Calenlondiel's Lord Of The Rings Game "Many Meetings"

Tela was starting to shift uncomfortably. There was a split second before she was hit in the shoulder with an Arrow. She winced in pain. Looking up she saw her assailant running away.

Dagaron threw his knife in an instant and it just barely missed the assassin, and borrowed in a tree. He strung an arrow and ran after whoever it was. Finally, he got a clear shot, and let loose the arrow, striking the runner in the thigh. He fell to the ground, and Dagaron quickly ran up to the being. (not sure who it is, and to lazy to think something up, so...) He takes the being back to the meeting place slowly, with a knife to their throat. He had to half carry, half walk the being back. Once he reached the place, he pushed through the crowd to stand in front of Tela. He grabbed the being by the back of the throat, keeping a tight grip, and pulled the hood back. "Do you recognize them Tela?"

Tela smirked. "Your attempts get more patheic each time." she told the browned hair man in front of her. He was in pain from his leg. "I would ask to have your life ended but why. Your pathetic attempts amuse me." she said knowing the arrow was poisoned and was slowly taking affect.

The man cowered. Why did he have to be the one?

Arwen gasped and flung out her dagger pointing it at the man unmoving.

Dagaron tightened his grip on the back of the mans neck and looked at Tela. "What do you want me to do with him? And what are you going to do with your wound? No doubt the arrow was poisoned."

Tela looked at Elrond. "This not my realm. It is up to Lord Elrond what happens to this failure. as for my wound, I will have it attend to after the meeting."

Dagaron turned to Elrond. "Sir, what would you advise we do to this man?"
Elrond nodded to an elf standing near by. "He will be place under guard, and then delt with after this meeting." He turned to Tela. "Are you sure you wish to wait? I'm sure we can have someone come here and help you while the meeting is taking place."

"That's my department," said Arwen as she lowered the dagger. "I know all cures, remedies, etc."

Tela sighed. Elrond was right. She was already slightly dizzy. "I might take you up on your offer." she said.

"Is that a yes?" she asked as she brought out a medicine kit.

((Arwen isn't really a healer... Remember in FOTR when she said they had to get Frodo to Elrond...?))

((But she was able to pass on enough of her power to keep him going. All elves have a slight healing power, or so i've heard. So she should be able to help this.))

Tela forced a smile. "Yes, it is" she said before wincing.

Dagaron didn't feel safe at all now. He unsheathed his sword and circled the woods lining the meeting area, looking for anyone else that might be waiting for another shot. Once he was sure no one else was around, he walked back to the meeting, and sat a few spaces from where Arwen was working on Tela's arm. He could tell from the hazyness in her eyes, that the poison would have seriously begun to hurt her, had Arwen not started when she did. He gave her a look at asked 'Are you ok?'

Tela nodded but that only contriuted to her Dizzyness. She steadied herself in her chair. She winced as the arrow was pulled out and the wound cleaned. She tried not to let her pain show but couldn't help it.

Theomer watched from a distance, his ears perked for any sign of danger.

"That should do it," she said as she wrapped a bandage around her arm.

Tela forced a smile. "Thanks" she said. She noticed the pain was slowly leaving.

((ok I'm going to make up a plot and people can add onto it... Help me out here))
((I shame my family name... Making up part of the history of Middle Earth... Ah well somebody's gotta do it))

Lord Elrond stood and called for attention. "Now that we are all present, and healed... I would like to begin.

"Many of you know not why you are here. This is to be expected. Those of you whom I speak of do not even know that people know of their existence.

"Today, we are gathered because we face a great evil, one almost as great as the Dark Lord Sauron himself. He, or it, is called Gamonhorr. He is another of Sauron's servents, much like the Witch King, and the Nazgul.

"Sauron, in all his cowardly hatred, seeks this time to capture the elf havens--Mirkwood, The Gray Havens, Lorien, and... Rivendell. Which he will strike at first, is unknown. He controls some ten thousand orcs, five hundred Dunlendings, and ten of the great beasts of war known as Mumakil.

"As we speak, he has come to control the area called South Gondor. But Gondor, he has been promised, will be taken by Sauron in due time. So he turns his eye instead upon the elven havens. The time of the elves in Middle Earth has come and gone. We are weak. We cannot possibly defend our borders against such a force. Once they are out of his way, men are all that separate Sauron from victory. Which is why you are here. There is one representative from each major kingdom. I have called you here to ask a favor of your races..."

Dagaron was familar with the threat that had been baring down on the elves, but had only heard rumors of the power behind it. He stood to face Elrond. "Sir, I am but a Ranger, and I do not speak for all of the human race. But you have my alligance until the end. But sir, why did you call on me, and Tela, and Theomer(spelling?)? We are but loners in this world."