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realmofautumn · 5 months
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we don't talk enough about Gimli being given the title Lockbearer
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tathrin · 1 year
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This doesn’t feel nearly complete enough to be worth posting a whole entry on AO3 for, but I don’t know what else to do with it so...have another fic-snippet, tumblr folks.
This one is set in the Undying Lands shortly after Legolas and Gimli break down the doors of heaven with the power of their love arrive and is inspired by this weird idea I had once about elves and food. And also, unintentionally but unsurprisingly, by Tamora Pierce’s Realms of the Gods.
❧ Ever The Taste of Ashes In Our Mouths ☙
Legolas took a bite of the apple and was so startled he spit it back out.
"What—that—!?"
"Ah!" Angmeril looked torn between amusement and apology. "I had forgotten. Yes," she said, "things taste…different, here in Aman."
Legolas held the apple out before him and stared at it, as though it might be about to transform into some strange and treacherous shape. Gimli looked quickly back and forth between his stricken face and the fruit.
"What is it?" he asked. "What's wrong?"
Legolas shook his head, apparently beyond words.
Gimli looked down at the plate of food in his hands and slowly, carefully, eased it back onto the long table.
"Do not be afraid!" Angmeril told him. "You can eat it. Just—perhaps eat less than you think you want, to start with? The taste can be…" Her smooth, beardless face did something complicated as though she were struggling against some terrible weight to find her words. "Overpowering," she said at last.
"Overpowering," Legolas repeated numbly. "Yes."
Gimli looked at the apple in his hand. The archer's fingers were gripped as tight upon the round red fruit as they had ever been upon his bow.
Galadriel drifted over. Gimli noticed her at once, of course; even here in the Blessed Realms, her presence was like a sunrise. He turned towards her like a flower moving to face the morning's light.
"The Queen of Greenwood speaks the truth, Lockbearer," she told him. Gimli did not see the grimace pass across Angmeril's face at Galadriel's use of her long-defunct title, but he knew it was there; it was always there, when anyone referred to Legolas's mother by anything but her own unadorned name. "Nothing here will harm you, but until you are used to the bounty of Aman it would be prudent for you to exercise moderation."
"I know not why I am surprised, my lady," Gimli said, bowing over a warm smile, "to find that the food here is different than it is in Middle-earth, when even the light itself shines so much more brightly than it ever did at home."
"Different, yes," Galadriel said. "This is almost—almost!—what fruit tasted like before the Fall of the Two Trees," she told them, and her smile held a sadness so ancient as to be almost unfathomable. "All food since then," she explained in answer to Gimli's startled look, "has tasted a little of ashes and loss to elven tongues. Even now, I can taste the trace of ashes in the fruit of Aman—but less, so much less, than that which is grown in the ravaged soil of Middle-earth. Ah, but you," Galadriel continued, cupping a gentle hand around Legolas's cheek, "you have never tasted food from before the Fall, have you child? So you would not know."
She drifted away, leaving Legolas staring after her with wide eyes.
"Well," Gimli said, "I'm going to find out."
He took the apple from Legolas's unprotesting hands and bit off a hearty chunk. He almost choked on the sudden explosion of taste upon his tongue. "This—but this—!" he cried, rather incoherently before managing to swallow. It was an apple, yes, but an apple such as he had never dreamed of before; or an apple, perhaps, that was the very essence of every dream of apples distilled to its strongest, purest essence. He had never tasted the like, and did not know if he would dare ever to again for fear of how it sent him reeling.
The sound of Hobbitish laughter helped to ground him again, and he turned to find old Bilbo walking up, his smile bright and his small eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ah, the first taste! You'll never quite forget that shock, lads," he told them. He looked up at Angmeril. "What did they start with?"
"Apples."
Bilbo's grin broadened. "Apples! That's a very good one. Apples, yes I like that. A splendid choice. Poor Sam, the first thing he put in his mouth when he got here was some of Frodo's potatoes. I thought he was never going to stop crying, thinking that Frodo had so outpaced him in the cooking department!" The old Hobbit chuckled. "It was quite a nasty trick to pull on him, although utterly unintentional of course. He can still barely eat potatoes without grumbling about it."
Gimli laughed and clapped Bilbo on the back. "Well, given that one bite of an apple was enough to nearly knock me off my feet, I'm not sure I'm quite up to Samwise's potatoes yet—but tell him that as soon as I can get myself settled, I'll be more than happy to taste his efforts and delight in them. It has been far too long since I've eaten Hobbit cooking!"
"I can see that just by looking at you, Master Gimli," Bilbo retorted. "But we'll soon get you sorted-out, never you fear. You and your longshanks there!"
Still chuckling, the Hobbit ushered the dwarf away to one of the other tables, no doubt eager to watch him sputter over some other overpowering delicacy of the Undying Lands.
Legolas turned to his mother. "I—I never realized—!"
"That the world you lived in was full of ashes?" Angmeril said gently. "Yes, my little leaf. Ashes and regrets—but joy, too. Was there not joy, too? Bright as Aman is, it has never held the sort of joy that Middle-earth did for me, ashes or no ashes." She clutched his shoulder, her worried eyes fixed on his face. "And you were happy there, weren't you? We tried so hard to see that you were happy."
"Of course I was happy, naneth," Legolas said, sounding almost indignant at the question even as he wrapped his arms around her. "How could anyone fail to be happy under our trees?"
Angmeril thought of all the stories she had heard of the Greenwood since she had been forced from Middle-earth's shores, all the grim whispers and dark tales brought over the Sea after her about Shadow creeping through the trees and driving her people ever farther from the rotten heart of Dol Guldur, the dark citadel that laired like a great and terrible spider in their woods; she thought of the steady trickle of wounded elves sailing to join her here, with their stories of constant battles against fell creatures and fouler things that her people had been forced to fight without her; the battles that her son had grown-up knowing as the only way of life there was. She thought of her Thranduil, desperately trying to hold the Shadow at bay and keep their people safe in the heart of that darkness; thought of her family left behind, beyond the reach of her love or her protection, ever fighting against the dark that had driven her from them. And she thought of her people telling her also of Legolas laughing in those dark trees, unafraid.
She smiled. "I truly do not know."
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carlandrea · 1 year
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'Dark are her words,' said Legolas, 'and little do they mean to those that receive them.'
'That is no comfort,' said Gimli.
'What then?' said Legolas. 'Would you have her speak openly to you of your death?'
'Yes, if she had naught else to say.'
Gimli's adorable little crush 🥺
'"To Gimli son of Glóin," she said, "give his Lady's greeting. Lockbearer, wherever thou goest my thought goes with thee. But have a care to lay thine axe to the right tree!"'
THEE she calls him THEE
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k-she-rambles · 1 year
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To Gimli son of Glóin," she said, "give his Lady's greeting. Lockbearer, wherever thou goest my thought goes with thee. But have a care to lay thine axe to the right tree!"'   'In happy hour you have returned to us, Gandalf,' cried the Dwarf, capering as he sang loudly in the strange dwarf-tongue. 'Come, come!' he shouted, swinging his axe. 'Since Gandalf's head is now sacred, let us find one that it is right to cleave!'
That is SO CUTE
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ceescedasticity · 2 years
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Unforsaken, 4b
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(AO3, lagging behind but more polished)
[Author's note: There might have been something longer ready to share but CERTAIN INDIVIDUALS have not stopped BARKING all evening.]
When we left off: They'd just suddenly realized they were in the position of maybe having to explain the Gimli Lockbearer situation to two sons of Fëanor:
(Actually… maybe they can put this off.)
Elladan: Legolas is Thranduil's son, Gimli is a great elf-friend and hero of the War of the Ring, but the other three will take some explaining.
Celeborn steps up to explain: There was an orc called the Fair Orc who preyed on the people of Dunland off and on for the second half of the Third Age, and if it was the same Fair Orc as in Mirkwood a while earlier, then it used to be Eöl.
Glorfindel: Wait, the Fair Orc was Eöl?
If it was the same Fair Orc then yes.
Turgon: Ulk — who used to be Eöl — was in the Misty Mountains then, yeah.
Celegorm: When he wasn't busy being dead.
They didn't know he had any interest in Dunland, though. Was he doing something unusual?
…He abducted people, mostly young women, and begot several hundred half-human children.
All the orcs: What.
All the orcs: Why.
Glorfindel, in growing horror because he did hear about what the Fair Orc did, and what does that imply: Eöl?
It's not like they had a chance to question him.
Celeborn's best guess is that it's Eöl's… hobby? Chosen craft? Weird compulsion?To hold people prisoner and twist their minds up and, apparently, beget children on them.
Turgon, Celegorm, and Glorfindel are all horrified by the implications for Aredhel.
…Maglor is also quite horrified.
Really everyone is horrified.
Whiterot gets up and walks out.
Elladan: Anyway regardless of who the Fair Orc used to be, about a hundred of his children are still alive.
Sharlinnu: …They're half-elves, aren't they.
Celegorm: How many were there to start with?
Turgon: What… happened to the rest of them?
One, basically yes. It took way too long for anyone to realize it. Some of the darkness of their begetting and birth clung to them, we think, so no one ever looked at them and thought 'half-elf' — it was always 'goblin-men'.
Two, no one knows for sure, probably about five hundred?
Three… a lot of things, really, Dunland isn't an easy place to live even in peacetime and the Men of Dunland disliked them. But there were about three hundred alive when Saruman came recruiting, and told them he was the only one who would ever accept them, and most of them believed him…
Sharlinnu, interrupting: Wait, is that where those so-called 'Uruk-hai' came from?
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milliethesillie · 1 year
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Lady Gladriel: oh Gandalf when you see your friends again i have messages for all of them. Tell Aragorn a cryptic riddle that will save him at the last second from doom, tell Legolass a seagull is going to kill him and tell Gimli to have a lovely day.
I’d be convinced that Gandalf made up that last one to make Gimli feel better if it wasn’t for the fact the message referred to Gimli as “lockbearer”
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holytrickster · 1 year
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I was always really drawn to the part in The Two Towers with Galadriel's message to Legolas:
Legolas Greenleaf long under tree
In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea!
If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore,
Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.
I remember not understanding it; Aragorn's is foreshadowing the whole Paths of the Dead thing and Gimli's makes sense because "Lockbearer", okay, that's about him having her hair, cool--I really didn't understand any of the stuff about the elves sailing into the west, Valinor, any of those details when I first read Lord of the Rings. I was definitely one of those people that initially was all, "wait, why do so many characters sail away at the end?" because I didn't have that understanding yet.
And now that I do, I think it's funny how much these lines still stick in my head--it's like some part of me knew before I really knew, what I really was; what I still am. I always thought that everyone felt this pull toward the ocean every time they left it--every time I'm at the beach and I leave, I feel this ache to go back already. To swim and just keep swimming until I'm across it, I guess, even though I know I won't find what I'm looking for there.
I think some of it is also related to my connection with Aphrodite, but regardless, I've always related strongly to that part of the story; this pull toward a place I can no longer return to. A place I don't even think I ever would have seen.
I guess it's similar to the homesickness I feel sometimes when I'm more in touch with having been an angel, but I don't seem to physically feel that the way I do this. When I miss the forest and the sea and all of it, it's an ache. It's been rough the past few days that way. As much as I'm always glad to discover more about myself, it always means learning about place after place that's been lost to me.
When I really think about the concept of sea longing, I'm just like, "fuck, that's what I feel." And I feel crazy thinking that sometimes, but it's true. It's like having lost a part of myself, sometimes, and there's so much I don't know how to get back.
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sonsofks · 7 months
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Moria Te Llama: The Lord of the Rings: Return to Moria™ Aterriza el 24 de octubre
Rhys-Davies da Voz a Lord Gimli Lockbearer en el Juego de Supervivencia ‘El Señor de los Anillos: El Regreso a Moria™’ de Free Range Games y North Beach Games” ¡Un emocionante regreso a la Tierra Media! El respetado actor John Rhys-Davies retomará su icónico papel como el Enano más querido del mundo, Lord Gimli Lockbearer, en el anticipado juego de supervivencia cooperativa ‘El Señor de los…
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amanlegacy · 1 year
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Gimli's Ultimate Gear Guide: Maximize Your Battle Potential in The Lord of the Rings: Rise to War
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The best gear for Gimli in "The Lord of the Rings: Rise to War" can vary depending on your playstyle and the situation you're facing in battle. However, some general tips to keep in mind when gearing Gimli are:
Defence: Gimli is a tank, so it's important to prioritize his defence in order to ensure he can survive as long as possible on the battlefield. Look for gear that increases his armour, health, and resistance to crowd control effects.
Damage Reduction: In addition to increasing his defence, it's also important to increase Gimli's damage reduction. This will help him better withstand the damage from enemy attacks.
Crowd Control: Gimli has several abilities that can control the battlefield and disrupt enemy formations. Look for gear that increases the effectiveness of his crowd control abilities, such as stuns, roots, and knockdowns.
Attack Speed: Gimli is a melee fighter, so increasing his attack speed can be beneficial in allowing him to deal more damage in a shorter amount of time.
Critical Strike Chance: Increasing Gimli's critical strike chance can increase the damage dealt by his normal attacks and abilities, making him a more effective fighter.
It's important to keep in mind that the best gear for Gimli will depend on your playstyle and the situation you're facing in battle. Experiment with different gear combinations to find what works best for you and your playstyle.
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Optimal Equipment for Gimli
Best Weapons 
(Gold) Axe of Khazadun - with its Cleave ability 
(Purple) Battle Axe - featuring the Flay ability 
(Gold) Hammer of Moria - imbued with the Might of Dwarves 
(Purple) Elven Dirk - with its Pierce ability
Best Armor 
(Purple) Scale Mail - providing Melee Vigour and Gallant 
(Purple) Superior Hauberk - offering Fire Protection 
(Gold) Durins Plate - designed for Tactical Manoeuvres and Dominance (Gold) Warborn Battle Plate - offering Resilience of Soldiers 
(Purple) Quilted Armor - for Focus Protection
Best Helmets 
(Purple) Full Helm - providing Melee Vigour and Inspire 
(Purple) Arnor Casque - with Warding capabilities 
(Gold) Iron Basinet - fortified with Fortitude of soldiers, Fortitude of Dwarves and Resolve of Dwarves 
(Gold) Casque of Submerged Isle - featuring Aegis
Best Accessories 
(Gold) Erebors Pride - providing Iron Guard 
(Gold) Fiddle of the Eldest - with Blitz and Second Wind abilities 
(Gold) Lothlorien Belt - for Iron Guard 
(Purple) Drums of Moria - hastening the Soldiers 
(Purple) Hithain - for Mend ability 
(Gold) Fine Smoking Pipe - featuring the Second Wind ability
Best Blue Gear 
Weapon - Rangers Dagger - with Melee might ability 
Armour - Rough Breastplate - featuring Melee Vigour 
Helmet - Old Casque - with Melee Vigour
Build Guidelines
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General Build (Respect 5 + 4 Wisdom)
Additional Points: Experienced Warrior, Hunt Down, Collaboration
Skill Sequencing: Break Defences, Open Wounds, Whirlwind, All in
Alternative Build (Protect Elves - Respect 5 + 4 Wisdom)
Additional Points: Lockbearer, Protect Elves (Instead of Experienced Warrior, Hunt Down)
Troop Composition: 1250 Guardians, 1000 Ram Riders, 3000 Sentinels
Additional Points: Experienced Warrior, Hunt Down, Collaboration
The "Evil Build" for Gimli focuses on maximizing his damage output in battle. To achieve this, additional points should be allocated in the following ratio: 2 points into Warrior, 1 point into Hunt Down, and 1 point into Collaboration.
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When it comes to assigning points to Gimli's abilities, the recommended skill order is to prioritize Break Defences, followed by Hunt Down, Whirlwind, All In, and finally Collaboration. This skill sequencing ensures that Gimli is able to quickly dismantle his enemies and achieve maximum damage output in battle.
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svenerd · 2 years
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The Lord of the Rings: Return to Moria - Official Announcement Trailer
The Lord of the Rings: Return to Moria – Official Announcement Trailer
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frodo-with-glasses · 2 years
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More Reading Thoughts: The White Rider
Writing guides: “Don’t repeat information that your audience already knows, because it might bore your readers.” Tolkien: “*Bill Wurtz voice* What if I do anyway ~?”
Personally I enjoy watching Aragorn unravel the riddle of what happened by reading signs on the ground. Every time it’s like “Yes! You almost have it! Ughhh but there’s just one detail you’re missing!”
“‘It is old, very old,’ said the Elf. ‘So old that I almost feel young again, as I have not felt since I journeyed with you children.” Legolas you’ve been acting the most like a child out of everyone in the Fellowship save Pippin, shut your face.
Gimli immediately telling the tree over his head, “I’m not gonna use my axe on you! I promise! Just the creepy old man. Not trees! Don’t hurt me plz”
Guess who’s back…back again…Gandalf’s back…tell a friend!
Now we sit down to tell the long, hilarious tale of how Saruman double-crossed both the good guys AND Mordor in his attempt to be the baddest bad guy on the block.
(Also a quick note: the “peril” from which Boromir escaped clearly wasn’t the danger of the orcs—since they obviously killed him—but apparently the possession of the Ring. I guess you could say his body died, but his soul managed to escape enslavement…)
It cracks me up that so many of the people in Middle Earth are totally unaware of each other and write one another off as legends or children’s stories. In just one conversation, Eomer says “wait, that’s REAL??” like three times: for Galadriel, for hobbits, and for Aragorn’s pedigree. Now we have Gandalf telling the Three Hunters about Ents and Aragorn goes, “Wait, ENTS are real??” Like my dudes, create a postal service or something, keep in touch X’-D
I think it’s a testament to how much fanfiction of Bucky Barnes I’ve both read and written that people in this book can just have a PTSD panic attack in the middle of a conversation and I’m like “yeah that checks out”. First Aragorn at the inn in Bree, and now Gandalf at the mention of the Balrog. Did they even know what PTSD was when Tolkien wrote this? Clearly he did, even if the medical community hadn’t given it name yet.
“To Gimli son of Gloin…give his Lady’s greeting. Lockbearer, wherever thou goest my thought goes with thee. But have a care to lay thine axe to the right tree!” OH. MY. WORD. Galadriel’s message to Gimli was a freakin’ dad joke prophecy about not making that dint in Gandalf’s hat. Darnit, lady, don’t make me like you!
SHADOWFAAAAAAAAAAAAXXX
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stormxpadme · 4 years
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heart of mithril, born to win come if you dare, come
"For someone who just blamed me for giving up, you're sounding an awful lot like you can't wait for your own death.” * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * (Tales Untold - a “The Lord of the Rings” series "Tales Untold" aesthetics | "Tales Untold" glossary) * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
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stormwarnings · 3 years
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tag game
Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 authors!
thanks for tagging me @inwiste :D
surprisingly, i do have more than twenty fics published! so gonna go with those (not including wips) - all are linked to the fics if anybody wants to check them out ;)
1. the foxhole hotshots - Neil stood with a duffel over his shoulder, in the horrid heat of California’s late spring, and he stared around the clearing feeling distinctly out of place and off-balance.
2. as a kid my hands were red - Deanna wakes up in a casket.
3. to the clear northern skies - To the clear northern skies, Aslan said, at the coronation of the Kings and Queens of old.
4. things i knew when i was young - Castiel has had the same dream almost every night for eight years.
5. the last of his kind - dior eluchil is born in a green and lovely land under a dark sky and a new moon.
6. that i am left with these aching bones - It does not, of course, escape Maeglin’s attention that he now has what might, in a better world, be called a neighbor.
7. this empty house - When they found Gil-galad’s mother, he did not cry.
8. bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh - Melian was the first maia to marry an elf, in those middling days of the Trees.
9. people like us - Elrond Tar-Minyatur’s twin brother was, for all rights and legal purposes, dead.
10. black, the night that ends at last - In this world, they meet wearing different colors.
11. doubt thou the stars be fire - Neil wasn’t a romantic.
12. may you dance often - luthien is pretty.
13. see your face wasnt quite as i remember - From the records of correspondence between Elrond Peredhel, Lord of Imladris, and Thranduil Oropherion, Elvenking under the Wood –
14. grace to the sky - elwing.
15. from the inside out - the children of elrond have always had too many fëar in their heads.
16. we raise our cups - And so it came to pass that Gimli, son of Glóin, Elf-Friend and Lockbearer and Lord of the Glittering Caves, died in the Undying Lands surrounded by friends of the most unexpected kind, and holding the hand of his beloved.
17. so bright it burns - here’s the thing about elrond and elros.
18. some minor complications - “Here is the issue,” Thranduil said to Gimli, pouring him a considerable amount of wine.
19. and we keep living anyway - Maglor had this dream.
20. safe harbor - Erestor had, generally, over the course of many years, learned how to deal with people.
phew, that was a lot. my favorite is probably 5 or 9 - i kinda like how those sound. the only pattern i can really pull from this is that i have a flair for drama
i am way too tired so hey if you read this far (yea YOU) youre tagged :) thats all
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blcodyhell · 6 years
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get to know me - prompt 6/10: five favourite platonic relationships
4/5: Legolas Greenleaf & Gimli Lockbearer - The Lord of The Rings by J.R.R Tolkien
"Then Eomer son of Eomund, Third Marshal of Riddermark, let Gimli the Dwarf Gloin's son warn you against foolish words. You speak evil of that which is fair beyond the reach of your thought,  &  only little wit can excuse you."     Eomer's eyes blazed,  &  the Men of Rohan murmured angrily,  &  closed in, advancing their spears. "I would cut off your head, beard  &  all, Master Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground," said Eomer     "He stands not alone," said Legolas, bending his bow  &  fitting an arrow with hands that moved quicker than sight. "You would die before your stroke fell."
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