*v* The Chestnut Artillery Support *v*

[Lego XBOX 915]

 

 

 

 

From the mountain on which sits a solitary chestnut tree, one could easily see the smoke of the burning Malin's statue sift through the canopy of Leumaelin. This mountain was one of those enclosing the druidic grove. Upon this mountain also stood along side the tree, a worried girl. Her eyes watched the capital in fear, hearing regular clanging of steel.

 

The wood elf, now a dryad, pressed against her tree, wrapping her arms around it while keeping her back to it. If the elves could be attacked... so could her tree... She clamped her eyes shut and thought of all the possibilities. There was only one she could see, join the fight... for her tree. She turned to it.

 

 

 

 

In the soil beside the beautiful formation was buried her old equipment... A blade ended chain, a cloak, a mask, all which she hadn't used if a good amount of years. She grabbed the blade and chain, but left the rest behind. She then took the time to pick up every single maturing chestnuts which littered the ground. She wore some gloves for the occasion, to avoid the sharp needles which enclosed the delicious fruit.

 

Once prepared she grinned madly, having them in a pouch on her back and in two satchels to either side of her body. She wrapped the chain around her torso and shoulder and dashed off the mountain. She climbed the grand trees of Malinor and reached the canopy where she ran along to the branches above the gates.

 

"Come and get my tree! I dare you..." 

 

She chuckled as she jungled a couple of the brown thorn balls in her gloved hand...

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.