Legionship of the Ring

[iamresponding]

Who| All the people that volunteered for this part of the plot
What| Legionship of the Ring
Where| Outside of Moria
When| If relevant, like if you want to note it's after an event.
Warnings/Notes| N/A

At the Ford of Bruinen they left the Road and turning southwards went on by narrow paths among the folded lands. Their purpose was to hold this course west of the Mountains for many miles and days. The country was much rougher and more barren than in the green vale of the Great River in Wilderland on the other side of the range, and their going would be slow; but they hoped in this way to escape the notice of unfriendly eyes. The spies of Sauron had hitherto seldom been seen in this empty country, and the paths were little known except to the people of Rivendell.

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[walkingballpit]

"I'm a lot more adorable when I'm not a runt!" It was his way of claiming the teasing for himself. They can't call him runt if he does it first.

It's a good thing Victor doesn't find a camera, because Robbie would not have been a willing participant in any photos currently. He took a moment to glance himself over, anyway, now that hair and selfies have been mentioned. His own hair was shorter, but that hardly seemed important in comparison to being shorter. His clothes felt rough, like the homespun his mom brought home from South America. There was a wicked-looking knife sheathed on his belt, though.

And he saw that, Vance. He's going to kick Vance's shins at the first opportunity. "I don't know. I've got no idea what's going on, but I am totally keeping this knife. What do you think it is?"

[bachido]

"You look like a normally sized person to me," Kubo joked, given that they were now the same height. And he hadn't had to change size at all.

He hadn't noticed that his ears were pointed yet, but he had noticed the bigger, hairier feet. And the way the Sword Unbreakable was camouflaged as a much shorter, leaf-shaped blade, the red of his robes gone to earthier tones, and the fact that there was some other short, pointy-eared, bare-footed guy nearby that Kubo hadn't met before, but felt like he needed to maybe help out or protect or something.

"What kind of story is this?" he asked, looking around at the unfamiliarity of, oh. Everything.