Title: Adding Insult to Injury
Characters: The sons of Elrond
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
Adding Insult to Injury
“The Rohirrim have a tradition of guising at the equinox,” Elladan said. “There is some mystery to the equality of day and night that causes them to dress as the ghosts of their past… or caricatures of their enemies.”
“So when we stumbled…” Elrohir got no further.
“We never stumble. We walked slowly…”
“Walked slowly into the hamlet on that night, hoping for a chance to rest…”
“We were beaten off, unwanted, from the first house we approached…”
“And he was nearly crippled by a blow to his knee…”
“By a small goblin, and his grandmother, wielding a frying pan!”