User:Glflegolas/The Trip to Utumno

Note: this story is a continuation of "The Story of How Glflegolas came to Middle-Earth" on my main userpage.

One day, as I was walking around in Minas Tirith, I met one of the fellow soldiers I sometimes fought alongside with, HPFanatic. She came up to me and said "Glflegolas, it's happening."

"What's happening?" I asked. "I can't know what's happening unless you tell me. Don't tell me that Gen. Grievous1138 is leading an army to attack Minas Tirith...again."

"No, nothing so sinister," she said, "at least not initially. Longerbeard has organized a trip to Utumno for all players opposed to Mordor! Are you interested in coming?"

"Well, are you going?" I asked.

"Of course I am -- why would I tell you about this trip if I wasn't interested? Are you coming or not?"

"I'll have to think about it," I stated.

"You'd better not think too long about it -- Longerbeard, along with his partner GimliBurper, are leaving Minas Tirith tomorrow morning at 9AM sharp. If you don't make up your mind by then, I guess we'll simply have to leave you behind."

Through the rest of that afternoon, I thought about it. The idea of going on a long trip to somewhere unknown tickeled my fancy, but the name "Utumno" somehow made me uneasy every time I thought about it. And, to top it all off, I wasn't sure that leaving Minas Tirith during these times would be such a great idea -- after all, if I was gone on a trip, I wouldn't be able to lead the Rangers of Ithilien, should Mordor decide to invade. So, after thinking about it for a while longer, I came to my conclusion (or, at least I thought I did) -- I would not go to Utumno. So, I went back to my house and prepared supper, and pretty much forgot about Utumno and the trip there.

Later that evening, when I was sitting in my study reading books of Middle-Earth lore (in an attempt to learn more about Utumno) HPFanatic rang the doorbell. "Come in," I said. "Have you made up your mind yet?" asked HPFanatic. "Errr.....not entirely," I answered. "Well, then I guess you're not coming," continued HPFanatic, and left my house. I went back to reading more books about Middle-Earth lore and history, but I could find nothing in all the books that I owned about Utumno (and believe me, there are a lot of books in my house in Gondor). Reading all those books took a long time; by the time that I had concluded that I had nothing pretaining to Utumno in my house, it was 1AM in the morning! I decided to go to sleep, and rethink this trip in the morning.

---STORY STILL WIP---