-1Lady Arwen lead the two jedi to the study of her father Lord Elrond, a large open room its walls lined with books and scrolls, a small table was set to the side a tray of refreshments atop it.
"Please, help yourself to the refreshments", the voice came from door to their side. Anakin turned to face their host, a tall man near to his own height, his hair left long and pulled back into a tight tail.
Taking the lead Obi-Wan bowed, "I presume, that you are Lord Elrond?"
"You presume correctly Master of the Stars, please you know my name, but what are you called?" Elrond returned a small bow.
"I am Obi-Wan Kenobi."
"My name is Anakin Skywalker." He moved forward a step, "what is this place?"
" You are in the city of Rivendell in the land of Middle Earth, my people are know to this land as Elves, we are among the oldest amongst the races of this land; though there are still the Dwarfs and Men like yourselves." Elrond nodded out the window, "It is convenient that you are here now of all times, the convening of the Council is a rare thing."
"What do you mean?" Anakin asked, " and what did your daughter mean when she said you 'foresaw' our coming?"
"I have a gift. The ability to see certain events before they happen. Sometimes hours or days other times its years and decades. You; I saw arrive exactly as you are today. I saw you come to us in a silver star. This I saw and more 23 years ago. And I have seen it every year since on the same day seen it again. Now it has come to pass."
Curiosity nagged at Obi-Wan, "Why is it so unusual for your council to convene?"
"All that still holds the council together is an alliance three thousand years old. A meeting signifies an event that places all the nations of Middle Earth in danger. It was made in the dark times in the war ageist Sauron the Deceiver, Dark Lord of Mordor. With the forging of the great rings, rings that gave the wearer the wisdom and will to govern each of the three races;
Three for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
Sauron corrupted the Nine rings of men making their bearers his slaves, mutilating them into wraiths. The three hid from him, of the seven, three he possesses; the rest dragons have swallowed. In the final battle the One Ring was cut from his hand. Then for some reason his body was destroyed, the ring passed to Iseldur the then prince of Gondor, then the ring was lost, when he died his family ruled on; but then choose to exile themselves.
"Now the ring has been rediscovered and must be destroyed; we are to select the ones that will attempt the deed. I now believe that this is your reason for being here, to help destroy it."
"If you could give us a moment," Anakin asked. The Elf nodded. The duo moved back do the doorway.
"Master we should help," Anakin looked over his shoulder at the Elven lord. "I feel drawn to this place."
"Anakin.. I feel that we must. This is the will of the force, to quote Qui-Gon." Obi-Wan turned to Elrond "When does the Council convene?"
"In the morning. The Halfling that brought it here regained consciousness early this afternoon. He will be the one to carry the Ring, all we do is decide who will take him. But now I will show you to your rooms for the night."
"Thank you, Lord Elrond, if you would please."
When the had been shown to their room Obi-Wan moved to stand by a window appearing deep in thought, then he spoke "Anakin after the Council meeting tomorrow we should gather our extra gear from the Angle and try to raise a Republic ship."
"I agree, this ring that Elrond spoke of, I wonder why does it have such power?" Anakin joined him at the window. "I feel as if we where meant to be here."
"I have a bad feeling about this," Obi-Wan's eyes seemed to glass over as he looked out at the stars.