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Who: Legolas and anyone.
What: NEW ARRIVAL ALERT! Oh, and exploring!
When: Oct. 25th.
Where: Just pick a place and we'll make it work. Love to anyone that finds the hippy elf in the forest.
Rating: G!

One moment he had been with Gimli, Aragorn and Gandalf, hearing messages passed to Gandalf from the Lady Galadriel. He'd been armed and ready to go to Edoras, content with the knowledge that Merry and Pippin were safe. Safer. And now he was...

Well, Legolas wasn't entirely sure where he was. He'd seen, in passing, the buildings of Men though never had he entered them. He'd been content enough to remain out of doors or in the forest. It reminded him very much of what he'd seen though. And this only raised the question of how he came to be here. Standing and doing nothing wouldn't answer his questions though, this he knew. Only by exploring could he find what he wanted to know and hopefully that would include a way back. It wasn't long after he started to explore that he realized that he was now also unarmed. His quiver was still on his back but it was empty of arrows and he no longer carried his knife or the bow that the Lady of the Golden Wood had gifted him. Guilt tore at him over the loss of such a precious gift. He knew that he could craft himself another bow but it would never compare to those of the Galadhrim.

Garbed in grey, most will find him, a cloak about his shoulders and unassuming. He was cautious, of course, because who knew if this was some trick of Saruman or of the Enemy.

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[Laughing softly:]

That much is true, I must agree.

[Will grins wryly.]

Ah, but I've been a bit rude. I am Will Stanton. I'm from a place called Buckinghamshire in a country named England.

[And then he slips into a more formal mode of speech. There were times for it, and such meetings were one of them. The boy inclines his head.]

In the name of the Light and of the Old World before the Dark came, I greet you.

A great pleasure, Will. I am Legolas of Mirkwood.

[Legolas inclines his own head, politely returning the gesture and smiling at the formal greeting. And then replies with a semi-formal greeting of his own:]

A star shines on the hour of our meeting.

Well met, Legolas of Mirkwood.

Despite the current situation, of course.

Even in less than desirable situations, pleasant company can be found.

True enough, that. And such pleasant company may serve to make even the worst of situations bearable.

I imagine the situations would be made far worse without it. Having no one to help support you would be awful.

Companionship and friendship are two of the things by which men may live with each other in peace.

Wise words.

[Words often found coming from the young rather than the grown. They could see the world differently.]

[Will's wisdom was of a kind that did not truly belong to either the young or old. He was both at the same time, as old as the hills and as young as a child.]

Only some of the wisdom of my kind.

Have you been to the castle yet?

[Something Legolas would probably be able to appreciate if he knew.]

Briefly but I longed to be outside.

It is nice to escape the castle, some days. [Will could understand that. It was why he was out here, after all.]

I imagine so. And I have always enjoyed being out of doors, in the fresh air, than anything.

It is marvelous, isn't it? I've always loved exploring the outdoors. One never knows what one might find.

You're right. The world is always changing, every breeze is a new one, the earth shifting, plants growing.

[Okay Legolas, your hippie-elfitude is showing.]

Ah, but in the end the world will yet always be the same. Trees may change, humans may live and grow old and die. Forests may spread and fade and grow and be again once as before. But in the end the very bones of the land will remain.

Hm, I suppose that you've a point. Everything changing and yet remaining the same.

It is the way of time.