Category: the council of elrond

Elrond: The Company of the Ring shall be Nine; and the Nine Walkers shall be set against the Nine Riders that are evil.

Merry: Why not ten?

Pippin: Good point. Ten is more than nine. 

Elrond: Frodo, if I have read aright all that I have heard, I believe that you are meant to be the ringbearer, and if you cannot find a way, no one will. 

Elrond: *immediately texting Cirdan* hey get your boat ready. There’s no way Sauron isn’t gonna win. I’m heading over to Valinor ASAP. 

Elrond: Only the fires of Mt. Doom are hot enough to destroy the ring!

Pippin: Wait! I have another idea. 

Elrond: …

Pippin: I’m going to microwave this hot pocket 

Elrond: …

Pippin: for seven minutes. 

“Despair, or folly?” said Gandalf. “It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.”

“Dispair of nuts,” muttered Elrond under is breath. 

Frodo: I will be the ringbearer. 

Gandalf: Oh jeez, Frodo is going to carry it? He’s so tiny, it’s going to take forever to walk to Mordor. 

Elrond: True. But what if someone carried him there?

*Long silence*

Aragorn: I will be the Hobbitbearer. 

Frodo:  I will take the Ring, though I do not know the way. 

Elrond:  If I understand aright
all that I have heard, it sounds like I don’t have to do anything for this quest. I was worried that someone was going to say that, since I couldn’t stop Isildur the first time, it would be poetic for me to go back and finish the job myself. Honestly I was moments away from volunteering to do that. Thank god you spoke up first. Frodo, you have my blessing. I’m gonna go take a nap. 

I’m just saying, if the Council took Bilbo up on his offer to take the ring to Mordor, he would have done it in a merry fashion, had a great adventure, and returned with a bunch of riches from Mordor. Not sure why they didn’t go with that. 

Elrond: okay everyone, we’re gonna get this council started now. Let’s all go around in a circle and say our names and one fun fact about ourselves. When we’re done, the person who remembers the most names and facts get a little prize! Who wants to go first?

Gandalf:  Into his heart the thought will
not enter that any will refuse it, that having the Ring we may seek
to destroy it. If we seek this, we shall put him out of reckoning. If we send the ring to the fire, we will totally…subvert his expectations! *Gandalf winks at camera*

When Elrond decided to hold a council about the One Ring, he needed a way to call people to it. Like, Faramir and Boromir both had dreams inviting them to Rivendell. And I can’t help but picture Elrond touching his creased forehead with his index fingers, concentrating super strong, sending out brain signals. Like, how else did he invite them? It’s a weird mental image, but I can’t see it any other way.