It's been a while hasn't it? This is me trying to salvage this. I'm trying to keep it within the original spirit of the thing I called a story while actually making a effort to for at least a little bit of in characterness. Now that doesn't mean it's going to be good and in character( though I will try), it means it will be marginally less horrible. I now feel bad writing Lord of the Rings fanfiction because I can't really hold a candle to Tolkien.

I kicked at the Legolas cutout for a bit, yes, I was wondering why he had been talking only a few minutes ago but considering the situation I could stand to not think about that. At around the tenth foot prod something very strange happened, there was a flash of light, soft foot fall and a tall elf stood in the Jack shaped cut out in the wall. The elf was practically glowing on first glance but on closer examination it was just the sun. Wow, haven't seen that for a while.

"Ms. Mists, I am Elrond and am here representing Legolas and Middle Earth kind," he spoke calmly but of course all I could think was along the lines of- he really does have strange eyebrows.

"Why you?" I asked. He glared back at me, still dignified though.

"Because, no one else would do it." Elrond acknowledged. "You're first and possibly most important lesson is never post anything at two A.M. without at least checking it over once. Knowing you and your kin you've left in at least a hundred mistakes." He stared back down at me from the tip of his nose.

"Any questions?" He asked making it perfectly clear that any mistakes on my part would be punished.

"Er, yeah .What are we supposed to do about the fourth wall? It has a hole in it the size of most of fandom."

Elrond sighed and rested his fingertips against his temples, this was going to take a long while.