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My brother chased me around the courtyard. "Aria, get back here" Aragon yelled. Oh, I forgot to mention that I am Lord Elrond's best warrior. My father was King of the elves in Greenwood. My race was killed by the orcs. I'm the last of my kind. I am a Greenwood Elf. I have bright green eyes. Long brown hair and fair skin. (Me below). 

Any ways, I ran to Lord Elrond, King of Rivendell. He trained me to be a warrior when I got a marking for women warriors.

However, due to my natural skills, I surpassed the trainer's expectations and was sent to a warrior who used to be the greatest fighter in all of Middle Earth. He trained me and I came back to Rivendell a different fighter. I always were my armor and my outfit (Above) since they are my only type of clothing. Even though Aragon is human, he is like my brother and I his sister. Back to the chase, my brother was using my sword, so I took his. REVENGE! "Aria, you better get back here" Aragon yelled chasing me. "You first have to catch me" I yelled back. As I rounded a corners I almost ran into an elf, but I used the wall as an advantage and flipped over him. Aragon however wasn't so lucky. I slowed down and turned around to see Aragon helping up an elf. "Sorry Legolas." Aragon said. "It's alright Aragon, Mellon" The elf said standing up. Aragon glared at me and I shrugged. "I have to finish something. I'll see you around" Aragon said running after me. I ran away knowing that I could last longer if I go faster if needed. As I rounded another corner, Gandalf used a spell to make the ground slippery. I slid and fell. "AAGH! I yelped in pain. Aragon rounded the corner and was more careful. "I win this time. Hand it over sis" Aragon said with his hand out. I handed him his sword and he held out his other hand. I took it and he pulled me up. "Seriously Gandalf? That hurt." I grumbled. "Next time, don't run on wet floor" Gandalf laughed. I chuckled.

Aragon and I walked back to the training grounds and he gave me back my sword. He also moved my hair to the side to see my mark. "Seriously? This would be the at least the 25th time you have done this." I said. "I just want to see it again. It's nothing that any elf can have" Aragon said poking my mark. "Well I'm not a Rivendell or Mirkwood elf. You know this. I'm a Greenwood elf." I said. Aragon nodded and pulled my hair back over the mark. "Legolas! How are you?" Aragon said in elven. I tilted my head in confusion since I'm still unsure of how Aragon knows this elf. "I'm well. How are you. Did you finish your task?" the elf asked. "Yes I did" Aragon said looking at me. I rolled me eyes and grabbed my white blade. I examined the design and chucked it. It went flying passed Aragon and his friend's heads and into the center of the target splitting the arrows in the middle. I shrugged. Legolas looked at me in shock since I was at least 1400 meters away. I shrugged again and walked over to retrieve it. "Show off" Aragon said shoving me playfully. "You wish" I shoved him back. "Whose that?" Legolas asked. "My sister. Aria. Good luck trying to win her heart. It's blocked off. I managed to become part of it after six years of earning her trust" Aragon said. "It's not blocked off. I struggle to trust. I trust you, Gandalf, and the Hobbits and one dwarf." I yelled to Aragon. "See" Aragon said pointing to me. Arwen came running up to Aragon. "Lord Elrond requests your presence" Arwen said in elven. I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck where my mark was.