"Do you know this trouble maker?" the dwarf asked.
Legolas moved his head to my shoulder,
"Do I know you?" he asked,
I stomped hard on his foot, he let go off me and I glared at him,
"I wish I didn't know you" I snapped
He rolled his eyes. Then he walked up to the dwarf,
"Gimli! You haven't grown an inch, and nor has your beard" Legolas beamed down at the so called Gimli.
"Aragorn! You look terrible" Legolas said, they both laughed, "Good times" Aaragorn said cheerfully.
Me on the other hand was getting bored,
"So why are you here?" I asked impatiently.
"I thought you told her" Gimli said in a loud whisper
"Quenya, welcome to the The Rangers of Rohan" Aaragorn said
All three of them beamed at me expectantly. I laughed and smiled, looking from one to the other, to the next,
"I'm in"
"I am not from a race that your knowledge knows of." Everyone shared confused glances. "It couldn't be." Balin spoke, slightly standing up.
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You, Tegwen, joined this quest out of gratitude, instead you found yourself and maybe even more.
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