Lord Of The Rings Bag End Novels & Stories

I felt a flush creep up my neck. “I’m just helping out.” “I thank you for your idea.” He said. He finally brought his hands from behind his back. “And because you have been a loyal chef to this crown... I found this.” My breath hitched. In his large hands was my bag. My colorful synthetic fabric. It was the bag I had lost at the cliff. “My bag!” I gasped. I moved forward. My hands outstretched to grab it. Alaric was fast. He raised his hands high above his head. He used his massive height to keep it out of my reach.

While he is trying to compose himself, she removes the ropes that bind his feet, and then goes to search among the things of the creatures for something useful. Like an authentic fox, he discovers several gold coins, which she keeps. She also discovers a cloth bag with a handle which is perfect for transporting the egg. Before the dwarves wake up, they return to the clearing, grab the egg, which they place in the bag. Lucifron puts his shirt back on, and leaves again, carried by Zog's wings. The portal that showed the Luna closes.

She glanced at me, and I nodded. Torin snorted, then finally turned to me, extending his hand. “Congratulations, friend.” Laughing, I stepped toward him, and he pulled me into a bear hug. Kaira chuckled, then meaningfully cleared her throat. Freeing myself from Torin's grip, I walked over to Aura and unstrapped the two bags from her saddle. “We have something more useful than the bonds right now…” I placed the bags on the ground and opened one of them. “The Moon Tears!” someone shouted.

He stared at us with fury as the First King raised his sword and told him that the ancient war was ending. “No,” Eryndor said. “It has only begun.” He raised both hands, and the darkness behind him opened like a massive wound in the air. Something began pulling at the chamber, dragging stones, weapons, and broken pieces of the throne toward the opening. The First King attacked, but Eryndor blocked the strike and threw him across the chamber.

"Lord Delmar does not give gifts to enemies; he gives snares, traps. Dragons have a peculiar reaction to gold as you well know." Seth swallowed as he remembered what happened with Ale in the vault. "I wouldn't be surprised if that cube ends up being your downfall," Lord Borden finished ominously.

Cerys carefully paints herself as the selfless daughter selling her own treasures to save her family, while framing me as the vicious, money-hungry leech who lacks all gratitude. I narrow my eyes, reaching out to sweep the shining pendant off the timber table without hesitation. Then I glance down at her rare beast-hide handbag and speak with absolute composure. "I think that silk dress would fetch a heavy sum at the trading post... and that beast-hide handbag too. Isn't that a limited-run piece crafted by the master artisans of the Silverfang Empire? I won't make things difficult for you, sister. You don't need to strip your clothes off in public. Just hand over the bag as part of the linea

After getting back up on the horse, I took one last look at the deserted hell, shoved the tiny bottle in the bag with the other gifts I'd received, and brought out the dragon stone that was already in my bag. Time for the final visit, then Lilith would have herself a visitor.

Becking with his hand, a group of elves stepped forward and bowed before the man. The elf-lord of the Silvan Elves was just about to give them orders concerning the arrangement for Luna's friends when he sensed a familiar presence grace his throne room. "Aragorn, I did it!"

The Dreamer's eye narrowed. The sky darkened. Reality trembled. Yet Elias didn't retreat. Didn't defend himself. Didn't justify his actions. Instead, he simply looked exhausted. The exhaustion of someone carrying a burden for longer than worlds had existed. The End suddenly spoke. Its voice echoed sharply. "Leave." Everyone turned. The shadow stretched across the sanctuary floor. Tense. Threatening. Protective. The End faced Elias directly. "You were never meant to return." Elias looked toward the shadow.

I see something big in the distance, but I can't tell what it is yet. My heart starts to pound, and I feel shocked when I finally see what it is. It is a massive statue of a reaper with at his feet skeletons of what must have been actual people. In front of the reaper, there is a big vortex in the ground. It just looks like a big black hole, and it seems to be the source of the buzzing sound. I get off Eowyn and take her head into my arms, ''This is where we must part ways, my sweet girl. Thank you for being my friend. You have to go back to safety now.''