Post by Earendur on Mar 5, 2004 19:17:08 GMT -5
THE INVASION OF GREENWOOD
Celoril decided that he would go to bed early that night. While lying in his bed he heard a noise… He sat up in bed and took the dagger out from under his pillow. He heard footsteps coming from his left. He gripped his dagger and quickly turned to the side and dodged an arrow; he then threw his dagger and hit the would-be assassin in the forehead. He stood up to see who or what the assassin was; he kicked over the dead body to see that it was a small goblin.
Celoril quickly but silently ran to Thranduil to tell him what had happened. Then all of a sudden they heard horns. There were 100’s of goblins running through the castle. The elves that were not warriors were still skilled with weapons so the goblins were outnumbered more than 3 times. But then the elves heard something they did not want to hear…It was the sound of wargs. There were only a few of them…Celoril climbed to the top of a tower and with his new bow skillfully killed 3 of them without a sound. There were 2 more and one of them had a person in its mouth! Celoril took careful aim and shot the warg right through the head so that the person would not be hurt by the arrow. Celoril jumped down to another smaller tower to get closer to the enemy. He saw the last warg and took aim. The arrow he shot went right through the eyes of the warg and it fell dead. The person in the jaws one of the wargs that he had killed got up and ran away from the battle and into a room that looked heavily defended.
Then Celoril saw something he had never seen before. It was an army of trolls…armored trolls with huge maces. They roared and started to destroy everything in their path. Celoril quickly ran down the steps and into the castle’s armory. There he picked up as many arrows as his quiver could carry. He then put on some a cloak that had a hood. It seemed strangely heavy for a cloak…and it rattled a bit. He just ignored it and took out his new sword and vanished into the shadows. He saw a few archers defending a door…it must have lead to the throne room. He ran and aided the few archers.
“Where are all of the others?” questioned Celoril.
“They are all inside getting ready we are all that is left of the guards…so we must do all that we can, but we will be joined very soon” Replied one of the guards.
Celoril nodded and kept on shooting. Goblins fell left right and center…they were dieing all over the place. Then the trolls came.
Just as the first troll was about to smash the guards a barrage of arrows hit it and it fell dead. Celoril looked up and saw that the towers were full of archers and were all ready to fight. Then out of the doors to the left and right of Celoril Elven swordsmen rushed and encircled the throne room. The trolls smashed through the swordsmen and killed many of them. But then arrows flew with extreme speed and seemed to burn while they were in the air. No one knew what was happening but they just kept on firing. Trolls fell all over the place.
Trolls then grouped together and destroyed a small tower that was housing some women and children. They were just about to kill all of the children when Celoril shot an arrow and it went straight through one of the trolls heads and through another’s…and then another’s! No one knew what was happening but they didn’t mind at all! Then all of the women and children were escorted by the rest of the swordsmen to safety inside the castle.
Then something even worse happened. From behind the trolls came something almost too horrible for words. It was a pair of Balrogs…and a dragon! There was NO way that the armies could have defeated these incredible foes by themselves. Luckily they didn’t have to.
The rest of the trolls were killed off and the dragon started to fly. The archers of the castle all fired at the dragon, but the arrows just bounced off of its thick scales. The strange flame-like behaviors that the arrows had just a few minutes before also seemed to be gone, the arrows were not affecting the dragon at all. The men kept hope and just shot arrows like crazy!
Celoril found Glorfindell and they were trying to figure out a way to destroy the dragon…and then the Balrogs! It seemed hopeless. They decided to tackle the dragon first. They waited for the dragon to fly low and in between buildings. They were hiding on top of two small towers…just waiting for the dragon to pass by. The dragon spewed flames all over the place, luckily this dragon was not as great and powerful as Smaug the evil dragon that Bard the archer slew many years before. But the dragon was still powerful…it killed archer after archer and ate many swordsmen from the ground. Finally the dragon roosted on top of the tallest tower of the castle…it was looking for the king. It was then when Celoril and Glorfindell chose to attack. They both shot arrows into each of the dragons eyes…but the flame-like behavior happened…the dragon fell…and fell…and crashed on top of the armory…it spewed flames all over and killed all of the trolls and goblins that were around the area; the Elves were defending the entrance to the throne room. They looked at each other with amazement but turned around…and saw the Balrogs.
“So, is it time?”
“Yes, I suppose it is time to reveal ourselves.”
Just then two tall young looking figures jumped out from behind a wall. They ran to Glorfindell and Celoril.
“We noticed you kill that dragon…you are extremely accurate and wise archers…I am Alatar…and this is my…I guess he’s kind of like my brother…Pallando. We are the two blue wizards…we traveled far into the east to spread the news of Iluvatar…but we were not listened to for a long while…we are the two other members of the Istari, we are second in power only to Gandalf the white…but he has gone into the undying lands…Radagast the brown is the only other wizard left in Middle Earth, but he will be leaving soon… We just came back from visiting the Valar, and they want us to help you guys…to recapture and rebuild it. But first we must be rid of these demons…will you help us? Celoril and Glorfindell agreed and the wizards told them the plan.
Celoril and Glorfindell got on the ground and stood in front of the humongous beasts…they were mad…their dragon was dead…they looked at the 2 elves and raised their swords. Celoril and Glorfindell dodged their first sword swipes and just kept jumping out of the way…they didn’t fire one arrow…yet. Then they took out two arrows each and shot at the Balrogs. They were only annoyed with the arrows…they barley felt the arrows at all. Then from behind the Balrogs there was a blue glow. Then there was a GIGANTIC bang! The Balrogs eyes stood still. They couldn’t move. Then Celoril and Glorfindell took their swords and threw them at the heads of the Balrogs. The wizards shot electricity into each of the swords and they pierced the heads of the demon’s heads. They fell to the ground…twitched a few times then gave up their lives…the battle was won.
The next day the castle was being cleaned up and there was a ceremony going on. King Thranduil once again found himself thanking Celoril and Glorfindell…but this time there were two more heroes, Alatar and Pallando. The wizards asked for nothing but to be able to call Gondolin their homes after it was retaken and rebuilt. Glorfindell asked for nothing; and Celoril asked to meet with the Kings daughter…He did not know it…but she also wanted to get to know him…and it was her that he saved from the mouth of the wargs. In the morning the wizards along with Celoril and Glorfindell would set out for the lonely mountain to collect their builders and warriors.
Celoril decided that he would go to bed early that night. While lying in his bed he heard a noise… He sat up in bed and took the dagger out from under his pillow. He heard footsteps coming from his left. He gripped his dagger and quickly turned to the side and dodged an arrow; he then threw his dagger and hit the would-be assassin in the forehead. He stood up to see who or what the assassin was; he kicked over the dead body to see that it was a small goblin.
Celoril quickly but silently ran to Thranduil to tell him what had happened. Then all of a sudden they heard horns. There were 100’s of goblins running through the castle. The elves that were not warriors were still skilled with weapons so the goblins were outnumbered more than 3 times. But then the elves heard something they did not want to hear…It was the sound of wargs. There were only a few of them…Celoril climbed to the top of a tower and with his new bow skillfully killed 3 of them without a sound. There were 2 more and one of them had a person in its mouth! Celoril took careful aim and shot the warg right through the head so that the person would not be hurt by the arrow. Celoril jumped down to another smaller tower to get closer to the enemy. He saw the last warg and took aim. The arrow he shot went right through the eyes of the warg and it fell dead. The person in the jaws one of the wargs that he had killed got up and ran away from the battle and into a room that looked heavily defended.
Then Celoril saw something he had never seen before. It was an army of trolls…armored trolls with huge maces. They roared and started to destroy everything in their path. Celoril quickly ran down the steps and into the castle’s armory. There he picked up as many arrows as his quiver could carry. He then put on some a cloak that had a hood. It seemed strangely heavy for a cloak…and it rattled a bit. He just ignored it and took out his new sword and vanished into the shadows. He saw a few archers defending a door…it must have lead to the throne room. He ran and aided the few archers.
“Where are all of the others?” questioned Celoril.
“They are all inside getting ready we are all that is left of the guards…so we must do all that we can, but we will be joined very soon” Replied one of the guards.
Celoril nodded and kept on shooting. Goblins fell left right and center…they were dieing all over the place. Then the trolls came.
Just as the first troll was about to smash the guards a barrage of arrows hit it and it fell dead. Celoril looked up and saw that the towers were full of archers and were all ready to fight. Then out of the doors to the left and right of Celoril Elven swordsmen rushed and encircled the throne room. The trolls smashed through the swordsmen and killed many of them. But then arrows flew with extreme speed and seemed to burn while they were in the air. No one knew what was happening but they just kept on firing. Trolls fell all over the place.
Trolls then grouped together and destroyed a small tower that was housing some women and children. They were just about to kill all of the children when Celoril shot an arrow and it went straight through one of the trolls heads and through another’s…and then another’s! No one knew what was happening but they didn’t mind at all! Then all of the women and children were escorted by the rest of the swordsmen to safety inside the castle.
Then something even worse happened. From behind the trolls came something almost too horrible for words. It was a pair of Balrogs…and a dragon! There was NO way that the armies could have defeated these incredible foes by themselves. Luckily they didn’t have to.
The rest of the trolls were killed off and the dragon started to fly. The archers of the castle all fired at the dragon, but the arrows just bounced off of its thick scales. The strange flame-like behaviors that the arrows had just a few minutes before also seemed to be gone, the arrows were not affecting the dragon at all. The men kept hope and just shot arrows like crazy!
Celoril found Glorfindell and they were trying to figure out a way to destroy the dragon…and then the Balrogs! It seemed hopeless. They decided to tackle the dragon first. They waited for the dragon to fly low and in between buildings. They were hiding on top of two small towers…just waiting for the dragon to pass by. The dragon spewed flames all over the place, luckily this dragon was not as great and powerful as Smaug the evil dragon that Bard the archer slew many years before. But the dragon was still powerful…it killed archer after archer and ate many swordsmen from the ground. Finally the dragon roosted on top of the tallest tower of the castle…it was looking for the king. It was then when Celoril and Glorfindell chose to attack. They both shot arrows into each of the dragons eyes…but the flame-like behavior happened…the dragon fell…and fell…and crashed on top of the armory…it spewed flames all over and killed all of the trolls and goblins that were around the area; the Elves were defending the entrance to the throne room. They looked at each other with amazement but turned around…and saw the Balrogs.
“So, is it time?”
“Yes, I suppose it is time to reveal ourselves.”
Just then two tall young looking figures jumped out from behind a wall. They ran to Glorfindell and Celoril.
“We noticed you kill that dragon…you are extremely accurate and wise archers…I am Alatar…and this is my…I guess he’s kind of like my brother…Pallando. We are the two blue wizards…we traveled far into the east to spread the news of Iluvatar…but we were not listened to for a long while…we are the two other members of the Istari, we are second in power only to Gandalf the white…but he has gone into the undying lands…Radagast the brown is the only other wizard left in Middle Earth, but he will be leaving soon… We just came back from visiting the Valar, and they want us to help you guys…to recapture and rebuild it. But first we must be rid of these demons…will you help us? Celoril and Glorfindell agreed and the wizards told them the plan.
Celoril and Glorfindell got on the ground and stood in front of the humongous beasts…they were mad…their dragon was dead…they looked at the 2 elves and raised their swords. Celoril and Glorfindell dodged their first sword swipes and just kept jumping out of the way…they didn’t fire one arrow…yet. Then they took out two arrows each and shot at the Balrogs. They were only annoyed with the arrows…they barley felt the arrows at all. Then from behind the Balrogs there was a blue glow. Then there was a GIGANTIC bang! The Balrogs eyes stood still. They couldn’t move. Then Celoril and Glorfindell took their swords and threw them at the heads of the Balrogs. The wizards shot electricity into each of the swords and they pierced the heads of the demon’s heads. They fell to the ground…twitched a few times then gave up their lives…the battle was won.
The next day the castle was being cleaned up and there was a ceremony going on. King Thranduil once again found himself thanking Celoril and Glorfindell…but this time there were two more heroes, Alatar and Pallando. The wizards asked for nothing but to be able to call Gondolin their homes after it was retaken and rebuilt. Glorfindell asked for nothing; and Celoril asked to meet with the Kings daughter…He did not know it…but she also wanted to get to know him…and it was her that he saved from the mouth of the wargs. In the morning the wizards along with Celoril and Glorfindell would set out for the lonely mountain to collect their builders and warriors.