The journey south was a long but rather peaceful journey. After a few days marching we had finally reached the fabled home of the Guardians of the Light. At first though I thought we had lost our way as strangely enough people were preparing for a feast I had never seen before, despite the dark times we had ended up in. Nevertheless it wasn’t for me to decide what was proper or not as I wasn’t the leader and I didn’t know their reasoning. After we had some time to rest I met a strange fellow who was struggling to move his cart filled with fireworks. I approached him and asked who he was and what in the world he was doing with such a gigantic load of goodies. He then told me he was Ostulvun, also known as the master of fireworks and that he was preparing for the squad-ceremony. Apparently we had reached the time of the year where these guardians held a tournament of sorts to decide on the composition of squads. Once formed they’d serve as last line of defense against the rising darkness. At first I thought I could simply enjoy the show seeing as I had only just joined up with this group, Olote however had different plans set into place for me.
After Olote had seen the strength and determination I possessed at the last battle she decided to put me amongst the squad-leader applicants. I can still remember the moment I first heard of my un-voluntary application. I started yelling Olote’s name across the whole camp in an attempt to finally find her and pull her reasons for doing so out of her. After a long search I had finally found her and all she said was that she was simply following her gut-feeling. As if a gut-feeling would be enough to decide on how we fight a war. Was a gut-feeling really enough to face the upcoming darkness? All these questions just kept rising up into my mind, not knowing whether she was taking the correct road or not. Nevertheless I finally decided there was no point in trying to find good reasoning, I simply had to belief in her feelings. So in the end I had nothing else to do but to prepare for the trials ahead.
After 2 days of hard training the day had finally come for us to test our leadership abilities. When I heard the terms of the test I was quite amazed at the things we got at our disposal. For each trial 2 applicants were given a total of 7 people under his or her command. Each team then was given a central base of operation and one of 2 objectives. One team was to attack, while the other team defends. The attackers would have to defeat the defenders within a certain time-limit if not the defenders would win the test. Solely attacking however had its risks as the home base was needed to ‘revive’ fallen comrades for a next assault so in the unlikely event the defenders managed to take control of the attackers’ base their support-line would’ve been cut off.
My role in the test was to command the defensive squad. After hearing my objective Olote introduced me to my new squadmembers:
• Ostulvun: this was the strange man I met earlier, but apparently he possessed the power to manipulate nature, this was surely to be an advantage for the upcoming battles;
• Direlthir: this was a nice Elf-archer with sharp eyes and very quick feet;
• Lornac: now this little hobbit was the most curious of all my new squad-members. Somehow he had the ability to sneak past even the sharpest of eyes;
• Isuwulf: he was a man who preferred attacking over defending, this expressed itself in his dual-wielding fighting-style;
• Isudryt: this man was appointed as my second in command because of his previous leadership experience in battle;
• Isumas: well not much to say about this elf other then RUN!! This goes for both allies as opponents as this individual possessed the power to control various elements by use of some kind of stones, how he does it still remains a secret, one I’ll certainly try to figure out one day. Nevertheless when Isumas unleashes one of his gigantic storm it’s best to avoid his surroundings unless you’d want to end like some fried chicken;
• Sythef: now this was one jolly hobbit. Even in the thick of battle he decides to play some relaxing tunes on his various music-instruments and while doing so he’s still able to somehow fight his opponents.
After the short introduction we were given an hour to prepare. Even though this was a short time-period I decided to rather focus on getting to know my squad’s individual strengths rather than to use most of the time to scout the area.
Finally the time had come to step into the arena. Time to step into the battle that’ll decide all our futures.
Saturday, 16 November 2013
Thursday, 24 October 2013
The beginning of an unusual journey It all started a little over a year ago. It was a quiet night, some may say too quiet, when I went on one of my many late night patrols in the Greenfields when I came across some fellow hobbits, of which all were unknown to me at that time. At that moment I was wondering what they were doing, but before I could ask a horrible darkness fell over me as saw a bright light and smoke in the north. Because of this I had no choice but to leave these hobbits alone and to ride towards the light. As I approached the northern reaches of the Shire I knew something was amiss as the closer I got the louder I could hear people screaming. The unthinkable had truly happened as evil had stricken the once so peaceful Shire. Even though I had already realised the seriousness of things, nothing could’ve prepared me for the things I’ve seen once I reached Dwalling. Houses were aflame left and right, the streets were drenched in blood. The worst however were all the bodies in the streets. It seemed like a true massacre with no discrimination of age as they didn’t even spare the smallest of children. However at that time I had no chance to mourn the dead as the evil hadn’t left yet. Only moments after my arrival a barrage of brigands came at me, attempting to silence me before I could warn Michel Delving. Luckily I wasn’t alone as I had my trusted shield and sword. At first defending myself was easy but after I had gotten rid of the first two barrages the evil started attacking even more ferocious as if they we possessed by wild animals. It was at that time I first thought the end was near. One hit after another landed on my shield and bit by bit my defences started falter. I had already started to accept my fate when suddenly a handful of strangers came to my aid. I however didn’t see how they got rid of the brigands as I lost consciousness shortly after their arrival. . A few hours later I finally regained my senses. As I opened my eyes I saw a women sitting next to me. Even though I had many questions of what had happened that night there was one thing I wanted to know for sure, who were these people? After giving me something to eat she introduced herself. Her name was Olote and apparently she was the leader of a group calling themselves ‘The Guardians of The Light’, which was created with a sole purpose, protecting the Free People against the unknown evil which is slowly starting to show itself. After hearing this noble goal I saw nothing left but to beg her to join, it sure was embarrassing at that time. Even more so when she told me she was already planning to ask me to join. It was at this moment my true journey had finally started. At the time I thought the worst was behind me but oh boy I couldn’t have been more wrong as these brigands I faced were like ants compared to the things yet to come. Nevertheless for the remaining part of the journey I knew one thing was for sure I now had friends who’d stand by my side as we faced the horrors ahead. So fear of my defences being too weak again shouldn’t worry me no more as with the help with my fellow guardians I was sure to get stronger. After we all had rested up we decided to go towards one of the many homes of the Guardian of The Lights which was located in the southern part of the Shire.
Introduction Hello my name is Isumaric Microfoot and I’m just one of your everyday hobbits who celebrates the Shire's peace from morning till sunset, or at least that’s what I would wish for. The truth however is one far worse and also one you wouldn’t expect of a mere hobbit. In the next few passages I’ll share with you all my journey up until now as this may be my last chance to do so as evil is getting near. It is time to warn you all for the things we’re holding at bay at this very moment. Even though some may say writing this is insane, I feel I must do so as the things I’ve seen on my journey may be the last chance we have for true peace.
Thursday, 5 September 2013
We’re the guardians of light as you can see. We’re as brave as people can be. We face the horrors. We face the troubles, but here we stand for all to see. We shine a light through your heart. We show the road to wanderers and stragglers as that’s the oath we’ve chosen to uphold We are the guardians of light, the beacon of hope in these darkened times. So do not fear as we are here. So do not fear as we don’t flee from the shadows ahead.
Monday, 19 August 2013
You always said I’ll be fine. You always said I’ll shine like the stars above. But all that changed as you left me here with tears as you faded away. Why the time has come to say goodbye I know not. But ever since when I look up at the sky it’s like you’re waiting there. Waiting till I rise upon the highway of fate. Waiting till I spread the light once given to me.Waiting till I give it all away. Once that time has come all will be as you said. As it was once told I’ll be fine as I can finally share the burden with those who care…
Friday, 9 August 2013
Here I stand, looking back at the past, through the doors of space and time. Here I stand looking back at the mistakes once made. It is at times like this that I see the moment of change has come. A time of reinvention with the intention of leaving the shadows once and for all. A time to rise up high in the sky and become the star that shines so bright it kindles an untameable fire within evereyone’s heart. It’s at times like this where we define whether we shine of simply drink a glass of whine while chances pass by…
Friday, 2 August 2013
Here I stand juggling and struggling to see that smile on your face. But no matter what I may say or do you’ll always use those same old words. You always say, don’t make things complicated and be emancipated by being just friends. Those words felt so strong. Those words flew along like a hurricane. They simply blew me away to another plain. It was like a knife that cuts through flesh and bones right through my heart and soul. But no matter what I’ll always be waiting here to catch you when you fall from those clouds above…