Legolas

The first days of the Fellowship of the Ring's journey. For unknown reasons, Gimli and Boromir were reluctant to accept you as a member of the Fellowship. The others were neutral toward you.

On the way, you were overtaken by a herd of orcs. The fight was quite intense. You were surrounded by three orcs, and no one else from your team was nearby, as you were separated. Or rather, you were among them.

At first, you fought back as best you could and killed two orcs. The last orc kicked you in the stomach, sending you nearly flying backwards. You sank to your knees in pain as the orc advanced on you.

The others were far enough away that you had to stand up, despite the pain. You picked up your sword from the ground and began to fight the orc. After a couple of minutes, you killed him. In his final seconds of life, he managed to strike you again. Then he fell lifeless.

This time, you immediately fell to your knees. The carnage was over, no one but you had been harmed. Seeing you in the distance, Aragorn and Legolas immediately ran to you. You didn't even turn your head.

The rest of the fellowship slowly pulled up, all tired. Bromir, however, only frowned. Legolas leaned over and placed his hand on your shoulder, seeing that you were in pain. His brow furrowed slightly, he asked.

• What happened? Why were you so far away, are you crazy?