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| The Revenge of the Wood-Elf (Telerius galadh) by Orophins Dottir | 104 Review(s) |
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| Eldanar | Reviewed Chapter: Epilogue 2 on 4/13/2004 |
| Golly that was good!.. why doesn't ada Elladan read me stories like this at bedtime instead of Nana Goose?.. i hope ever so much that there's more to come!!..*smiles sweetly* Eldanar | |
| Eldanar | Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 4/13/2004 |
| Oh... now I know why grand-ada rolls his eyes whenever I run into his study.. I thought it was because he thought I was a pest.. but really it's because I'm blonde! *sucks thumb worriedly* | |
| meckinock | Reviewed Chapter: 4 on 1/10/2004 |
| (Cracking knuckles) Ahem. If you would be so kind, please tell the individual up in my spruce tree to lower his bow. He's scaring the squirrels. If he wants to shoot out my windows so I can claim it on the insurance that would be fine, of course, since I need to replace them anyway... I'll reply to your review (for which you have my thanks) under separate cover, naturally, but since I have been shown to be demonstrably in arrears, and you churn out chapters at a faster rate than I shave my legs, I guess I'd better waste no time get started. Daylight's burning, after all, and we humans need our sleep! I'm all the way up to Chapter 3, you say? All-righty, then. Oh, and we humans also have a saying...be careful what you wish for.. The main reason I don't review more is that it takes incredible effort for me to review without offending anyone! The contrast between the colloquial language of the characters' thoughts and the whatever-the-heck-it-is, Elizabethan (?) English that you taught yourself to annoy your parents that the characters use in dialogue continues to be a brilliantly hilarious device. An absolute stroke of genius. I mean that seriously. Personally, I never went out of my way to annoy my parents; it just happened totally accidentally. Their annoyance at unintentional slights like my inability to remember to unload the dishwasher resulted in enough misery that I never, ever intentionally invoked their ire...but I digress... Loved Legolas's dismay at Glorfindels's estimation of his level of maturity and his saracastic observation: "Legolas, one of the Nine Walkers, Elfling". Continued to love Legolas's observations of Glorfindel ("This was puzzling to Legolas considering what Glorfindel had been through. Balrogs were no picnic, after all"). Basically, I would consider the entire Legolas-Glorfindel exchange a home run. Not being really in tune with elf sensibilities, you understand, I kind of liked the concept that the Mirkwood Elves were a bit distrustful of old Elrond. The guy really needs to get out more. What does he do all day, dust his book collection? No, I guess he has servants for that...though why an elf would be a servant for three or four thousand years is totally beyond me and is one of the bugs I've been placing in Balrog Mama's ear...you may yet regret asking me to encourage her...but I digress... Liked BW's perspective a lot. I've wondered a lot about the custom of naming weapons myself. Like, who but elves would have the inclination to name inanimate objects? I have to remember two different six-digit codes just to get to my desk in the morning, not to mention my ATM number, the passwords I gave my accounts at Amazon and TheNewYorkTimes.com and all of that; who has time to name weapons? It's kind of like my porch goose. My mother keeps giving me outfits for the goose; like I'm supposed to get up every morning and think about what kind of outfit the goose might like to wear today - yellow rain slicker, maybe, or perhaps that lavender spring dress with parasol? I can barely get out of the house myself with shoes that are the same color; like I have time to figure out what the danged goose should wear....Aragorn picked that crap up from the elves...naming weapons; spent more time talking about that damned sword than he did using it...and he got to be the same way with the Eru-cursed horses before the end...but I digress... Not surprised at BW getting ignored by Gil-Galad. Certain ethnic groups, especially those that adhere to religions that we are supposed to be particularly senstitive to at the moment, are like that - won't make eye contact, act like you're some kind of slimy bog creature that will render them ritually unclean to be in their presence; especially if you're female..had that very experience with a gentleman in the freight elevator at our building the other day who had every reason to be civil to me...but I digress... Whoa. Big nasty battle with Men. Bad Men. Really Bad Men. This is quite a dark turn to the story; one that I was not prepared for. Liked the bit with Glorfindel rigging bells on Asfaloth solely to tick off Elrond; he definitely has potential. And so Celeborn decided his everyday duds would be fine to pay Glordindels' camp a visit, huh? Elves sure seem to spend a lot of time worrying about what to wear, don't they? Who does their laundry, I wonder? This is another bug I've been putting in Balrog Mama's ear, by the way....and no cracks about how often we Rangers do our laundry; you try schlepping your shorts down to the riverbank and smacking them on a rock and see how often you feel like doing it! I'll bet it took quite some doing to get Elladan and Elrohir all decked out in Galadhrim livery for that shindig; those boys were so far off the reservation by the time their old ada took the Ship That Don't Come Back Again that I'm suprised they didn't show up in bobby socks and Black Watch kilts...not that it would have been a bad visual image... I'll keep working on it, but given your prolific habits, I expect it'll be the Mayan sixtth cycle before I get caught up! When I get to those stories of yours that are the same but different, what do you recommmend? Alternate chapter by chapter or do the one and then the other? Yours in crime, meckinock Author Reply: Ummm, you have a porch goose? *Elf eyes Ranger with deep suspicion. She hath heard rumours and breathings on the night air, but. . .a porch goose? Shivers and commits her fea to Iluvatar's protection.* This fell beast requires wardrobe changes? Might she suggest an elvencat instead? Elf hath two. They sleep 18 hours a day. Very low maintenance. Lets me go off and be the warrior that I am. Elven clothing does not get SOILED, human! We are very tidy. Just look at Legolas throughout the Abomination's epics. A little smudge of artistic dirt on his face after Moria. NOW, there is the problem of the filthy Rangers. Of course, the Abomination does not let Halbarad into story at all. We shall address this in the "Voyage to New Zealand". I shall consult thee. We wanted to see Halbarad and the Twins. Elves are saying that the two smiths who reforged Anduril are the Twins. I am not so sure. Smithing was in their background. Think they were related to Celibrimbor and Eol. Do not sue me if I am wrong. If suing, contact my law firm: Melkor, Morgoth and Sauron. . . Thank you for review and diet coke. 'Tis a strange beverage, but better than stale wine. I am off to review thy second chapter! Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: Epilogue 2 on 1/8/2004 |
| Bravo! Excellent conclusion! Author Reply: *Bows low and waves to her Fair Reviewer!* Thank you for your kind attendance at this madness. Please come back around February when we shall begin the "Voyage to New Zealand"! You did not think we would forget the noble Haldir is still not avenged, did you? Next stop New Zealand! Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 12 on 1/8/2004 |
| No one messes with Glorfindel's horse! Author Reply: Not if they know what's good for them! Actually, I am more frightened of Gil-Galad. He was the last *drum roll* High King of the Noldor and one pretty fierce elf. Thanks for your review! Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 11 on 1/8/2004 |
| Yes, that was sweet. Author Reply: Yes. Do not mess with elves. They are not fat little jolly things. They are warriors. Thank you for the review. Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 10 on 1/8/2004 |
| I love it when a plan comes together. Their plan probably was best for getting the researchers confused and trapped without any risk to the good guys, but I'd be mad if I was Eowyn and didn't get to do any actual hacking. I don't envy JV. Author Reply: I was sorely tempted to let Eowyn hew a few of the researchers. However, I always wanted to have Aragorn come crashing out screaming "ELENDIL!" in one of my stories and this was my golden opportunity! Thanks for the review! Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 9 on 1/8/2004 |
| Ugh, bureaucrats. I hope LH has something nasty headed his way. I can sympathize with the delivery boy. Author Reply: He definitely got his and I enjoyed every minute of it. I gave him the initials of an old and definitely unlamented boyfriend! (If you're out there reading, Babe, you know who you are!) Ahem, thanks for the review. Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 8 on 1/8/2004 |
| Glorfindel's not a morning elf, is he? I understand that feeling. I love the banter between Elrond and Glorfindel. I hope we get to see more of Gimli and Eowyn soon. "What loyalty, Elrond! Would you hug a tree for me?" - very nice. I was grinning the whole time I was reading this. Author Reply: No, he is not. At least when he is stuck in Mirkwood. My elves tend to share my personal characteristics. I am more of a Night Elf. Thanks for the review! | |
| technetium | Reviewed Chapter: 6 on 1/8/2004 |
| Oh, my! I didn't think Thranduil would go that far. Author Reply: Madness descended upon him and he almost destroyed what was most precious to him. You will soon see his remorse, so forgive him. Thank you for your review. Humble Scribe to his Majesty Thranduil (the Heartbroken) | |