Gray Harbor.
In the government affairs hall made of white boulders.
A tall old man wearing a gray linen wizard's robe was talking to the shipbuilder Cirdan.
There was a staff with a gem on the top leaning on the chair next to it.
And our Gray Harbor master obviously knows the gray-robed wizard. Facing the gray-robed wizard's words, Chirdan listened to the warning of the wizard from afar with a solemn face, while gently lowering his head, his long beard thus Little by little, it hit his chest.
"Dear Chierdan, the strange incident of fireballs falling from the sky half a month ago was even seen by me in the southern wilderness, and there was even more discussion in the world."
"Some people are worried that this is the clarion call for the resurgence of evil!"
"The demonic shadow in the east is deep. Some people heard that far away in the depths of the Ash Mountains and the Shadow Mountains, the ancient words of the Demon Cave reappeared. The minions of darkness that were once defeated by the army of the Good Alliance of Middle-earth are ready to move!"
"Someone saw a group of well-equipped and powerful Orcs riding wargs, heading north day and night! They crossed the Death Swamp, detoured through the eerie Dark Forest, crossed the Anduin River, and entered a rarely visited area. The misty mountains disappeared into the mountains..."
The gray-robed wizard Gandalf, also known as Mithrandir among the elves, raised his head, with a worried look on his wrinkled old face.
"That worries me very much."
The gray-robed wizard said: "Because at the same time, my eyes south of the Misty Mountains told me that there were evil figures coming from the depths of Khazad-dum (what we call the Mines of Moria), and some insidious The ferocious minions of darkness are haunting the gates of the mines of Moria. They are either riding wolves, or wielding swords and axes, pretending to be bandits, threatening the vast area from the south of the Eastern Road to the west of the Baranduin River. It seems to be outlining some evil plan..."
The enthusiastic wizard took out a long-smoking pipe, and with a frown on his face, he fumbled out of the tobacco bag and took out two rubs of fine tobacco produced in the southern part of the Shire, and pressed it into the pipe.
He gave a friendly gesture to the master of Gray Harbor.
Childan knew what he liked and shook his head, indicating that he could enjoy it.
So Gandalf rubbed out two sparks with his fingers and quickly lit the tobacco.
He took a deep breath, and the soft and fragrant white smoke immediately circulated along his throat and nasal cavity, turning into magical smoke rings, which he spit out.
These smoke rings grew bigger and bigger in the air, one layer after another, but did not break. It was not until these smoke rings floated along the high beams of the Government Affairs Office that they dispersed lightly.
"This is the new cut tobacco produced in the Shire Buckland in the spring of this year. Well, it tastes different when you smoke it. Dear Lord Kildan, won't you take a sip?"
As the first elf to see the true face of the wizard and hand over Naya, the Ring of Fire, among the three elven rings, Cirdan naturally knew what kind of temper he was. The master of Gray Harbor sighed and handed over the wizard The divergent thinking is brought back again.
"Gandalf, let's get down to business!"
He said this.
The wizard let out a stunned look. He knocked on the burned out pipe and magically put it back into his spacious wizard robe. He pretended to be serious and said: "Yes, yes, Where did I just say..."
Childan sighed a second time.
"Ah, I remembered!"
The witty (or unreliable) old wizard knocked his disheveled white hair, and his dirty beard trembled like a squirrel's tail.
He glanced at the master of Gray Harbor, and sorrow appeared on his old face again: "The orcs from the north and south seem to have united."
He said: "Invisible to us, a new dark kingdom is rising rapidly. In addition, the humans in the Dark Land seem to have become more and more violent under the instigation of a certain force. Their greedy eyes are constantly looking at the surrounding good people. Patrolling good people, and the ultimate target of these dark forces is most likely the elves’ stronghold in the north, the great and free Mithrond!”
"When I realized this, I mounted a fast horse and ran continuously for ten days and ten nights. Finally, before the claws of darkness extended into Shuen Bend, I arrived at Gray Harbor to alert the owner of this place, the great shipbuilder. The legitimate successor of the Northern Elves, Lord Cirdan!"
Having said this, the gray-robed wizard finally stood up and saluted the master of Gray Harbor seriously. His old face could not conceal the wizard's star-like eyes.
Wearing a gorgeous headdress connected with fine sapphires on his forehead, and wearing a brown, exquisite silk robe, the master of Gray Harbor frowned and sat on the main seat carved from a birch tree in the center of the government affairs hall, saying nothing.
"Dear Lord Cirdan!"
The gray-robed wizard couldn't help but raise his voice, looking a little anxious.
The master of Gray Harbor sighed helplessly for the third time. He frowned and asked, "So, Mithrandir, what do you want me to do?"
The gray-robed wizard perked up and said quickly: "Dear Lord Cirdan, I would like to ask you to send out sentries to patrol the area from the west to the Balandui River to prevent the orc wolf riders from the east from invading the north!"
"In addition, I hope you can prepare your soldiers and repair your armor!"
The wizard waved his hands vigorously, like a general commanding thousands of troops. He spoke endlessly in front of the master of Gray Harbor: "Because I discovered that from the moment I arrived at Gray Harbor, the vigilance of the northern elves My heart was so low that I was dumbfounded. The guards didn’t realize there was a stranger in the hall until I walked into the door. I have to say, this is very disappointing..."
"How many years have passed since the First Battle of Fornost? Have the northern elves fallen to this level?"
"Dear shipbuilder, I don't want to comment on your policy of governing the country, but don't you think that you have been too slack in the past thousand years? The age of elves has not completely passed, and although the light of Valinor is sacred, Eternity, but this place is the home of the elves..."
The master of Gray Harbor kept a straight face and said nothing.
It's not that he doesn't believe in wizards, it's just...
Since around 1000 of the Third Era, when Saruman, the future leader of the White Council and the white-robed wizard, first landed on the land of Middle-earth, the figure of Istar (the wizard) began to appear frequently in the historical documents of Middle-earth.
Some of them are good at communicating with all things, some are good at charming with words, and some are good at wielding swords!
No one knows where they come from or where they go. They only know that throughout history, these wizards have been guiding the people of Middle-earth to fight against darkness.
Some of them even went deep into the east and launched a fierce confrontation with the dark forces there, but ultimately ended in failure.
In the end, only the names of the last three wizards were found in documents.
One of them is naturally the current white-robed wizard Saruman. He has been stationed at Isengard in the Pass of Rohan all year round, monitoring the dark forces in the east to prevent the former minions of darkness from returning.
The mysterious brown-robed wizard Radagast prefers flowers, birds, fish, insects, forests, and streams. He has a weird temperament and talks crazy, so humans don't like to deal with him. Therefore, this wizard often He has no fixed abode and comes and goes without a trace.
Finally, the most well-known of the three wizards, and the one who is most enthusiastic about intervening in human and elven affairs, is the gray-robed wizard standing in front of the master of Gray Harbor at this moment!
His real name is Oralin. He was the wisest among the Maya, and later came to Middle-earth as one of Istar on the orders of Manwe to help the people there against Sauron.
It was only after Manwe begged Yi Ru to take action to destroy the western expedition army led by Al Pharazon, the last king of the Númenóreans who rebelled against the gods, and the island of Númenor that Valinor separated from Arda and ascended to the Outer Rim. , so far, the physical connection between the Western Holy Land and the mortal Middle Earth has been completely severed.
The elves must pass the test of the Valar before they can reach the Western Holy Land through the "straight route" and enjoy eternal happiness.
If Valar and Maia want to come to the world of Middle-earth, they also need to accept the suppression of the rules of the world to avoid causing another collapse of the world of Middle-earth.
Therefore, there is a strange situation in which Saruman, Gandalf and others who are Maia must walk in Middle-earth as Istar (wizard) and lose most of their power.
Among them, Aurora, who used the pseudonym Gandalf, roamed Middle-earth for a long time, made friends with many free people, and gained a legendary reputation.
However, at the same time, after many years, the gray-robed wizard also picked up some 'bad' habits.
Smoking, drinking, getting hot... well, not this one.
Maybe humans are too complicated, dwarves are too stubborn, and elves are too arrogant. Wizards sometimes like to exaggerate things a little in order to achieve a certain goal, in order to scare the person they want to persuade. Well, this is what wizards do. Common problem.
Talking incessantly, nagging, and annoying.
It was okay once or twice, but after more times, the self-esteem of the leaders of the kingdoms in Central Continent was still hurt by them, so the king began to respect the power of the wizards, and at the same time, these people began to feel disgusted with the rhetoric of the wizards. and contempt.
Even Chierdan has heard about this.
Therefore, the master of Gray Harbor couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how much of what the wizard said was true, and how much of it was an exaggeration...
As if he sensed that the master of Gray Harbor was wary and disapproving of his suggestion, the wizard's eyes flashed, and a desperate plan emerged.
"in addition!"
He said.
"I want to meet the one who descended from heaven."
At this time, just right.
The alien soul walked in.
"Lord Cirdan."
The tall young man whose alias was Dragonborn (Dragonborn) saluted the master of Gray Harbor on the main seat in a loud voice, "Good day."
Chierdan, who was being annoyed by the gray-robed wizard, suddenly showed a happy smile.
He said in Sindarin: "Good day, Ocleanm."
Gandalf was very surprised and looked at the giant, who was barely shorter than the troll. A pair of shining eyes stared at the strange golden vertical pupils of the alien soul.
