Book 2: Chapter 2 - The Lost Colony
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Late Evening: Saruman the White
The wizard smirks, he stands up handing his mug to Hartley. "You will remain here, as my guests for now. Do not think the rules have slackened, you are confined here, do not wander the gardens or the walls. My guards will show you the limits of your access still. When ready I will summon you." The friendly old man is fading a bit, the stern task master is returning.
"I am most pleased that you have returned, mostly in one piece. I think we may do great good together, your company and I." He looks at Dubthatch and Dwrgi. "You two are free to return to your other duties and access as in previous times. Come to the Tower tomorrow for further instructions, both of you." He then reaches out to Dwrgi, palm out, waiting for her to give him the dwarf key back.
"I am most pleased that you have returned, mostly in one piece. I think we may do great good together, your company and I." He looks at Dubthatch and Dwrgi. "You two are free to return to your other duties and access as in previous times. Come to the Tower tomorrow for further instructions, both of you." He then reaches out to Dwrgi, palm out, waiting for her to give him the dwarf key back.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Dubhthach nods, and then gives Saruman a slight bow.
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Telurin had been pleasantly surprised by Saruman's way with the company; his friendliness, his comfort, his wisdom... it reminded him of Gandalf (at least, what he remembered from his handful of interactions with the Grey Wizard). Seeing the sternness come out also surprised Telurin, for the friendliness had almost made him forget he was in charge of this impregnable fortress, with many who called him Lord.
Once Saruman steps out, Telurin follows and quietly peeks out the door. "Master Saruman, though we have not discussed it much, I myself am a smith, first under the tutelage of Ormal the Lampmaker, whose name you must know, and now under the smiths of Rivendell. If you may have time in these coming days, I would greatly appreciate being able to learn something from you."
Once Saruman steps out, Telurin follows and quietly peeks out the door. "Master Saruman, though we have not discussed it much, I myself am a smith, first under the tutelage of Ormal the Lampmaker, whose name you must know, and now under the smiths of Rivendell. If you may have time in these coming days, I would greatly appreciate being able to learn something from you."
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Late Evening: Saruman the White
Halleth sits down and unrolls the scrolls from Aravule that Saruman gave him, reading them slowly and carefully.
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Saruman stops a few paces from the door outside, the moon is low on the horizon and his white robes are silver in the bathing light. "Many would appreciate my tutelage, few could comprehend it." He looks at Telurin, and for the moment they are alone, and that is where the Wizard's Voice has its greatest power, "My wisdom is not given out freely to any traveler that comes knocking on the gates. There is a price for apprenticeship, prepared are you to pay it?" He looks deeply at Telurin, "Perhaps, perhaps you are. If time should so permit I will test you, and so test if my efforts of Craft are worth spending on you. I do not accept failure or slowness of wits, perhaps, one of your kind would be worth my energies. We shall see, we shall see!" He slips off then down the road and a cloud passes over the moon casting the White Wizard in shadow and he is gone.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
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Late Evening: Saruman the White
"Well, who can read the mind of a wizard?" Hartley says to no one in particular as Saruman takes his leave. Seemed down right personable at first and then suddenly aloof. There something about that old fellow, something powerful. I wouldn't want him as my enemy."
He goes to the keg of ale and refills his mug to help settle his mind as he ponders the ways of wizards.
He goes to the keg of ale and refills his mug to help settle his mind as he ponders the ways of wizards.
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Late Evening: Saruman the White
Dubhthach nods in response to Hartley's comment, "Yes, Saruman is powerful and would make a formidable enemy. He can seem aloof, but I think it is because he recognizes his ability and his position as a Wise One. Yet despite that, he does still condescend to be friendly with those such as ourselves."
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Telurin bows at Saruman's words, then turns inside when he leaves. "Well, that was a sudden shift in mood," the Elf says to the group.
"I think I'll join you," he adds to Hartley, getting a mug of ale for himself.
"I think I'll join you," he adds to Hartley, getting a mug of ale for himself.
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Late Evening: Saruman the White
Halleth looks up from the scrolls he's reading. "Condescend to be friendly to us? I'll grant you the old man is wise and powerful. And he's got a better sense of humor than I credited him for. But that doesn't make him one of the Valar or of royal Numenorean blood or the like. He's not so much the better of us that he has any right to look down on us." He pauses, then adds slowly, "It seems like the old man knows that himself, given his good humor about my criticisms of him."
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So the company remains here in Isengard for nearly a week without nary a second word or summons from the Wizard Saruman. Requests to tour the courtyard are denied, so too are requests to climb the walls or battlements. You are able to go freely out of the main gate however and into the vale. It is pleasing to walk along the River Isen and get out of the narrow confines of your accommodations, as nice as they may be. Halleth has been pondering the writings of Aravule for a time since opening the letters. Dwrgi and Dubthach both have had some things to do, and each has privately and separately spoken with the Wizard (who of course expects reports from his followers when they return here).
It is the sixth day since your arrival, you are well fed, and there is plenty of ale, but the local leaf leaves much for Hartley to desire, yet, despite all the coolness from the Tower's Master you feel welcome and comfortable here, it just is a sense you get, and perhaps in other places you'd be fare more restless and resentful, but not so here as the kind meeting still lingers and has a hold on you.
A week threatens to become longer...
It is the sixth day since your arrival, you are well fed, and there is plenty of ale, but the local leaf leaves much for Hartley to desire, yet, despite all the coolness from the Tower's Master you feel welcome and comfortable here, it just is a sense you get, and perhaps in other places you'd be fare more restless and resentful, but not so here as the kind meeting still lingers and has a hold on you.
A week threatens to become longer...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring