Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 4 Awakening
The wind in Shuenwan was neither fast nor slow, and the white sails were just full but not too violent.

And the two sides are the last gathering place of the elves in the north - Linton.

It was once the domain of Gil-galad, the last High King of the Noldor, and it flourished for thousands of years until after the siege of Barad-dur in 3434 of the Second Age. After the hero Elendil (the ancestor of Aragorn) was killed in the battle with Sauron, the dark lord, the Lindon elves were defeated.

It was not until Cirdan the Shipbuilder succeeded the former High King of the Noldor to rule over this vast realm that the remaining Noldor and Fars regained their honor and responsibility.

The elves once again gathered in Grayhaven, an elf city located at the mouth of the Schoen River. After years of development, the northern elves prospered again.

But, as the elves have a proverb: evil never retreats, and light follows.

In 1975 of the third era, the evil in the east revived. Sauron’s most terrifying subordinate, the Witch King of Angmar, the head of the Nazgul (namely the Nazgul), was ordered to cause turmoil in the north and attacked the human kingdom Aserdan.

Seeing that the human race in the north is about to perish, the third and last king of Gondor No.30 in the south, Ejanur, joined forces with the Lord of the Gray Harbor to lead an army to help the human kingdom in the north, and launched the final battle in Fornoster.

In the end, the battle was won by the combined forces of elves and humans, the witch king Angmar fled, and the evil army under his command disappeared in smoke.

But just as there is no winner in a war, although the coalition of humans and elves defeated the evil forces, the coalition itself suffered a lot of casualties. This made the northern elves, who were about to recover a little bit of vitality, suffer again the sorrow they shouldn't have to bear .

In addition, since the third era, as more and more elves got tired of the never-ending wars and strife in Middle-earth, they chose to cross the sea and return to the overseas fairyland in the west, and there were even fewer elves left in Middle-earth.

Therefore, after the battle of Fornoster, the Lord of the Gray Harbor chose to "close the country" and was only responsible for sending the elves who were tired of the mortal world back to the Western Holy Land, and did not care about other things.

And the northern elves no longer participate in the many disputes in Middle-earth, but hide in Gray Haven, the home of the Noldor and Falas elves that have existed since the second era, and live their last days in the mortal world peacefully and peacefully. Days until the day of finally returning to Valinor, the home of all Elves, the eternal holy land of the West!

This kind of life continued until today, nearly 2000 years after the Battle of Fornoster.

In 2931 of the Third Age, Xia.

A large white ship is sailing in the calm waters of Shuenwan. The elves who are naturally fond of all beautiful things carved more exquisite patterns and hollowed-out ship decorations on the hull, so that the original sailing through the wind and waves, always with seaweed and mud , The big boat accompanied by the humid sea breeze is more like a work of art than a handicraft!

Chirdan the Shipbuilder stood alone at the prow of the ship, constantly looking toward the north shore of Shun Bend.

Because of the reminder from the ruler of the waters, Cirdan asked his fellow ministers to lower half the sail after looking northward for about 150 leagues.

"It should be in this area."

For the homeland where he has lived for countless years, the owner of Gray Harbor should not be too familiar with the topography and hydrology of the northern coastal area. He looked anxiously, unwilling to let go of any suspicious things.

Suddenly, the sharp eyes of the owner of Gray Harbor pierced through a distance of hundreds of meters, and he was the first to discover the alien soul fainted on a shallow beach north of Shuen Bend.

"Quick, there."

As the master of Gray Harbor said, his sharp eyes became excited, and the slightly fishy sea breeze made his beard fly.

The guards who came out together immediately approached the boat.

These tall elves, who wear short sleeves, trousers, and only wear short swords for close quarters, are different from their fellow Silvan elves who love woodland and are better at bow hunting. These Falas elves with darker skin and long silver hair are very Proficiency in lowering sails, reefing, and anchoring, a set of sailors work smoothly, just like the old boatman for many years.

Well, to make a digression, the Falas elves are the best sailors except the western Valinor Farmeri elves, and the relationship between the two is the same race, and both belong to the Teleri tribe.

The difference is that the Falmari elves are the collective name of the Teleri who have arrived in the holy land of Valinor in the west, while the Falas elves are the Teleri elves who have not been to the holy land in the west, but also love the seaside and singing. A collective name for multi-ethnic elves.

Here, before the ship stopped, the owner of Gray Harbor jumped into the waist-high seawater impatiently, and quickly ran towards the humanoid creature not far away.

The guards saw it and hurriedly followed.

Soon, the master of Gray Harbor and his guards came to the man who had apparently fainted from the sky.

"What an incredible creation!"

Cirdan turned his head and said to the loyal guards: "In this man, I even saw the light of the stars! This is destined to be comparable to the great light of the previous kings. The waters rule above, maybe we are in the Middle Continent The last days are coming to an end, because the arrival of this person is destined to end the old era and start a new one! Isn't this worthy of our celebration?"

Because the shipbuilder often talked and drank with Ulmo, Osi, Uni and other Valar and Maia powers, so he was obviously more concerned about the upcoming grand music than Elrond of Rivendell and Luo. The golden couple of Sloreen knew better, and more sensitively at the same time.

The comatose man in front of him had short black hair, handsome and three-dimensional features, and an extremely majestic figure. According to Cirdan's visual inspection, he was at least eight feet tall (nearly 2 meters), taller than the original Númenorean hero, and later Elendil, the Lord of Gondor known as "Long Body", is even taller (historical records show that the king is 6 meters tall).

In addition, the man's limbs are slender, majestic and powerful, and his muscles are like pouring fine steel. Even if you look at it with the naked eye, you can see the amazing power contained in it.

Cooperating with his powerful heartbeat, for some reason, the image of a sleeping giant dragon appeared in the mind of the master of Gray Harbor.

And the loyal guards who followed were also slightly surprised to look at this naked, tall and handsome human being who was obviously pushed to the shore by the waves... Let's call it human, after all, this man His ears looked like short ears, and he marveled at the man's majestic body that was even more exaggerated than the elves' sculptures of the sacred and stalwart Valar handed down from ancient times.

This is a powerful human being.

All the elves who have seen the otherworldly soul body, but have not seen his eyes, all say so.

Shaking his head, Cirdan shook off the unreliable feeling in his mind. In Arda, dragons are evil, but although the man in front of him is unconscious, Cirdan can say with certainty that there is nothing wrong with the strange man in front of him. Without the stench of evil, it is a breath that cannot be eliminated no matter how you cover it up, because it is an ugly expression that should be spurned from the soul.

On the contrary, although it was only the first meeting, it was strange that the master of Gray Harbor had a heartfelt affection for the mysterious man who was in a coma.

Therefore, he ordered the guards to bring this mysterious 'human' back to the ship.

Soon, the elves carried the comatose alien soul back to the big ship.

As a result, the elves who stayed on the boat all looked curiously at the strange 'human' who was carried back by their companions, marveling at the almost perfect and majestic body of this man, but soon, all the elves showed more or less strange faces smile.

Cirdan took the cloak handed over by one of his subordinates, and covered the god-like perfect body of the alien soul, which prevented more people from seeing the naked butt of the alien soul.

"Return!"

The master of Gray Harbor asked for the alien soul to be carried back to the cabin, and then ordered.

As if echoing, when the elves put down their sails again and pulled up the anchor, the gentle ocean monsoon instantly blew up the white sails of the elves, and the ships shot up like arrows, and quickly reached extreme speed.

Now, even these Faras elves felt the joy of the Lord of the Waters. They sang loudly, praising the greatness and benevolence of the King of the Ocean. Era did.

Cirdan listened carefully, wanting to get more information about the man who fell from the sky from the master of waters, but unfortunately, besides raising the monsoon and sending the elves back to Gray Harbor faster, the master of waters did not No more future fragments were revealed to the master of Gray Harbor again.

Helpless, Cirdan had no choice but to return to the cabin, and he quietly stopped by the man's bed for a while before turning around and leaving.

In the quiet cabin, the songs of the elves are melodious and full of rhythm.

Suddenly, a pair of amber-like golden pupils opened suddenly, like lights in the dark night and stars before dawn.

"Huh, finally gone."

The otherworldly spirit looks around and finds itself in what appears to be a ship.

Uh, you asked him how he found out, please, the swaying and unreliable feeling of drifting with the current is still very recognizable when the boat is driving.

In fact, the time for the alien soul to wake up was neither too early nor too late, just at the moment when the master of Gray Harbor came in, his consciousness returned to his body.

then.

Then, Cirdan naturally discovered that the soul from the other world had woken up, because his heart was beating so powerfully, which did not match the beating rate of a comatose person's heart.

Moreover, the elf's keen sense of hearing allowed Cirdan to hear that the moment he stepped into the cabin, the breathing of the people on the bed became a little heavier, plus the tense muscles of the alien soul that were as clear as marble. , Cirdan understood that the soul from the other world had awakened.

However, probably out of some concerns, the mysterious man from the sky chose to continue to pretend to be asleep. Regarding this, the owner of Gray Harbor, who is older than the civilization history of the alien soul's own ethnicity in his previous life, smiled understandingly , turned around and left cooperatively.

(End of this chapter)