1. Just Another Misadventure
He is brave, tall, bold and strong,
Wise, noble, and true,
And he is caught in a fight with ten slave-traders,
Slashing, stabbing, jabbing.
Aragorn thinks to himself,
This is going rather well.
A slave-trader opens his wide mouth,
wrinkled malicious smile,
Useless little ranger runt,
Weak and pathetic,
Your parents should have fed you to
A passing Warg or beast like that,
On the day you were born,
And rid themselves of much trouble.
This is what you get, he says,
Feeble little wimps like you,
Who can't fight to save their skins,
But are stupid, or perhaps so noble that they
Interfere with us.
Now Aragorn is livid
Being brave, tall, bold, strong,
And a lot of other things besides.
Evil spawn of evil, you,
How dare you have the temerity to
Even suggest such things?
But Aragorn still does not win through,
Though he is brave, strong and what-have-you,
The slave-trader jeers at him,
As his face turns the colour of
A beetroot (or a bit more purple).
Gentlemen, please, we can work this out,
And avoid what seems to me,
Is about to expand and become
A quasi-lethal situation.
Then the face of the man in front of Aragorn,
Ugly, crooked, leering,
Registers an expression of shock and then appears to sprout
Aragorn spins around in glee.
"Legolas!" he cries.
The slave-traders cackle and rub their hands,
Here's easy prey, they think.
For any friend of a weakling is obviously
Not too strong himself.
And so it is a surprise to them,
When their prey does not live up
To their expectations,
Instead choosing to
Kill them instead.
Legolas helps his friend to his feet,
Aragorn the bold-brave-noble-wise,
Whatever happened to you back there,
Bold, brave, strong, wise Dúnadan?
Aragorn looks at him,
I was already injured.
And passes out.
*mad applause, please*
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