The Green Dragon Inn - Part 4

[King_Elendil]

Aldor rides up to the Inn and leaves his horse with Derufin. He dismounts and walks into the inn and orders some he also leaves his sword at the stable, so as not to frighten the Halflings present. He sits down at a bar stool and orders some ale.

Curious Halflings gather and inquire of me. I run my hands through my straggly beard and relate my story, how I served as a captain at the Fords of Isen and cut down many a fierce Uruk with my sword, Uruksbane, leading a company of stout men from the Westfold. I lead them to the fight at Helm's Deep, though many of us were cut down, some still survived to fight at the Pelennor Fields. My eyes shine as I recall the glorious blowing of the horns of Eorl and the gallant charge of King Theoden the Renowned, and thence we proceeded to the Black Gate, where I received an arrow in the leg from an orc, but still stood on feet and thrust Uruksbane into many an orc and even a beastly cave troll.

By now, my tale has reached a crescendo, and the Halflings sit in open-mouthed awe.

[ July 05, 2003: Message edited by: King_Elendil ]