourself" The light around the Wizard fades and left on the rock is a familiar face.  "It cannot be" the Ranger exclaims in awe.

"Look who I found" Gina call to the stunned males, she holds her hands out and waves them around like some sort of glorified jazz hands. The Elf kneels before the Wizard and the Dwarf. whom Gina, now she had had a proper look at him, decided looked like Glion, a Dwarf who she had met ages ago. Bowed his head. The elderly Wizard smirks gently at the Ranger before him.

The Ranger looks confused. "You fell" He sounds broken and Gina guessed that he mourned for the Wizard.

"Through fire, and water from the lowest dungeon to the highest peak I fought him the Balgaroth of Morgoth. Until at last I threw down my enemy and smote his ruins upon the mountain side. Darkness took me and I strayed out of thought and time. Stars wheeled overhead and every day was as long as a life age of the earth. But it was not the end, I felt life in me again. I've been sent back until my task is done"

"Gandalf" The Ranger breaths stepping forward again.

"Gandalf?" He questions looking at Gina who nods "Yes, that was what they used to call me. Gandalf the Grey, that was my name" Gandalf smiles happily.

"Gandalf" The Dwarf acknowledges.

"I am Gandalf the White and I come back to you now" Gina looks away uninterested, she knew the whole, 'wait just a moment I'm actually alive' speech way to well.

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They walk through the forest behind Gandalf as he talks, Gina hops from rock to rock as she mocks Gandalf with her hands. When he finishes talking Gina takes it upon herself to keep conversation going. "So, I'm Gina. Ah- I come – Hail from New Zealand, more specifically Twizel" She slips of a rock and with practiced movement her other leg steps down and rebalances herself on a quick dart. "I like doing good deeds, but Florence, who had good intentions accidently cursed me, now I'm a lonely old woman who looks thirty and is a bit of a Hobo." She looks to the four men and raises an eyebrow "What about you?"

The dwarf looks up to her "I am Gimli, son of Glion. I hail from Erebor" Gina's eyes widen and she walks into a tree. Quickly she rights herself and falls in step with Gimli.

"No way, your Glion's son? Last time I saw you, you were naught but a wee bain" She jumps happily "Nailed it" she happily hi fives an outstretched branch. "I'm getting better at this worlds lingo" She whispers to herself. "So, what about you, Elf. You've gotta be from Green Wood" she bounds up next to him and twirls a lock of his hair around her finger "What, with that hair"

The Elf huffs, taking his hair from the girl beside him and nods "I am Legolas Thranduilion"

Gina looks shocked again "Well, what are the chances, how's the spiders going? I told Thrandy that you needed to take out their nest, but did he listen? Nooo, because its outside his borders. No offence to your father or anything, he is a brilliant king, just a bit stubborn." Legolas watches Gina out of the corner of his eye Quickly her attention goes to the Ranger. "But you, I got nothing on you Ranger. But I like you, can't explain it but you seem like a good person. I would follow you if you were a king"

Legolas hides a smile and Gimli chuckles heartily. "I am Aragon, son of Arathorn" Gina narrows her eyes.

"Arathorn, Arathorn, Arat- Well snap" she pauses "Why are you out here then? You should be in your kingdom kissing babies and what not, not out here on a quest. Wait, no I get it. Don't worry man, you'd make a good king. And I don't know you" She skips up to Gandalf who has exited the forest and is now standing still. Gina looks up to him excitedly as he lets out a long whistle.

"That is one of the Meras, unless my eyes are cheated by some spell" Legolas tells Aragorn, the grey horse gallops over to Gandalf.

"Shadowfax is the Lord of all horses" the men all bow to him "And has been my friend through many dangers" The horse turns his head to Gina and blinks.

"Don't give me that look, you bucked me off last time" She grumbles while curtsying to the magnificent beast, Shadowfax whinny's and tosses his head in her direction "Yeah, yeah Snowball, I hear ya" Shadowfax moves forward and lowers his head into her outstretched palm. She grins and scratches his chin. "I may just have something for you" She whispers and searches through her pockets before withdrawing a handful of sugar cubes. She holds out one on her palm and he takes it gently before moving closer to Gina and giving her a whiskery snuffle on her cheek. Gina giggles and pushes him away gently. "Still not riding you Bud" Shadowfax drops his head and Gina turns her back on the Lord.

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