The other Elf sneered and answered, "If you cannot even be punctual, you really do not have the discipline to be in the army. The recruiting effort ended this afternoon, thirty minutes ago. I suggest you go home."
"Well then you should let me in. I was here hours ago," argued the dwarf.
"We will not have a DWARF in an Elven Army!! Leave before I call the guards, troublemaker," yelled the staff officer.
"I am Gimli, son of Gloin. I am no troublemaker. I can no longer watch Sauron continue to cover Middle Earth in darkness and do nothing. If my people would not fight the Dark Lord, I would lend my axe to whatever Race that would; and it just so happened to be you Elves. I am not particularly fond of the idea of working under your commands, but I will do whatever necessary to stop Sauron," said the Dwarf.