Come join your favorite Middle Earth characters for more laughter and craziness!
Not to mention new friends, old enemies, secret Jedi business, falling pianos, more elf problems, a complicated almost love triangle, and something so completely rando...
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Location: Middle Of Forest Precise Location: Exactly What I said, "Middle Of Forest" Ok But: Where Exactly? Oh My Gosh: In. The. Middle. Of. A. Forest. Are You: Certain? Yes: x-( Oh: Sorry Apology Accepted: <3 Are We: Good? Yes: We Are Best: Friends? Best: Friends
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Should We: Finish? Yeah: Probably
Date: Night Of Rivendell Party Time: Midnight
"Alright fill me in." Aragorn said once they were all alone in the middle of a forest. "How long has Winston been gone and when was the last time you saw him?"
"Arvanlyn was the last one who saw him." Varonwe answered. "We're going to meet with her right now."
Ayleen, Varonwe, and Aragorn continued on for a few more steps until they found Arvanlyn standing against a tree.
"It's about time that you got here. I've been waiting for hours." She said twirled one of her throwing knives in her hand. "Sorry, Aragorn was at a party fighting with his friends." Ayleen explained with a chuckle.
Aragorn rolled his eyes. "Let's not talk about that now, Arvanlyn you were the last one to see Winston right?" Arvanlyn nodded. "Yup. Just three days ago. We hung out for a bit, hunted some orcs, then he went to Bree. That was the last time I heard from him and you know Winston, he's always posting something on Facebook or Instagram."
"Just because he hasn't been active on social media doesn't mean that he's missing." Aragorn said. "How long has it been since his last post on either website?" "45 minutes." Ayleen answered.
"Ok yeah, he's missing." Aragorn clapped his hands together and announced, "Alrighty Rangers, time to investigate! This is going to be so much fun! The four original Rangers going on a mission together again."
"None of us are original Rangers." Varonwe said sharpening his sword absently. "Yeah Aragorn, there were other Dunedain before us." Arvanlyn added.
"I know but us four are the coolest." Aragorn pointed to Arvanlyn and said, "You have your flute that can put orcs into a trance, and you were raised by elves. That's cool."
To Varonwe he said, "You're that dark and mysterious guy that can dream about the future! No one knows anything about your past and that just makes you cooler!"
Varonwe paused from sharpening his sword and looked up at him from under his hood. He looked very, very, very, VERY intimidating.
Aragorn nervously turned away from him and looked at Ayleen. "And you! You have-" "A flying goat!" "A flying- wait what?"
Meh! Meh!
A small black goat flew down from the tree branches and landed by Ayleen.
Meh! Meh!
"You remember Foe Hammer* right Aragorn?" Ayleen said kneeling down to pet the goat's head. "Right, the flying goat. Wait a minute didn't he belong to someone else?"
"What are you talking about? He's lived with me for four years." Aragorn blinked once as he tried to figure this out. But since he knew absolutely nothing about breaking the fourth wall he had to be content with moving on and accepting that Foe Hammer had always belonged to Ayleen.
"Right; you have a flying goat and I am the super cool super hip super awesome sauce King of Gondor. There you have it. We're the coolest Rangers evah."
Arvanlyn rolled her eyes. "So are we actually going to find Winston or we gonna stand around here all night?"
"Arvanlyn's right. We need to set out for Bree at once." Varonwe sheethed his sword. His every movement was dark, mysterious, and looked like slow-motion at the most epic times.
Which only made him cooler.
"Ok let's move on to Bree!" Aragorn led them forward while Foe Hammer flew overhead.
Meh! Meh!
Ayleen looked up and watched as the goat flew away.
"Where's he going?" Arvanlyn asked. "He's going to visit his owner, and then go see a friend." "Wait, I thought you said that he belonged to you?" Aragorn asked in confusion.
"I said that he had been living with me for four years. I never said that he was mine." Ayleen said matter-of-factly. Aragorn decided that they had more pressing matters to attend to than goats.
As they continued on their journey to Bree Aragorn asked, "What was Winston doing in Bree anyway?" Arvanlyn glanced at Varonwe who nodded. "He was going to see.... Her."
Aragorn froze in his tracks. "Her?!?!?" All three nodded. Aragorn sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"This is not going to end well."
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All three sub-plots have been established.
Are they really sub-plots? Or are they just three story lines that make up one story?
