Inkling - by Elwen
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B2MeM Challenge: Bingo OC- B5 Scribe
Format: Drabble
Genre: n/a
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Elessar, OC
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): n/a
Summary: Tolkien doesn't tell us how Frodo recuperated from losing a finger
I don't own the setting or the people (other than the poor scribe). They all belong to JRR Tolkien.
“He sent me away, Majesty.”
Elessar waived the young scribe upright. He hoped he never grew used to such obeisance. “Did he give you a reason Master scrivener?”
“The Ringbearer seemed somewhat vexed sir. I fear I was too busy ducking to determine the precise nature of his displeasure.”
“Ducking?”
“He threw an ink pot,” the youth complained. The scribe turned to display a large stain upon the back of his tunic.
Elessar smiled. Frodo Baggins was absolutely determined to remaster use of a pen with his damaged hand. His grip seemed better today. That pot must have been heavy.
END
Format: Drabble
Genre: n/a
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Elessar, OC
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): n/a
Summary: Tolkien doesn't tell us how Frodo recuperated from losing a finger
I don't own the setting or the people (other than the poor scribe). They all belong to JRR Tolkien.
“He sent me away, Majesty.”
Elessar waived the young scribe upright. He hoped he never grew used to such obeisance. “Did he give you a reason Master scrivener?”
“The Ringbearer seemed somewhat vexed sir. I fear I was too busy ducking to determine the precise nature of his displeasure.”
“Ducking?”
“He threw an ink pot,” the youth complained. The scribe turned to display a large stain upon the back of his tunic.
Elessar smiled. Frodo Baggins was absolutely determined to remaster use of a pen with his damaged hand. His grip seemed better today. That pot must have been heavy.
END