Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 6 Gandalf

Gray Harbor.

In the government affairs hall made of white boulders.

A tall old man in a gray hemp wizard robe was talking to Shipbuilder Cirdan.

A staff with gemstones stuck in the top is leaning on the chair next to it.

And our master of the Gray Harbor obviously knows the gray-robed wizard. Facing the gray-robed wizard's narration, Cirdan listened to the warning from the wizard from afar with a solemn expression while lowering his head gently, his long beard thus Little by little, it hit his chest.

"Dear Cirdan, even though I saw the fireball from the sky half a month ago, even though I saw it as far away as the southern wilderness, there are even more discussions in the world."

"Some people worry that this is the clarion call for the resurgence of evil!"

"The shadows in the east are deep. Some people heard that in the depths of the Ash Mountains and Shadow Mountains, the old saying of the Devil's Cave reappeared. The dark minions that were once defeated by the army of the Central Continent Good Alliance are about to move!"

"Someone saw a group of well-equipped and powerful half-orcs riding a wolf, coming out day and night towards the north! They crossed the Death Swamp, detoured through the eerie Mirkwood, crossed the Anduin River, and entered the rare The Misty Mountains, disappearing into the mountains..."

The gray-robed wizard Gandalf, also known as Mythrandil among the elves, raised his head, with a worried expression on his wrinkled old face.

"It worries me a lot."

The gray-robed wizard said: "Because at the same time, my eyeliner in the south of the Misty Mountains told me that evil figures came from the depths of Kazadum (what we call the Moria mines), and some sinister The fierce and ferocious minions of darkness are haunting the gates of the mines of Moria. They ride wolves or wield axes and knives, pretending to be robbers, threatening the vast area from the south of the Eastern Road to the west of the Baranduin River. It seems to be sketching some evil plan..."

The enthusiastic wizard took out an old bong, groped out of the tobacco pouch with a frowning expression, and took out two twists of high-quality tobacco from the southern Shire, and stuffed it into the pipe.

He gestured to the owner of Gray Harbor in a friendly manner.

Cirdan knew what he liked, shook his head, and signaled him to enjoy it.

So Gandalf rubbed out two sparks with his fingers, and quickly lit the tobacco.

He took a deep breath, and the soft and mellow white smoke immediately swirled around his throat and nasal cavity, turning into magical smoke rings, which he spit out.

These smoke rings grew bigger and bigger in the air, one layer after another, but they didn't break, until the smoke rings floated out along the high beam roof of the government affairs hall, and then faded away.

"This is the new shredded tobacco produced in the Bucks of Shire in the spring of this year. Well, it's different when you smoke it. Honorable Lord Cirdan, why don't you take a sip?"

Cirdan, as the first foresighted elf who saw the true face of the wizard and entrusted Naya, the ring of fire among the three elves, naturally knew what kind of temperament he was. The master of Gray Harbor sighed and called the wizard The divergent thinking is pulled back.

"Gandalf, business, business!"

He said so.

The sorcerer said ah, showing a shy expression, he knocked the pipe that had been burned out, and put it back into the spacious wizard robe as if by magic, and said in a serious way: "Yes, yes, Where did I just say..."

Cirdan sighed a second time.

"Ah, I remembered!"

The witty (or unreliable) old wizard knocked his matted white hair, and his dirty beard trembled like a squirrel's tail.

He glanced at the master of Gray Harbor, and sorrow once again surfaced on his old face: "The orcs in the north and south seem to be united."

He said: "In a place we can't see, a new kingdom of darkness is rapidly rising. In addition, the humans in the dark land seem to have become more irritable under the instigation of a certain force. Their greedy eyes are constantly looking around. It is very likely that the ultimate goal of these dark forces is the stronghold of the elves in the north, the great and free Mythrond!"

"When I realized this, I rode on a fast horse and ran for ten days and ten nights. Finally, I rushed to Gray Harbor before the claws of darkness stretched into Shun Bend, so as to alert the master of this place, the great shipbuilder. The rightful successor of the northern elves, Lord Cirdan!"

Speaking of this, the gray-robed wizard finally stood up and bowed seriously to the owner of Gray Harbor. His old face couldn't hide the wizard's star-like eyes.

With a gorgeous headdress strung together with fine sapphires on his forehead, and wearing a brown and exquisite silk robe, the Master of Gray Harbor frowned, sitting on the main seat carved from a birch tree in the center of the government affairs hall, without saying a word.

"Respected Lord Cirdan!"

The gray-robed wizard couldn't help but raise his voice, looking anxious.

Only then did the master of Gray Harbor sigh helplessly for the third time.He frowned and asked, "So, Mithrandil, what do you want me to do?"

The gray-robed wizard regained his energy, and he said quickly: "Respected Lord Cirdan, I would like to ask you to send sentry cavalry to patrol the western region to the area of ​​the Barandui River, so as to prevent the half-orc wolf cavalry from the east from invading the north!"

"In addition, I hope you can prepare your soldiers and repair your armor!"

The wizard waved his hands vigorously, like a general commanding thousands of horses, he talked endlessly in front of the master of Gray Harbor: "Because I found that from the moment I arrived in Gray Harbor, the vigilance of the northern elves My heart was so low that I was dumbfounded. The guards didn't realize that there was a stranger in the hall until I entered the gate. I have to say, this is very disappointing..."

"How many years have passed since the First Battle of Fornoster, have the northern elves fallen to this point?"

"Dear shipbuilder, I don't want to comment on your policy of governing the country, but don't you think that you have been too slack in the past 1000 years? The age of the elves has not completely passed. Although the light of Valinor is sacred and eternal, But here and now is the home of the elves..."

The master of Gray Harbor kept a straight face and said nothing.

It's not that he doesn't believe in wizards, it's just that...

Since around 1000 of the third era, the future leader of the Holy White Council, the white-robed wizard Saruman first landed on the land of Central Continent, and the figure of Ishtar (wizard) began to appear frequently in the historical documents of Central Continent.

Some of them are good at communicating with all things, some are good at charm with words, and some are good at wielding swords!

No one knows where they came from and where they went, only that in history, these wizards have been guiding the people of Central Continent to fight against the darkness.

Some of them even went deep into the east and launched a fierce confrontation with the dark forces there, but ended in failure.

In the end, only the names of the last three wizards were found in the literature.

One of them is naturally the current white-robed wizard Saruman. He has been stationed in Isengard in the pass of Rohan all year round, monitoring the dark forces in the east, lest the former dark minions come back.

And the mysterious brown-robed wizard Radagast prefers flowers, birds, fish, insects, forests, and streams. Living in no fixed place, coming and going without a trace.

Finally, the most well-known of the three wizards, and also the one who is most enthusiastic about interfering in human and elf affairs, is the gray-robed wizard who is standing in front of the master of the Gray Harbor at this moment!
His real name was Olorin.He is the wisest one among Maiya, and he was ordered by Manwe to come to Central Continent as one of the Istars to help the people there fight against Sauron.

It’s just that after Manwe begged Yiru to take action to destroy the western expedition army led by the last king of the Numenoreans, Al Phalazon, and the island of Numenor, Valinor separated from Arda and ascended to the outer ring overseas. , So far, the Western Holy Land has completely severed the physical connection with Mortal Middle-earth.

The elves must pass the test of the Valar before they can reach the holy land in the west through the "straight route" and enjoy eternal happiness.

And Vera and Maia want to come to the mortal world of Middle-earth, and they also need to accept the suppression of the rules of the world, so as to avoid another collapse of the mortal world of Middle-earth.

Therefore, this is the strange situation where Saruman and Gandalf, who are Maia, must walk in Middle-earth as Ishtar (wizard), losing most of their power.

Among them, Aurora, whose alias is Gandalf, roamed in Middle-earth for a long time, made friends with many free people, and gained a legendary reputation.

It's just that, at the same time, after a long period of time, the gray-robed wizard has also acquired some 'bad' habits.

Smoking, drinking, hot...well, not this one.

Maybe it's because human beings are too complicated, dwarves are too stubborn, and elves are too proud. Wizards sometimes like to exaggerate things a little in order to intimidate those they want to persuade. Well, this is wizards. common problem.

Chattering, chattering, annoying.

Once or twice was okay, but after more times, the self-esteem of the leaders of the kingdoms in Central China was still hurt by them, so the king began to fear the power of the wizards, and at the same time, these people also began to feel disgusted by the boastful talk of the wizards and contempt.

Even Cirdan has heard about this.

Therefore, the owner of Gray Harbor couldn't help thinking in his heart, how much truth the wizard said, and how much exaggeration...

As if he sensed that the master of Gray Harbor was wary of and disapproving of his suggestion, the wizard's eyes lit up, and his plan appeared.

"in addition!"

He said.

"I want to meet the man who fell from the sky."

At this time, just right.

Dragon Bourne walked in.

"Lord Cirdan."

The tall young man with the pseudonym Dragon Bourne (Dragonborn) bowed to the master of Gray Harbor on the main seat, "Good day."

Cirdan, who was being annoyed by the gray robe wizard, suddenly showed a happy smile.

He said in Sindarin: "Good day, Okoriam."

Gandalf looked very surprised at the giant who was almost not much shorter than the troll, and a pair of naked eyes stared at Dragon Bourne's bewitching golden vertical pupils.

(End of this chapter)