-Chapter five: How much * does* Boromir weigh?
"Where is Boromir?" Aragorn suddenly shouted over the rain.
Legolas looked about the camp, shielding his eyes with his hand he peered though the downpour.
"I'm afraid I haven't seen him since the storm started." he yelled in back
The ranger cursed and looked up at the bleeding sky as torrents of rain fell upon them while they spoke. The weather was not in their favour lately and the storm had indeed returned.
"We'll have to find him; we can't leave him out in this weather, not in his state!" Aragorn shouted over the wind.
Legolas nodded and they both turned their heads to the ground, looking for the fast vanishing traces of the man's trail.
"Over here!" Legolas shouted and showed Aragorn a broken twig as well as small puddles which were forming in the impression of a man's boot. Once the trace of the man was found Aragorn informed the rest of the company of their dilemma and the man and elf were soon on the trail.
After tracking for the rest of the afternoon and into the beginning of the night, the trail was growing thin, but fortunately the rain was following suit.
Legolas was just about to suggest they turn back and employ more help when they caught a voice on the breeze..
"Why hellooo Mrs Copplepot, do come in!"
The elf gave Aragorn a perplexed look and they both ran in the direction of the sound.
They passed into a narrow valley. The cliff faces rose up hundreds of feet into the air.
Looking around they could find no further sign of the man.
Suddenly the voice was heard again.
"Why yes! It is Blackberry tea! How kind of you to notice!"
They both looked up, and found the source of the voice to be several hundred feet above them on a narrow ledge. Boromir was talking to himself while gesturing wildly. He was standing precariously close to the edge.
"..I thought maple syrup with scones would be much more original than jam."
Boromir's voice continued to drift down. Legolas cupped his hands around his mouth and was about to call out when Aragorn stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"We mustn't startle him." he cautioned "I'll find a way up and you stay here in case.."
Legolas nodded as the Ranger disappeared among the rocks. He removed his bow and quiver and looked up at the son of Denethor.
"I wonder how much he weighs." He mused.
* * *
Aragorn found a rough path up the cliff's side, most likely the same taken by Boromir. When he finally reached the top Boromir had stopped talking to his "dinner guests". It was eerily silent. Aragorn risked peering around the cliff side to where Boromir was perched
* * *
Legolas was still pondering at the bottom of the cliff
"I mean, he has to weigh a good 150 pounds at least and the shield looks like it could add a few pounds to that.
Legolas watched Aragorn reach the top of the ledge and ease himself to where Boromir stood. The ranger peered around the corner and Boromir's sudden movement sent Legolas dashing forward, arms outstretched
* * *
As Aragorn turned the corner he saw Boromir staring out into space. Unfortunately it seemed Boromir had seen him for he suddenly started and took a step backwards.his heel was just on the crumbling edge of the cliff.
"Boromir!" Aragorn started forward with hands in the air. "Don't move. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Hah! Don't you try that with me Ranger." Boromir sneered. "I know why you're here; you've come to steal my father's throne! Well you can't have it, you Dunadain bastard!" With this last remark he tried to draw his sword, but was caught off balance by his shift in weight and staggered sideways along the ledge...
* * *
Legolas had heaved a sigh of relief when Boromir hadn't fallen. He was really starting to think the man might be quite heavy. His relief was short lived when the man suddenly staggered sideways. Legolas matched his horizontal stride by sidestepping to the left and then right, with arms still outstretched
* * *
Aragorn watched as Boromir ran back and forth, back and forth, across the ledge, all the time screaming insults at him.
"Dirty, lice ridden." Boromir staggered to the left, "not fit to clean up after the horses of Rohan..." and returned to the right.
Out of the corner of his eye Aragorn could see Legolas running from side to side, following the crazed man.
"steal my birthright you elf kissing....oomph"
As Boromir had been making his return trip Aragorn had innocently stretched out a leg....
* * * Boromir looked up accusingly at the man who had tripped him.
Aragorn pulled Boromir up, maintaining a strong grip on his hand. Boromir clung to Aragorn's hand with an equally strong grip.
"I'm so glad you're here." He whispered. "That ranger is here, you take this dagger and I'll use my sword."
Boromir placed a rather dirty and forlorn looking sausage from breakfast in Aragorn's hand.
"I'll sneak around to the left and you surprise him from behind.."
"Boromir," Aragorn began.
"Arrrgh! He's here!" Boromir yelped as he jumped into Aragorn's arms. The sausage was dropped to the ground as the ranger staggered under the other man's weight. Unfortunately he tripped? over the sausage and his feet lost purchase on the cliff face...
* * *
Legolas stood panting at the bottom of the cliff. His hands were still outstretched which was lucky...
He looked up.
"Oh."
Whatever Legolas was about to say was unfortunately interrupted when a full grown man of Gondor and his shield as well as a not-so-light ranger fell into his arms. The impact quite reasonably knocked him flat onto his back, luckily, or possibly unluckily, the ground was covered in thick gooey mud, which broke the elf's fall. Despite the cushioning mud the breath was still knocked out of him.
Boromir was the first to move as he struggled out from under Aragorn.
"Tree!" he cried gleefully and jumped up and down on his seat.
Legolas grunted in pain as the man continued to bounce up and down on him.
Boromir ran up to his new found friend and wrapped his arms enthusiastically around its trunk
Aragorn was the second one to move. "I just hope he doesn't start singing again." He took out his pipe and started to fill it with leaf.
"Aragorn..." Legolas wheezed
"Mmmhmmm?" Aragorn replied as he puffed on his pipe and watched Boromir.
"Would you kindly get off me?"
"Oh." said Aragorn and stood, allowing Legolas to roll onto his stomach face down in the mud and moan some more.
.............
Alright, and that was another chapter, I think maybe I'll have one or two more, and thankyou to my new beta reader: Audrey. Yay!
"Where is Boromir?" Aragorn suddenly shouted over the rain.
Legolas looked about the camp, shielding his eyes with his hand he peered though the downpour.
"I'm afraid I haven't seen him since the storm started." he yelled in back
The ranger cursed and looked up at the bleeding sky as torrents of rain fell upon them while they spoke. The weather was not in their favour lately and the storm had indeed returned.
"We'll have to find him; we can't leave him out in this weather, not in his state!" Aragorn shouted over the wind.
Legolas nodded and they both turned their heads to the ground, looking for the fast vanishing traces of the man's trail.
"Over here!" Legolas shouted and showed Aragorn a broken twig as well as small puddles which were forming in the impression of a man's boot. Once the trace of the man was found Aragorn informed the rest of the company of their dilemma and the man and elf were soon on the trail.
After tracking for the rest of the afternoon and into the beginning of the night, the trail was growing thin, but fortunately the rain was following suit.
Legolas was just about to suggest they turn back and employ more help when they caught a voice on the breeze..
"Why hellooo Mrs Copplepot, do come in!"
The elf gave Aragorn a perplexed look and they both ran in the direction of the sound.
They passed into a narrow valley. The cliff faces rose up hundreds of feet into the air.
Looking around they could find no further sign of the man.
Suddenly the voice was heard again.
"Why yes! It is Blackberry tea! How kind of you to notice!"
They both looked up, and found the source of the voice to be several hundred feet above them on a narrow ledge. Boromir was talking to himself while gesturing wildly. He was standing precariously close to the edge.
"..I thought maple syrup with scones would be much more original than jam."
Boromir's voice continued to drift down. Legolas cupped his hands around his mouth and was about to call out when Aragorn stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"We mustn't startle him." he cautioned "I'll find a way up and you stay here in case.."
Legolas nodded as the Ranger disappeared among the rocks. He removed his bow and quiver and looked up at the son of Denethor.
"I wonder how much he weighs." He mused.
* * *
Aragorn found a rough path up the cliff's side, most likely the same taken by Boromir. When he finally reached the top Boromir had stopped talking to his "dinner guests". It was eerily silent. Aragorn risked peering around the cliff side to where Boromir was perched
* * *
Legolas was still pondering at the bottom of the cliff
"I mean, he has to weigh a good 150 pounds at least and the shield looks like it could add a few pounds to that.
Legolas watched Aragorn reach the top of the ledge and ease himself to where Boromir stood. The ranger peered around the corner and Boromir's sudden movement sent Legolas dashing forward, arms outstretched
* * *
As Aragorn turned the corner he saw Boromir staring out into space. Unfortunately it seemed Boromir had seen him for he suddenly started and took a step backwards.his heel was just on the crumbling edge of the cliff.
"Boromir!" Aragorn started forward with hands in the air. "Don't move. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Hah! Don't you try that with me Ranger." Boromir sneered. "I know why you're here; you've come to steal my father's throne! Well you can't have it, you Dunadain bastard!" With this last remark he tried to draw his sword, but was caught off balance by his shift in weight and staggered sideways along the ledge...
* * *
Legolas had heaved a sigh of relief when Boromir hadn't fallen. He was really starting to think the man might be quite heavy. His relief was short lived when the man suddenly staggered sideways. Legolas matched his horizontal stride by sidestepping to the left and then right, with arms still outstretched
* * *
Aragorn watched as Boromir ran back and forth, back and forth, across the ledge, all the time screaming insults at him.
"Dirty, lice ridden." Boromir staggered to the left, "not fit to clean up after the horses of Rohan..." and returned to the right.
Out of the corner of his eye Aragorn could see Legolas running from side to side, following the crazed man.
"steal my birthright you elf kissing....oomph"
As Boromir had been making his return trip Aragorn had innocently stretched out a leg....
* * * Boromir looked up accusingly at the man who had tripped him.
Aragorn pulled Boromir up, maintaining a strong grip on his hand. Boromir clung to Aragorn's hand with an equally strong grip.
"I'm so glad you're here." He whispered. "That ranger is here, you take this dagger and I'll use my sword."
Boromir placed a rather dirty and forlorn looking sausage from breakfast in Aragorn's hand.
"I'll sneak around to the left and you surprise him from behind.."
"Boromir," Aragorn began.
"Arrrgh! He's here!" Boromir yelped as he jumped into Aragorn's arms. The sausage was dropped to the ground as the ranger staggered under the other man's weight. Unfortunately he tripped? over the sausage and his feet lost purchase on the cliff face...
* * *
Legolas stood panting at the bottom of the cliff. His hands were still outstretched which was lucky...
He looked up.
"Oh."
Whatever Legolas was about to say was unfortunately interrupted when a full grown man of Gondor and his shield as well as a not-so-light ranger fell into his arms. The impact quite reasonably knocked him flat onto his back, luckily, or possibly unluckily, the ground was covered in thick gooey mud, which broke the elf's fall. Despite the cushioning mud the breath was still knocked out of him.
Boromir was the first to move as he struggled out from under Aragorn.
"Tree!" he cried gleefully and jumped up and down on his seat.
Legolas grunted in pain as the man continued to bounce up and down on him.
Boromir ran up to his new found friend and wrapped his arms enthusiastically around its trunk
Aragorn was the second one to move. "I just hope he doesn't start singing again." He took out his pipe and started to fill it with leaf.
"Aragorn..." Legolas wheezed
"Mmmhmmm?" Aragorn replied as he puffed on his pipe and watched Boromir.
"Would you kindly get off me?"
"Oh." said Aragorn and stood, allowing Legolas to roll onto his stomach face down in the mud and moan some more.
.............
Alright, and that was another chapter, I think maybe I'll have one or two more, and thankyou to my new beta reader: Audrey. Yay!