He had experience as a soldier, and had just come from a war. From the middle of one. He was needed there, desperately so, but he saw a high need for his skills here as well. He'd failed there, somehow the Enemy seemed to have won right before he woke here. Unless the message was right and time was frozen until he was returned, somehow.
Elrond may as well have been born entirely human after all that had been done. It felt wrong, but Gilgalad's herald refused to let that stop him. He couldn't feel what earth, air, and water there was. The creatures all around were silent to him.
Teeth clenched, he slashed his sword forward, out, and down as a sharp example and called out instructions in a carrying voice.
6.
Patrolling helped a little, it got him out and about. Even if he had to wear the uncomfortable 'space suit', which had taken some adjusting. How he walked. How he fought. How he moved in general. Elrond had even taken to binding his long hair back, though only when he was in the blasted suit.
It was an easy path he was patrolling just then, and had been sent out on his own because with his skills he'd be fine. But he hadn't been raised by Feanorians for nothing, he knew better than to drop his guard, ready to put arrow to strung bow or reach for sword if they got too close. A temporary measure, but still better than nothing.
More than what some souls had.
Movement caught his eye and he immediately drew several arrows, whirling to aim - though only firing when he was certain it was an enemy and not an ally.
Elrond Half-elven | Tolkien
He had experience as a soldier, and had just come from a war. From the middle of one. He was needed there, desperately so, but he saw a high need for his skills here as well. He'd failed there, somehow the Enemy seemed to have won right before he woke here. Unless the message was right and time was frozen until he was returned, somehow.
Elrond may as well have been born entirely human after all that had been done. It felt wrong, but Gilgalad's herald refused to let that stop him. He couldn't feel what earth, air, and water there was. The creatures all around were silent to him.
Teeth clenched, he slashed his sword forward, out, and down as a sharp example and called out instructions in a carrying voice.
6.
Patrolling helped a little, it got him out and about. Even if he had to wear the uncomfortable 'space suit', which had taken some adjusting. How he walked. How he fought. How he moved in general. Elrond had even taken to binding his long hair back, though only when he was in the blasted suit.
It was an easy path he was patrolling just then, and had been sent out on his own because with his skills he'd be fine. But he hadn't been raised by Feanorians for nothing, he knew better than to drop his guard, ready to put arrow to strung bow or reach for sword if they got too close. A temporary measure, but still better than nothing.
More than what some souls had.
Movement caught his eye and he immediately drew several arrows, whirling to aim - though only firing when he was certain it was an enemy and not an ally.
7. Make up your own scenario!