2. The Arrival by Larner
For Linaewen for her birthday.
"Daro!" came the command.
Boromir stopped, uncertain as to what to expect next. Half a year he'd taken on this foolish quest, and now he was being halted in Elvish from proceeding on into the valley he'd so long sought? He'd lost his horse long ago, in Tharbad; he was now losing his patience as well.
"Who are you?" he was asked in Sindarin.
"Boromir son of Denethor, Lord Steward of Gondor. I come on behalf of my father and people to seek the advice of Elrond Peredhel, thought the greatest of loremasters."
The guards considered him, then said, "Enter."
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