Brothers in ArmsBrothers in ArmsBrothers in Arms2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Bilbo recalls the tale of the death of two brothers, Fili and Kili, as they fought with great vigor in The Battle of Five Armies to his little nephew, Frodo Baggins. "Don't go... please..." Fili called, holding Kili's dying frame close, silence enveloped them, and Fili thought that he had left Middle Earth without him. "Kili!"
"Uncle Bilbo!" I heard Frodo call, chuckling to myself as I remembered my own days as a young hobbit and trying to avoid sleep. Much like Frodo was doing now; I walked briskly into his room and pulled open the door.
Placing a stern look on my face, as this was the third time Frodo has called to me since I put him to bed an hour ago. Frodo was still a young hobbit of only 8 years, and extremely mischievous at that too. Probably from his Took side, mind you.
Frodo smiled a grin so wide I knew that it probably hurt, "Today is Tuesday, Uncle!"
Brother!Legolas x Sister!Reader : Born to ProtectLegolas x reader drabble 02Brother!Legolas x Sister!Reader : Born to Protect3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Read description below before reading the story please! you will understand it a bit more~
A butterfly settled itself on your nose, and you sneezed. It flew off, frightened by your sneeze, and you giggled like a child. Your dream was pleasant, a flowering meadow with animals all around, and no men to hurt you. You sat up quickly and looked around. There was one thing missing though.
Something damp touched your nose and you sneezed again. You slowly opened your eyes. A warm, wet towel patted your face and you closed your eyes quickly, as not to get water in them. The towel was removed and in it's place a smiling face.
"Legolas!" you cried, and jumped into his strong arms.
He embraced you warmly, letting out a sigh and clutching you to him.
"don't ever do that again. It nearly killed me to see you close to being......" Legolas trailed off, never finishing what he was going to say.
"I ...I'm sorry, Legolas." you hugged Legolas tightly and brought h
Dragon FireDragon Fire1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The serpents of the North came down. Picking up soldiers, eating them alive, even burning them alive. Nothing was all they could do, but one of them did. He fought with every being in his body, not wanting to quit. Though he knew if he kept going he would die, but what they did to his people, was unforgiveable.
Good dreams must come to an end.
A dragon came down, breathing fire on top of the soldiers. It so happens that he was caught in the flame as well. Burning fire spread on his face, making him fall to his knees in pain. Screaming for them to stop, but it never did.
Burning flames came down upon the earth once more, anything it touched burned down to a crisp. Nothing could stop it. You could run or you could fight. Most people ran, ran from the flames of the North. Those who stayed didn’t get to see next day light.
A soldier saw his king down “N-No…how could this happen?” he questioned
Teasing Legolas x readerYou trailed behind Legolas. Not because you couldn’t keep up but because you were looking at the stars. Something you always liked to do.Teasing Legolas x reader1 year ago in Settings More Like This
“(y/n) Keep up! We are going to lose Aragorn and Gimli at this rate!” Legolas scolded. You ran to catch up to him. Your elven feet barely making a sound as you run.
“Sorry. The stars are beautiful tonight. They seem to shine brighter.” You chime happily falling into step with him. He just shook his head. You felt rather out of place with the three companions you had. The three hunters you liked to call them. You got on well enough with them individually but together you couldn’t contribute anything. Which left you out of place most of the time. You heard Aragorn up ahead.
“We shall make camp here for the night.” You nod to him and mumble something to Legolas about needing space. So you wander over to a large boulder and perch on the top. You sigh taking in all your surroundings. Rabbits running from fox
Legolas x ReaderLegolas x Reader1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
You were in elf, traveling the forest. You had your bow in one hand, arrows on your back, a sword on your side, and lastly a dagger in your boots. Brown boots go up to your knees, a long green cape hung on your shoulders. You had a dark green dress falling to your mid thighs, but had tights underneath. Lastly you had a brown belt going across your chest connecting to your belt around your waste.
You come from a kingdom in the mountains. It wasn’t much known to many elves. Your land knows about the ring, and how dangerous it was. The king wants it destroyed and no one wanted to go, but you were the only one that was brave to do so. Your king knew you were very strong and brave, so this would be easy for you. Little did he know you were a bit shaken.
The Hobbit, Frodo, was the one with ring. You learned that much from village’s you passed, but you would never show yourself. You never been by men before, only elves. Your people nev
Guide to graven ones.Guide to graven ones.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Graven One.
By The Purple Man.
The Graven one is an necromancer class in itself, yet one of structures that goes beyond the scourge and normal thoughts.
FIRST OF ALL!
Graven ones are first living and turn Undead in the end of their power.
Also think first this class is an prestige class and you will most likely be hated and called names for playing it.
* Eyes: The graven ones eyes are often an white or black colour without a glow just a simple shimmering wet white or black colour.
* Skin: The skin of an graven one is pale, sometimes sickly coloured and thin to nearly see through it.
* Other: A Graven one does NOT carry fangs or any other kind of misfit features, they are UNDEAD normal HUMANOIDS.
* Note: A Graven one do not grow anything extra, they lose weight, and muscles as they grow to the undeath of their own race slowly.
* Cloths: Often a black or gray suit of robes unless they summon their plate set of shadows and bones.
Female Sindarin NamesName MeaningFemale Sindarin Names7 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Aredhel Noble Lady
Ar-Feiniel Noble White Lady of the Noldor
Arwen Noble Maiden
Berúthiel Angry Queen
Celebrian Silver Queen
Elanor Sun star
FIC: The ScarfFIC: The Scarf4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
TITLE: The Scarf
Merry sighed and set his head in his hands. The sun was barely peeking over the rolling hills far in the east, the morning grey and fresh. He sat out front of Great Smials, a ways off, as his mother had instructed. Why couldn't the baby hurry up and be born already? He was getting impatient!
Shaking his head, he pressed his fingertips to his lower lip. That wasn't fair of him. This was an important event for his relatives. Uncle Paladin and Aunt Eglantine had born only girls, and they desperately needed a male heir to carry on the line of Thain. Aunt Eglantine was getting too old to bear much longer; this would be their last attempt.
Aunt Eglantine had carried the child for several long months; Merry's young mind couldn't recall a time when her tummy hadn't been swollen. But still, his mother had seemed terribly frightened late last night when they had gotten word of his aunt's contractions. She had kept mu
The Darkfallen and Sanlayn guideThe Darkfallen and Sanlayn guide3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Darkfallen, San'layn.
Welcome to the Darkfallen, San'layn guide. Here you can find all the information currently known about the race and faction. Information will be added over time if anything new becomes available.
Before you decide to make a Darkfallen character.
Think for a moment. Reconsider, maybe. Playing a Darkfallen is considered difficult, if near impossible, to pull off.
First of all, they aren't vampires.
Second, they're undead. Not attractive and glitzy.
Third, they cannot create other Darkfallen.
Fourth, they're most likely Scourge loyal.
Racial name: Darkfallen.
'Faction name': San'layn, of the Scourge.
Previous race: Blood elf only.
Language(s): Thalassian, Common.
The Darkfallen are the elite, immortal soldiers of the Scourge
Elis: Chapter 3Love is... fun... You can say that it is almost... A very mischievous little game. It can be absolutely, positively amazing, or it can all go down and crash in a fiery mass. For the Dwarves of the Blue Mountains, it was definitely normal to love others- you loved your friends, brothers, sisters, and parents. But, once in a blue moon, there is a special type of love between a female and a male, where they really bring out the best in each other. It is a funny game. One thinks it is normal- the other thinks that it is the end of the world. Love is strange and beautiful! What once started out as a glance and a blush has developed into unbearable tummy- butterflies keeping them awake at night.Elis: Chapter 34 months ago in Profiles More Like This
For Elis, it was odd. She knew that Fili was handsome, but she denied many times that she was in love with him. But why would she do that? Fili was handsome, sweet, strong... Although she verbally den
Elis: Chapter 2.~.Elis: Chapter 26 months ago in Profiles More Like This
"I am Prince Fili Durin, Son of Krili... Nephew of our King, Thorin Oakenshield."
Elis looked at Fili in astonishment. She was the reason he got up! She (accidentally) made him come here! Elis gasped, looking at the prince once more. "I- I am so sorry, Prince Fili! I have disturbed your slumber, and I will do anything to-" Fili interrupted the poor girl with a laugh. "I love going outdoors... especially to the forest! Do not apologize, my dear lady. I am very glad that I saved you," he replied. Fili looked at the girl again, this time, curiously. "What is your name?" he asked. Elis looked down and replied, "I am Elis." Fili grinned, thinking of this mother's name. "Elis?" he thought, "What a pretty name. Rhymes with my mother's... Her name is Dis..." Fili trailed off, looking forward. He saw the light green grass, which signaled him that he was home. A cobblestone walkway trailed to his house... The house.
Elis couldn't stop blushi
ProlougeElis's BeginningProlouge6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Ered Luin was a dream come alive for Elis and her father.
Ever since Elis was born, she and her family traveled endlessly, enjoying the pure grace of Middle Earth, sharing in her beauty and splendor. Traveling had become Elis's way of life; everyday, something new, and her mother and father were always there to share the moment with her... Their little babe, Elis.
It was at the mere age of ten when a huge part of her life disappeared. Elis and her mother were as close as they could be... Her mother taught her how to draw anything perfectly, and how to make little dolls out of the materials around her. Her mother would sing to Elis everyday Old Lullabies of the East. Never would Elis forget these wonderful moments with her beloved mother...
One night, Elis's parents set up a small tent for Elis to sleep in. It seemed like a normal night... It was chilly out, and her mother sang Elis to sleep before going to bed. About an hour after Elis had
Elis: Chapter 1The light of dawn is beautiful. It brings a new day, a new life. The day may bring nice surprises, or nasty surprises... But you always have a sort of... feeling for a day. It was a slight reddish- purple outside with a yellow glow when Elis woke up that morning. It was beautiful... Life in the mountains is was quite a sight. Elis, very young and delicate, made her way to the window, sighing. The beginning of this day felt peculiar.Elis: Chapter 16 months ago in Profiles More Like This
"Hmm... Today is going to feel... Odd, isn't it?" She said to herself. She looked up to the Royal House and smiled. "Perhaps that's why!" Her hazel eyes glistened with excitement. Today, Elis was going to do something out of the ordinary...
She walked out of her room to find her Pa at the kitchen table, braiding his dark brown beard. "Good morning, my daughter. Did you sleep well?" he asked. "Yes, papa, I did! I have a very peculiar feeling about today, but that's quite alright!" She returned to her room, earning an odd look from her father. He chucked