hp lord of the rings still time

"Well, this forest doesn't like the entry of outsiders."

"I want to join my family as soon as possible, they will be very worried about me, Rian, please help me. I will definitely repay you." Kleist begged.

"You can rest at my house tonight, and let's talk about the rest tomorrow! It's already very late." The tree man said while pushing aside the branches in front of him.

"Okay, thank you, Lean." Kleist leaned on the branch of the tree man and could see the sky. She carefully looked at the stars in the sky, and then began to find the familiar stars to identify the direction. They are now heading towards Heading northwest, if she kept going east through the forest as she did during the day, she should be able to find a human gathering place.

The tree people walked very slowly. Kleist calculated the time they walked, and it should be around 8 o'clock in the evening. Kleist did not use magic to display the time.She never uses magic casually in strange places in Middle-earth. Only gods can create here, and magic is sometimes a bit evil.Middle-earth is very similar to medieval Europe. It is an era of cold weapons where even elves use swords.In particular, she has a human body but has lived out the age of an elf. Kleist tries to hide all this in front of outsiders as much as possible.

When Kleist was about to fall asleep, the dull voice belonging to the tree man remembered again, "We are here." He raised his big hand, and hurriedly moved Kleist into his palm up, and put her down.Kleist saw an open grass field with a few smooth big stones scattered beside it, "Find a stone and sit on it." The tree man ordered.It seems that the big stone was specially arranged by them.

"Is this your home, Lean, it's a little different from what I thought." Kleist asked curiously, she thought all homes had roofs.

"Yes, we tree people can't leave the land under our feet, and we can't live without sunshine and rain." The tree people explained.

"Then you don't eat, either? Where's your wife?"

"No, she does not live here, they plant their gardens by the Anduin, and we will visit them. They like sunny places, and Fangorn Forest is too dark for them. Our children was also born there."

"Then how often do you visit them? I think their gardens must be very beautiful." Kleist smiled and complimented. Anduin Kleist knew that as long as he followed the river, Kleist could go home.

"It's beautiful. If you want to see it, I can take you there, but the tree wives are relatively timid, so don't scare them." The tree man reminded him kindly.

"Thank you, thank you very much, I can have a good night's sleep tonight. Good night, Lean." Kleist walked under a big tree, leaned on its thick branches, wrapped his cloak tightly and closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, when the twilight of the morning sun entered the forest, Kleist got up. She moved her body first, and then looked around in the light. The place was even more empty and bare than what she saw last night. Surrounded by tall trees, Kleist jumped on a big rock. To the northeast of her was a high mountain. She had never seen that mountain range, but that mountain looked too dangerous, and she didn't want to. Over the mountain.

"That's Mount Shiliheng, and there's a valley in the shadow from its north. The location there is very steep." The tree man Lien said behind her. "I don't suggest you walk from the mountains. That mountain is too dangerous. You can walk along the Anduin River. Humans like to build settlements by the river."

"Thank you, Lean." Kleist put his right hand on his chest and gave an elf salute.

"Oh, a human who salutes an elf, looks very interesting." The tree man joked.

Kleist smiled and didn't reply, she climbed his branches along the tree man's hand, and they started to move towards the tree wife's residence.

Along the way, Kleist chatted casually with the tree man, and the tree man was very interested in Kleist.

"You look very familiar with elves. Your dagger is made by elves. I heard from trees that you can feel their emotions. You are agile. You look like an elf walking lightly in the woods. If it weren't for your ears words." The tree man asked Kleist curiously.

"I don't want to hide it. I did get separated from my family. I come from the woodland kingdom in the great green forest of Rumanian. I live with the elves."