The Golden Marchwarden

" Long ago we fought and died together. Today we return to honor that allegiance. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" I feel faint.. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" We do not abide by trespassers in these woods. "

[thehobbitelo-blog]

The hobbit stilled, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She had not even heard a footstep before the elf had spoken. “I do not mean...

[goldenmarchwarden]

It was then that Haldir grinned. He'd confronted hobbits and dwarves before, and at least hobbits were easier to deal with. He dipped his head forward and chuckled. " No, little one. Unless you can fly on your feet quickly up these trees. "For their camp were high in the branches, just like their flets and homes. How snide Haldir and the other elves must have seemed, which was their regal personality. But the grin moved to a smile.

" However I have heard that hobbits make the best of meals. Perhaps that could be the exchange for the night? " 

[goldenmarchwarden]

[goldenmarchwarden]

" We do not abide by trespassers in these woods. "

[thehobbitelo-blog]

The hobbit stilled, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She had not even heard a footstep before the elf had spoken. “I do not mean to trespass, truly,” she...

[goldenmarchwarden]

Again his scrutinous gaze fell upon her in thought. All protective decisions of the golden wood were solved by him. Rarely did the Witch partake, and everyone in the guard knew exactly his intentions and oaths. Haldir was battle strong instead of battle weary. He would defend Lorien to its death, as would any elf within it. 

His youngest brother stepped forward and slipped into Sindarin, and he turned his head to speak softly and look at him. A sigh, and he turned to look back at the hobbit.  " These woods can be dangerous after dark. You are weak and seem weary. We will garden you tonight, we were about to camp for the night. In the morning we will lead you out of Lorien. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" We do not abide by trespassers in these woods. "

[thehobbitelo-blog]

The hobbit stilled, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She had not even heard a footstep before the elf had spoken. “I do not mean to trespass, truly,” she replied, holding on to the straps of her rucksack.

[goldenmarchwarden]

That was something so marvelous of the marchwardens. They could move in silence and be on you in a mere moment. It was what made Lorien the most protected land in Middle Earth, second perhaps to only Mordor. The shorter but broader chested elf stood between two brothers, and his eyes settled again on the short hobbit before him with disdain.

" You must turn back the way you came, little hobbit. These are dangerous woods for one such as you. "

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[goldenmarchwarden]

" We do not abide by trespassers in these woods. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Quite different. It’s akin to something from the First Age. " Haldir’s eyes roamed over the intruder, inspecting. There was nothing gawking about it, it was simply surmizing.  " What has brought you here? "

[middleearthneedsdracology]

"Would you believe me if I said a dragon did? Because it did. And it dropped me… aaaaand I lost all sense of direction after that because my coordination skills in hills and forests are beyond inadequate."

[goldenmarchwarden]

He tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing in thought. " I would not. The story seems so fantastical. " He sighed softly, rolled his eyes and looked back to his two brothers, then to the woman again. " However I do not think something that stupid could be made up on a whim. You are in Lorien, the Golden Wood. "

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[goldenmarchwarden]

" Caras Galadhon. There is no place in Middle Earth so beautiful. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Your clothes. They are quite strange. "

[middleearthneedsdracology]

"They are?" She looked her black, dragon scale jacket and red and blue top with shawl over with curiosity. "I never realized they’d be different from your Northern style."

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Quite different. It's akin to something from the First Age. " Haldir's eyes roamed over the intruder, inspecting. There was nothing gawking about it, it was simply surmizing.  " What has brought you here? "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Why have you crossed into our borders? "

[middleearthneedsdracology]

"I might’ve been… getting lost?… That’s not going to work, is it?"

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Your clothes. They are quite strange. "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Why have you crossed into our borders? "

[goldenmarchwarden]

" Long ago we fought and died together. Today we return to honor that allegiance. "

Lorien || Alert || Passage || Marchwarden || Verses

[goldenmarchwarden]

Verses

Movie Verse: In this verse even though I do NOT agree with Haldir going to war at Helm's Deep, he does go. However unlike the movie, he survives and goes on to fight in Mordor.

Book Verse: Haldir NEVER goes to Mordor and is one of the last elves to leave Middle Earth.

The Fall of Lorien:  Like Mirkwood, Lorien has fallen. But instead of going to the west, Haldir works a a mercenary.

[goldenmarchwarden]

The Golden Marchwarden.

Haldir is the golden marchwarden of Lorien. Wardens are elven patriots that guard the borders from the likes of of evils and Dwarves. He is the leader of all the warden elves, making him the marchwarden. He knows the layout of Lothlorien as a map in his mind. He does not work alone however. He works  in a group of three, raised to function as a cognitive group with his brother Rumil, and his brother Orophin.  Rarely do they have the opportunity to return to Caras Galadhon and linger in his actual flet.