[The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit] I Am No Coward

[Funny Blurb]

"Ophelia is a rare oddity in the Woodland Realm."

That's a pretty loaded statement. What kind of oddity? Why is she one? And who exactly is Ophelia?

A Silvan Elf renowned for her medical skills sounds like something out of a fairy tale. But Ophelia shattered the ironclad rule that "Wood Elves aren't very bright" with such force that she became famous far and wide for her superb medical skills while still young. She made a name for herself in the Woodland medical corps, studied countless unusual medicinal herbs, and even published several books on herbalism. There's even a tale among the elves that Rivendell came to poach her several times, but she firmly declared that she was born a Woodland Elf and would die a Woodland Elf. Wait, don't Elves return to Aman when they die?

The elf known in the rumors as Ophelia could only laugh at that.

In truth, she was an Elf who liked messing about with herbs when she had nothing to do, would sling on her medical kit and rush around whenever an Elf got hurt, and would tease Little Green Leaf and Little Peach whenever she had the chance. When she was bored, she'd swoon over the great king's good looks and poke fun at the old baldy from the Valley's receding hairline. Her life was just that ordinary. Ophelia says you can't believe the rumors, you really can't.

[Serious Blurb]

She wasn't a particularly beautiful Elf, but no one could deny that she was learned and well-read.

Legolas once saw her carefully guarding a notebook with green covers and leaf-patterned pages. She carried it everywhere and would flip through it from time to time. When Legolas opened it to the first page, he saw a sentence written in childish yet solemn handwriting:

Existence is reasonable, death is not the only salvation.

"I used to be terribly afraid that I would forget the time I spent living as a human."

"An Elf's life is so long. If I don't make an effort to do something, I'll forget why I lived in the first place."

The notebook recorded things in a language Legolas couldn't understand. It seemed to be a story about the daily life of a human girl named Chu Baiyi. The notebook looked old, its pages mottled and worn away in places, like memories of the past gradually sinking into the river of history.

Legolas closed the notebook and gave it back to her. After a pause, he said:

"I know you're not so simple. I can't know your past, or understand why you sometimes wear an expression of sorrow that doesn't belong to you."

"But I will be part of your present and your future."

[Action Blurb]

Ophelia plunged her dagger into the half-orc's shoulder. Its roar and foul-smelling mouth were right in front of her. Her brown hair was smeared with blood, clumping into strands with a sickening, sticky feel.

Though she had always been a neat freak, she paid it no mind. Her bloodshot eyes glared at the enemy before her. Her voice was hoarse yet resolute, like a sharp sword piercing the darkness, struggling to bloom into a vivid, tragic flower amid the filth.

"Don't underestimate me! I was gutting people before you disgusting bastards even knew where you were!"

"So what if I'm a woman?!"

"I've never been a coward who hides behind others and begs for pity and protection!"

Author's rambling:

※ The heroine is a medicine-obsessed Mary Sue, but she's also a useless weakling in a fight.

※ No brickbats, please. If you don't like it, leave.

※ The author updates at a snail's pace. Maybe your comments and bookmarks will make her come back and update sooner.

※ The author isn't deeply familiar with the original work, so please point out any mistakes.

※ The author really loves the characters!