One Ring. Accidental Voice

[spiderbait]

Sam? Samwise Gamgee?

... What an awful mistake I've made. Things all went black, and a sharp pain filled me, deep in my back and heart and encompassed me whole. This place, it isn't the place I left. This is not the tunnel, not even the mountain pass.

This strange book, and these strange wings... what has happened to me? More aches, pains unfamiliar, are stuck in me, now. They run not as deep, but are strong enough for remembering. My task... no guide, no companion, my Sam... not even the voice in my head to give me any guide. The weight of the eye is gone, but now what am I to do?

Sam, oh Sam, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry...

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[Voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

... I can't say I can be sure, right now. Everything was so swift and fuzzy.

Who are the Malnosso?

[harthad.livejournal.com]

Are there a number of you here? What are you?

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

The Malnosso are our captors.

There's some debate still over whether or not they're the ones who brought you here, but they are the ones responsible for keeping the village comfortably supplied while at the same time being responsible for virtually all our misery here.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

I'm [It's okay to admit this much, right?] I'm a human. There's a lot of us here, as well as some of other species. I don't- [Think there are any other hobbits around.] think I've met very many since I've been here, though.

[voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

... I believe I'll be alright to find it. I won't need help. [ Even if he does, he can't trust these people yet, his shirt is missing and there is only so much he can do to keep the ring from their grasp in this weakened state. ]

[Voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

... From your words, I am to presume this isn't a fortune upon me at all. [ Not that he remembers fortune. The feel of grass, in itself, is at least a comfort to him. ]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

Humans? Are you of G--

... I already forget, this is not my home at all. Far from it. Nevermind it. Who are you?

[voice]

[chaincutter]

When you do, you'll want your things. Check the shops. The explanation is less trying when clothed and armed.

...And when delivered by a person, not a talking book.

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Well, I know the wings can ache quite a bit, especially that first day. It's rare that we get new arrivals who are actually injured...but I wouldn't put it past our captors.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

I'm Ingrid. [And she's a little calmer now.] It's not my home either. Where are you from? [It seems like a polite thing to ask, under the circumstances.]

[voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

They've been taken to be sold? I don't have a coin to me, with them gone.

That... would be much less unsettling.

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

For most of the month?

It can actually be quite nice, here.

The last week of every month? That's when it gets...unfortunate.

[And, y'know, any other point at all if the droids decide to drag you off, but Giles decides that he's probably traumatized the New Feather enough for now.]

[Voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

The wings... how did they get there?

[harthad.livejournal.com]

I... I am Shirefolk. [ He is trying to gauge what is safe to admit to these people. ]

[voice]

[chaincutter]

There is no coin here. Just take them. They're your possessions.

[voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

I-- very well. [ He sounds unsure. This place makes so little sense to him. Maybe he has lost his mind. He would not be surprised, anymore. ]

[voice]

[chaincutter]

If you've questions, I may answer them.

[voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

That would be very kind of you, sir.

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

The Malnosso -the scientists who have us trapped in this realm- put them there. They're both a translator and a lifeline. You want to make sure they're not harmed at all costs.

[Voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

[ Science? That is not something even remotely familiar to those of Middle Earth, let alone the Shire. ]

A kind of magic, then?

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

I'm from Earth. Um... Connecticut.

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Sort of, but not one I understand well. It's nothing like mine.

Do you need help being guided to town? I wouldn't want to see you lost.

[acclimatized]

[ John's pinged by how distressed he sounds and replies. ]

You're in Luceti. Do you need some help?

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

A voice? [so, so curious about that... but--aches and pains.] Are you hurt, sir?

[Voice]

[harthad.livejournal.com]

... Is it really so patterned?