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The mask… to hide. Part 1

As you can see this is one part and it isn’t even completed. I don’t own anything Tolkien like, I only own my character(s)!!!

[If this was a Tolkien book this information would most likely be found in the Appendix B of ‘The Lord of the Rings’ part three ‘The Return of the King’. Since I’m not Tolkien and this isn’t about a character of his but of my own creation it is here that I will reveal such information so those who are familiar with the War of the Ring and the Chronology of the Westlands as in part three, Appendix B as mentioned.]

(If you have the third book please refer to Appendix B and read what happens in year 2951 and others years here marked with a *asterisk and consider what I have added as an addition. For those who do not own the book not to worry for I shall include what is shown in the book in years with an* as mentioned and also revel my additions that will lack the *!)

*2951- Sauron declares himself openly & gathers power in Mordor. He begins the rebuilding of Barad-du^r. Gollum turns towards Mordor. Sauron sends three of the Nazgu^l to reoccupy Dol Guldur. Elrond reveals to ‘Estel’ his true name & ancestry, and delivers to him the shards of Narsil. Arwen, newly returned form Lo`rien, meets Aragorn in the woods of Imladris. Aragorn goes out into the Wild.

2951, (August/Wedmath) 21- A mysterious bright light appears in Imladris in the early hours of the morn, in the Last Homely House, in Elrond’s private garden. Due to this light, guards are stationed round it at the ready, as well as, Lord Elrond, Elladan, and Elrohir. By mid-day the light brightens and all must cover their faces suddenly the light is gone replaced by a nude elf. All are surprised by this new arrival.

2952-60_ A Council between Lord Elrond, Gandalf the Gray, Saruman the White, and Lady Galadriel coming to the conclusion the ‘Elf of Light’ (nude elf) was sent by the Valar and that Lord Elrond is to be in charge of said ‘Elf’. From training and providing education as such. Training from basic survival to battle skills, horseback riding, and combat training. Education of all things Middle Earth, her races, languages, and histories. And so training begins immediately.

2961- The ‘Elf of Light’ leaves the safety of Imladris going out into the Wild.

2978- Aranuir meets Aragorn and their friendship begins.

2980- Aranuir accompanies Aragorn to the outskirts of Lo`rien where they part ways for a time.

2993- Aranuir meets up with Halbarad and the other Rangers of the North.

3002- The ‘Elf of Light’ visits Rivendell making Bilbo’s acquaintance and reports to Lord Elrond.

3005- The ‘Elf of Light’ heads back out into the wild.

30- Aragorn sends a message with a Ranger to Halbarad.
24- Aranuir arrives in Rivendell at mid-day.
(to be continued ASAP)

In a world of men, where women are to remain with their household duties. To run their household, bare children, and so forth. Even with war and darkness that threatens to take hold of all of Middle-Earth. Will all women bow down and stay home and hide or will they stand for what they believe.
“Due to this upcoming darkness a secret council is to be held in the Last Homely House of Lord Elrond.”
Halbarad spoke looking over his fellow Rangers of the North (the Du`nedain). As usual many had their cloak hoods up and many needed bathes.
“Aragorn shall be there as soon as possible and yet it has been asked of us to provide one more representative for the council.”
Halbarad noticed the tension grow thick in the many not wanting and dreading the thought of such a task. None truly wanting to submit to leaving the comfort of the northern wilds they have protected for so long. Smiling as in a comfort he continues to speak.
“And so it has been decided that Aranuir shall partake as a member of the council.”
The tension finally lifted from the air with a sigh from everyone who dreaded such a task. Aranuir stood still knowing to wait for Halbarad to motion for him. And so all were dismissed and Halbarad motioned him to folllow. Aranuir kept pace with Halvarad and a height difference between the two was significantly noticeable. Out of all the Rangers Aranuir was the smallest his hieght at five foot five inches. He had been mistaken for a young lad many a time but all the Rangers knew better.
For he was the best fighter when it came to speed and accuracy. The one thing that made him very different from the other Rangers was that he was not truly one of the Du`nedain. But that is a story for another time.
Aranuir road day and night till he finally made it to The Last Homely House greeted by none other than Aragorn his leader and friend. He dismounted his pure black stallion Beruthiel nodding his head to the elven stable hand who took the horses reins from the ranger heading to the stables.
“Seems that you didn’t run into trouble on your way. I am forever amazed at your speedy arrival my friend.”
While speaking Aragorn had begun to lead Aranuir through the many halls to stop in front of a guest room. Aranuir nodded in understanding of his leaders words agreeing that he had no trouble and was quick to arrive all with a simple nod. Aragorn opened the door and followed him in informing Aranuir of when the council was to take place among other things. Aragorn then puts his hand on the doors handle to leave but stops to speak once more.
“Aranuir, I know not why you conceal yourself at all times…”
He looks expectantly at his subordinate then continues,
“You need not do so here amongst the elves my friend. For here we are safe from prying eyes.”
Again he receives not but silence from his ‘friend’. Aragorn shakes his head in exasperated defeat.
“I shall leave you to your devices now and I do expect you at tonight’s meal.”
This time he receives the usual nod and leaves the room in hopes his friend will stop hiding.
Evening in Lord Elrond’s Private dining hall…
Council members sit around a long table enjoying one another’s company with light conversation while eating the delicious elvish food. Dwarves separated from the elves by the few men as well as the half-lings and one lone empty seat. Aranuir enters drawing the attention of all and the room became silent, his clothing having changed into clean and more formal attire provided by the elves. Yet, still his face is hidden by a forest green formal cloak the hood obviously up. All eyes follow him as he takes his seat between an elf and a dwarf. Ignoring the stares he begins to pile a small amount of food on his plate. Elrond observes the new comer with nothing but curiosity.
“So you are the enigmatic Aranuir Ranger I have heard so much about?”
Aranuir replies with his famous simple nod towards the Lord. He then turns his attention back to his food eating with the utmost politeness that one would mistake him for a royal of sorts. The Gondoring across from him dawns a look of surprise, Boromir. While the left next to Aranuir, a elf of Mirkwood, scoffs at the rangers silence.
“You should show more courtesy and respect to the Lord of the house as you are his guest!!”
Aragorn who currently the only man that sat close to Lord Elrond (who sits at the head of the table [duh]) spoke in a voice that was quite yet commanded everyone’s attention to him showing leadership.
“My friend does not speak, as long as I’ve known him never has and as far as I know he never has.” Everyone looks at Aragorn in disbelief and then all eyes turn to look at Aranuir. All they see is an empty chair, a plate with half eaten food and an empty goblet.