it was simple really. Frodo brought the ring to Mordor, Sam, Pippin and Merry went with him. Gandalf, the wizard was the leader, Aragorn and Boromir to represent the humans, Aragorn soon to become king and Boromir a Steward, Gilmi representing the Dwarves, Legolas representing the elves and you—representing a very old race. The most unique, not orc, not elven, nor anywhere near the shire in fact.

Hybrid.

You weren’t fully human, far from it having animal like features and connecting more with nature than your companions on this journey. a skilled fighter sworn to protect Frodo just like the others but looked down on for you immaturity. You had just entered the mines of Moria deep in the orc kingdom when Pippin knocked a skeleton down a well, alerting the orcs.

“uh oh-“ Pippin mumbled as the sudden sound of drums and orcs running grew louder and louder. The tomb filled with orcs and a cave troll, quickly leaving you outnumbered. The first fight had began, extremely out numbered. With a cave troll too…