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towerofanimus2013-02-23 03:01 pm
marchwarden) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-23 03:01 pm
Entry tags:
Lamenting for the Lost
Characters: Haldir & Whomever else joins.
Setting: Third Floor, Dormitories
Format: Prose
Summary: Haldir's worries get the better of him while searching for a lost friend.
Warnings: None.
There was no sign of Legolas anywhere in the tower.
Even with the emergence of the new floors, Haldir hasn't a clue as of where the prince has gone. Of course certain realms within Animus couldn't be successfully explored without a suitable party. Haldir doubted that Legolas would be foolhardy enough to venture into the desert upon the Sixty-Fourth floor. That would be sheer madness on his part if he did so. Haldir knows that Legolas couldn't possibly be that reckless as to wander within there. Therefore, he figured that the Tower itself had something to do with the elf's sudden disappearance.
Should he seek consul from the White Wizard? No. That probably wouldn't be a wise choice for now. Raising such alarm over their missing companion would do nothing other than worry them all. Haldir wasn't certain if Legolas was in danger or not. Perhaps he merely went missing due to the strange fluctuation of newcomers here. That's certainly a logical possibility, but even that thought alone gave Haldir great unease.
What if Legolas vanished? Then what?
After pacing about through the winding hallways, the march warden came to a slow stop once he reached the dormitory. What should he do? Should he venture there again and check to see if Legolas finally returned? Or should be wisely speak with Gandalf regarding his disappearance? Considering that two other members of their dwindling fellowship has also vanished as of late, Haldir wasn't very hopeful that anything could be done about it. Only death awaits for any of those who are returned to their world, that's been established long ago. Middle-Earth and all of its' marvelous splendor was long gone by now.
The world was destroyed, wasn't it? This was what "they" claimed.
Setting: Third Floor, Dormitories
Format: Prose
Summary: Haldir's worries get the better of him while searching for a lost friend.
Warnings: None.
There was no sign of Legolas anywhere in the tower.
Even with the emergence of the new floors, Haldir hasn't a clue as of where the prince has gone. Of course certain realms within Animus couldn't be successfully explored without a suitable party. Haldir doubted that Legolas would be foolhardy enough to venture into the desert upon the Sixty-Fourth floor. That would be sheer madness on his part if he did so. Haldir knows that Legolas couldn't possibly be that reckless as to wander within there. Therefore, he figured that the Tower itself had something to do with the elf's sudden disappearance.
Should he seek consul from the White Wizard? No. That probably wouldn't be a wise choice for now. Raising such alarm over their missing companion would do nothing other than worry them all. Haldir wasn't certain if Legolas was in danger or not. Perhaps he merely went missing due to the strange fluctuation of newcomers here. That's certainly a logical possibility, but even that thought alone gave Haldir great unease.
What if Legolas vanished? Then what?
After pacing about through the winding hallways, the march warden came to a slow stop once he reached the dormitory. What should he do? Should he venture there again and check to see if Legolas finally returned? Or should be wisely speak with Gandalf regarding his disappearance? Considering that two other members of their dwindling fellowship has also vanished as of late, Haldir wasn't very hopeful that anything could be done about it. Only death awaits for any of those who are returned to their world, that's been established long ago. Middle-Earth and all of its' marvelous splendor was long gone by now.
The world was destroyed, wasn't it? This was what "they" claimed.
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Just who was this man? Why would he so eagerly assist anyone here? It would be far better if this fellow looked after himself while lingering here. Disaster only await those who easily offer their aid for the sake of the common good. Haldir could literally count all the times that he nearly met his end here due to a good deed gone wrong. Yet, he knew better than to turn Lancelot away. The elf needs all the help he could get if he planned to ever find Legolas. For ill or merry, Haldir wouldn't be content until he found Legolas either alive or dead.
"Then I shan't spurn it." He quietly replied with no hint of emotion in his tone. If he allowed himself to show any emotions now, Haldir feared he would drown in his sorrow. It's better for him to keep this frigid mask up for as long as he could. "Then I will accept your aid with much gratitude, Lancelot."
Without another word, Haldir turned to lead Lancelot towards the halls ahead. While he doubted he would find Legolas somewhere here within the dormitory; at least Haldir could now venture to the floors above with someone by his side. The next few floors would lead to into the "wilds" where fiends and beasts alike lurk. He certainly hopes that Lancelot's talk to chivalry won't fail him as they scale the tower.
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Content to follow for the moment, Lancelot adjusts his place to Haldir's. Though his physical form is more solid in this place than it has been since he was living, his own step is nearly as light as that of the man before him. Though obviously he is no man, being decidedly fae in appearance, temperament, and movement. When he speaks again, it is quietly.
"In life, I was a Knight, and served a King. Now I serve a Master, and fight on his behalf. I have already encountered all manner of fell things in this place, and slain them. I must find what other monsters and secrets it holds if I am to defend my Master and see us returned to the War in which we fight."
"Tell me, if you will-- what of you and your friend, do you come to this place from the same world?"