[IC] Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

[kiiblade]

“Well, uh...look, s-­­something big uprooted these trees.” Bilbo stammered a bit, his nerves getting the best of him. Sure enough, there were some trees recently uprooted and laying on the ground.
Kili's eyes widened when he saw that their godmother was now suspicious too; there was really no use in hiding their blunder from her, but he'd wanted to all the same. "That was our thinking." The youngest told their hobbit, and then Saeril confirmed everyone's fears: something was out there; they were not alone.

"Something very big, and possibly quite dangerous." Bilbo agreed with her, and then he took notice of a light just ahead. Faint, but a light all the same. Fili must have noticed it too; before their burglar might protest, Kili ran forward to get a better look, then crouched behind a fallen tree to conceal himself.

"What is it?" Bilbo scarcely made it without spilling the stew, and he looked to Saeril in mild alarm as if silently asking her to stop these two before they were spotted. In his opinion, Fili and Kili were both reckless. At least in this instance.

Kili had his jaw set in a grim line. "Trolls," he announced, and Bilbo was clearly distressed by the news. Sure enough, there ahead lumbered a giant, hideous creature, toting along the ponies as if they weighed nothing more than a sack of potatoes.
"He’s got Myrtle and Minty! I think they’re going to eat them!" The very idea made Bilbo feel faint. "We have to do something!"

It was here Kili decided that this was the perfect job for their hobbit. "Yes; you should. Mountain trolls are slow and stupid, and you’re so small." This was completely unfair, of course, but in his mind it made perfect sense.

Bilbo seemed to pale on the spot. "No. No, no, I don't think that--" his feeble protests went unheard, for Kili went on with his encouragement. "They'll never see you," he insisted, then looked to Saeril and Fili for their input. Surely they had to agree with him; this was the perfect job for Bilbo.

[AngelBites15]

"Hey", Fili whispered to them, once he noticed a speck of light through the wood. "Over there", he added, while pointing at it, before leading his little brother to a spot where they could stay low. Possibly travelers, or theives, the blonde thought as he ducked down behind a fallen tree.

The winged she-elf silently moved herself to where Fili and Kili were concealed, but hovered behind them by a few feet. As soon as she heard the word "trolls", she was already disgusted by hearing about such creatures. But as they made a run for it to be closer, "Wait!", she whispers harshly to stop them, but they kept going, making her softly groan in frustration. Feeling compelled to stay with them, she followed, but instead of walking, she flew, in order to make herself more quieter. Landing before hiding behind a tree with them.

"If you run into trouble, hoot twice like a barn owl, once like a brown owl", Fili instructed him as they kept reassuring him that it was okay to go into treachorous territory. Saeril wanted to object, but she did wonder if the Hobbit was truly burglar-material; this could be his chance. However, she did notice Fili running off with his brother, and she wanted to say something, but she can't while being so close to a troll campsite. Being caught was not where she wanted themselves to be. She didn't go anywhere, and abandoning the Hobbit wasn't worth doing, so she hid in one of the trees above him, letting the darkness camoflouge her.

((Skip to the fight?))

[kiiblade]

((Sure!))

After so much persuasion, Bilbo had no choice. The hobbit left to put his burglar skills to use, and Kili edged forward closer through the shrubbery. If Bilbo needed help, he wanted to be ready, but he also hoped that he might manage to pull through for them. Gandalf had vouched for him, hadn't he? This was his time to shine.

"Where did Delva go?" Kili knew their godmother's rightful name, but he couldn't help but use the name he and Fili had given her so many years ago. "Thorin will not be pleased with us -- he's finally entrusted us with a task and now Myrtle and Mintie may be turned into stew!" Despite his worries, he made sure to keep his voice down. No use alerting the trolls of their presence.

From where they were, he could overhear the trio arguing amongst themselves. This was a good sign; they were so busy bickering that Bilbo may go completely unnoticed. Unfortunately, this was not the case. There was a bit of commotion and a few shouts of surprise, and then Bilbo had been caught.

One of the trolls had sneezed all over Bilbo, and in his grasp he had him, the other two crowding around to catch a glimpse of such an odd creature. Again, they argued as to what Bilbo was. Finally, the one called William had enough. "Hold his toes over the fire! Make him squeal!"

Kili would hear no more of this. Without even briefing Fili, he suddenly charged out of the woods, his sword drawn. As quickly as he could, he swung the sword, and he sliced William's leg so deeply that the troll howled and fell to the ground.

"Drop him!" Kili yelled, his heart racing faster than it had the entire trip. In his hand, he kept his sword at the ready, and he wanted nothing more than to lunge for the one holding Bilbo. "I said drop him."

What happened next, Kili was not prepared for. Tom threw Bilbo right towards him, and Kili hastily dropped his sword so that he might break Bilbo's fall rather than skewer him. Both crashed to the ground, and then the rest of the company suddenly emerged from the shrubbery with varying shouts and battle cries, weapons drawn and ready to fight.

[AngelBites15]

As the dwarves are fighting the trolls, Sawril watched from the treetop, and watched Bilbo manage to steal a knife and free the ponies. She could feel herself being proud of the Hobbit's courage. However, the trolls noticed him and they each grabbed him, holding him by his arms and legs.

"Lay down your arms! Or we’ll rip his off!"

The she-elf narrowed her eyes at their actions, and crouched down upon the tree, balancing herself as she crawled like a cat stalking its prey, moving from her hiding place and onto a rock behind the trolls. Unintentionally, she saw Gandalf. Where has he been?

[kiiblade]

The threat was one they would follow through with, and Thorin knew that. All members of the company came to a halt, and Kili looked to his uncle in desperation. What were they to do?
Finally, Thorin planted his sword into the ground. Kili tossed his own weapon aside, frustrated with himself for having failed to guard the ponies in the first place.

After their surrender, the trolls got to work sorting out the hostages. Dwalin, Bofur, Dori, Ori, and Nori were tied to a spit over the fire. Thorin, Kili, Fili and the others were thrown into sacks with the drawstrings tied so tightly that they had no real way to escape. Once they'd been tossed into a pile, the trolls argued how to cook the dwarves on the spit. This gave Bilbo an idea.

As best he could while in a sack, he stood. "Wait! You are making a terrible mistake."
"You can't reason with them!" Dori called. "They're half-wits!"
Bofur scoffed in response. "Half-wits? What does that make us?"
Bilbo grimaced lightly, then continued with his self made plan. “Uh, I meant with the, uh, with, uh, with the seasoning.” To his relief, this caught the attention of their captors.

“What about the seasoning?” Bert demanded, and Bilbo tried to shrug. This was not easily done while in a sack.
“Well have you smelt them? You’re going to need something stronger than sage before you
plate this lot up.” This earned him plenty of yells from the dwarves, and Gloin called him a traitor for such a remark.
Tom's beady eyes narrowed. “What do you know about cooking dwarf?”
Bert moved closer, obviously interested. “Shut up, and let the, uh, flurgaburburrahobbit talk.”
Unfortunately, Bilbo hadn't thought this far ahead. “Uh, th-­­the secret to cooking dwarf is, um­­..”
Bert leaned in to hear better. “Yes? Come on."
Bilbo was inwardly panicking; he needed to stall for time. “It’s, uh­­...”
Bert was impatient, however. “Tell us the secret.”
Bilbo closed his eyes and nodded. “Y-­­yes, I’m telling you, the secret is . . . to skin them first!”
Once more, this got angry, shocked responses from different dwarves. Thorin was the only one out of them to be quiet; he seemed to understand what their burglar was up to.

The trolls started to argue again, however. Tom did not trust Bilbo's advice in this instance; what hobbit knew how to properly cook a dwarf? It was here that Bilbo caught a glimpse of Gandalf, and he felt his heart speed up. They had a chance.
Finally, William had enough. "Nothing wrong with a bit of raw dwarf! Nice and crunchy," he grabbed Bombur up as if he weighed nothing at all, and Bombur protested and squirmed about the best he could, moments away from being eaten.

Bilbo was quick to speak up. “Not-­­not that one, he...­­he’s infected!”
Tom looked to him critically. “You what?”
Bilbo nodded, then glanced towards the others as he tried again to think clearly. “Yeah, He’s got worms in his … tubes.” This was not good enough to save the others, so he added on to his lie. "In-­­in fact they all have, they’re i-infested with parasites. It’s a terrible business; I wouldn’t risk it, I really wouldn’t.”

Kili's eyes widened a bit, and he could scarcely believe his ears. This was outlandish. "We don't have parasites! YOU have parasites!" Comebacks were not his specialty. The rest of the dwarves claimed that Bilbo was a fool. Bilbo rolled his
eyes as they messed up his plan.
Finally, Thorin kicked the others, and all was quiet. Kili now understood as well. “Mine are the biggest parasites!" He sounded quite childish, his fear getting the better of him. Even if they did make it out alive, he still had to face Thorin. "I’ve got huge parasites!”

[AngelBites15]

"What would you have us do then?" demanded Bert, the cooking troll. "Let them all go?"
"Well..." Bilbo began in a somewhat over dramatic fashion, looking upwards and raising his eyebrows.
"You fink I don't know what yer doing? This little ferret is taking us fer fools!" Bert proclaimed as he took a jab at Bilbo with the ladle he held in his hand.

"The dawn will take you all!!", suddenly shouted Gandalf before the wizard struck the large rock that he stood upon with his staff, cleaving it in two and letting the rays of the sun pierce through to touch the mountain trolls, turning them to solid stone in a few short moments.

Flying down towards the dwarves from the rock she hid behind, the Fae freed her dwarven companions from their tied-up sacks and restraints.

[kiiblade]

Gandalf's timing could not have been better. As the trolls turned to stone, Kili sat himself up. Help had finally arrived, all thanks to Bilbo and his clever thinking. Perhaps he had been right to send their burglar after all. The youngest Durin smiled sheepishly as Saeril freed him from the sack, and he offered his brother a hand up before retrieving his weapon. "Well, considering everything...I believe this worked out quite well."

Dwalin looked to Kili, a light scowl of disgust upon his face. "You weren't the one roasting over the fire, lad." The tattooed dwarf found his axe and knives, then went to help Bilbo free the ponies.
Despite the fact that everyone had made it unharmed, Thorin was not pleased, and he wanted answers as to what happened. Once he sheathed his sword, he looked to Gandalf. "Where did you go, if I may ask?"

[AngelBites15]

Relieved for not being this evening's dinner of the Trolls, Fili grasped his brother's offering hand, before hoisting himself up to his feet. Fetching his weapons, the older heir of Durin made a quick scan over his brother's being, convincing himself that he physically looked fine, and not injured. It was a terrible brotherly habit; making sure that Kili was stable on his feet at all times. Not that he would pester him like a baby, but the youngest always insisted that he was strong, and not some child that needed to be looked after.

Saeril was approaching them, while putting her curved dagger back into its sheath at her waist. "I would personally say that that was extremely brave of what you've accomplished today, heirs of Durin", she complimented them, calmly impressed by their courage to stand up to the giant creatures, and save Bilbo's life.

"Too look ahead", Gandalf answered the future king of Erebor, with a slight hint of annoyance in his voice. "What brought me brought? Looking behind", the wizard cleared his throat, tapping one of the stone trolls with the end of his staff. "Nasty business; still you are all in one piece", he concluded with a small smile.

[kiiblade]

Kili had half-wondered if he and Fili were to be scolded. They hadn't watched the ponies to the best of their ability, after all. When Saeril acknowledged their bravery, he could scarcely keep the smile off of his face. "Do you really think so?" If there was one thing Kili loved more than attention, it was praise, and he could finally feel that he'd redeemed himself from the blunders of last evening.

The youngest Durin brushed some dirt from his sleeve, and then he took notice of Fili scanning him over. Not again. "I'm fine, Fili." This did not upset him, and -- as Dis often reminded him -- he should have been touched to have a brother so concerned for his safety. Still, he wished Fili did not have to worry about him so much. Perhaps he would have to prove himself capable to his brother as well.

"No thanks to your burglar." Thorin responded curtly, then turned away from the statues in disgust. Trolls were terrible creatures; though rare, in this area. "Since when do mountain trolls venture this far south?" Again, he looked to Gandalf, and then he motioned for the others to follow. If the sun had done this, he knew that they would have had a home someplace to shield them from the light. "There must be a cave nearby."

Bilbo was really quite sickened, so much that he did not even take notice (or care) that Thorin still had little faith in him. His coat was covered with troll snot, and so was his hair. They'd saved the ponies, but at a great cost to cleanliness. Grumbling, he pet Myrtle absentmindedly as Dwalin and the others recovered the rest of the ponies. For now, they chose not to ride. The cave would be very near by.

[AngelBites15]

Saeril chuckled amusingly at his confusion. "Of course. For the blunder you just performed not too long ago, I think you should be praised for your courage; facing the thieves. That, is a quality of a Durin", she friendly smiled, before placing a hand on his shoulder. Fili smiled fondly at the scene. Good thing he wasn't the jealous type; he wanted his baby brother to have his dreams be made real.

"Not for very long nor far enough", the wizard answered before slowly realizing a thought. "Not since a darker power ruled these lands", Gandalf resisted to look at the she-elf nearby to prevent suspicion from the others. He knew that she was that "darker power", and it would be way too early for the others to know. "They couldn't have moved in daylight", he changed the subject before noticing Thorin walk off.

[kiiblade]

Kili could not have been happier. They'd gotten Bilbo back, the ponies were safe, and Saeril had pointed out his courage. To have the quality of a Durin was high praise indeed, and he blushed with pride. "It wasn't so bad," he attempted to be modest about the rescue. After all, if not for Gandalf, they may have still been in those sacks. Or worse. "Though, I am glad to be free all the same."

As Kili often did during the journey, he stuck close by his brother and godmother. Thorin was up ahead, and from what little Kili had overheard, they were searching for the troll's cave. "Why should we look for that?" Kili did not understand why they would want to find the home of such foul creatures. Surely they would have nothing of value.

Thorin knew more about trolls, however, and he believed it possible that they had a small hoard of treasure within their suspected cave. "This way." Up ahead, he spotted the mouth of a cave, and even from a great distance it smelled of fermented meat.

Kili grimaced, then stopped in place. Normally, he would have jumped at the chance to explore, but the smell of the cave was less than inviting. "Perhaps we should wait here. With the ponies," he tried to get out of it, as he didn't believe that there was anything worth seeing. A cave was only a cave, after all. Bilbo seemed on board with that idea too, for he hadn't moved from his spot. Going through a troll's home had not been part of the contract.

Meanwhile, Thorin was hunting around the hoard as Bofur and the others prepared a 'long term deposit' as Gloin put it. During his search, Thorin came across an impressive looking blade. He looked it over with scrutiny, then lowered the weapon as he looked to Gandalf. "These swords were not made by any troll."

[AngelBites15]

Hearing his response, Saeril smiled small, and nodded her head once as if to give a bow of confirmation. However, hearing with her Elven ears that they were gonna search within a troll hoard, she did hear at the same moment that Kili politely refused to enter; Fili followed suite. After all, he and his baby brother were Thorin's best scouts and hunters; throughout their childhood, they have trapped animals together, and even trained outdoors together. The memory was a fond one, even to Saeril. Speaking of scouting, the she-elf waited for the company to proceed into the cave before mischievously looking at her youngest godson, approaching him from behind. "Hang on", she happily told him, before holding his small stature, and gracefully glided upwards with a flap of her feathered wings. After a few moments, they were perched in a tall tree, above the cave.

Meanwhile, Gandalf heard Thorin's observation, and the wizard walked to his side to take a glance. "Nor by a smith of Men. These are swords to the High Elves from the First Age", he added, and concluded, to the Dwarven king's statement. "You simply cannot wish for a finer blade!"

[kiiblade]

With a small yelp of surprise, Kili felt himself leave the ground. Contrary to what he'd feared, his godmother was able to carry him with ease. To fly was something Kili had hoped for ever since he'd seen Saeril's sleek wings, but he hadn't expected her to take him so suddenly.

Saeril flew so gracefully and effortlessly; the youngest Durin watched in wonder as they left the ground, and he could barely contain his excitement as they landed to a tall, mighty tree near the cave.
"That was incredible!" Kili was left breathless, and he steadied himself by sticking close to his godmother.
The branches of the tree were far and few in between, and climbing it would not have been possible without the gift of flight.

Kili took this moment to scour the area. They had a perfect view, and as a result, they were the first to see a fast moving sled heading in the direction of the company. The sled was moving at an astonishing speed, and it looked to be pulled by a group of small rabbits. There was a driver as well, clad mostly in browns and tans. In all his years, Kili had never seen such a sight.

"What in Durin's name is that?" While his vision was sharp and aided him with scouting, Kili could not identify the moving object quickly coming their way.

---

Thorin looked the sword over with disdain, though he did not put the weapon back to the hoard. Gandalf was right; the blade was well made. There was nothing else of interest to sort through, and so Thorin turned to leave.
“Let’s get out of this foul place. Come on, let’s go. Bofur! Gloin! Nori!”

As they neared the outside, Thorin stopped in his tracks. Something was wrong. "Something's coming!" He shouted to the others, his newfound weapon still in hand.

[AngelBites15]

"Admire the view, young Durin; this is only the beginning of a true bond", she told him, practically telling him to embrace the feeling. Since they are both balancing on one branch, the she-elf crouched down to his height, and kept him close from behind. The view was surely incredible, and she felt that they could stay and look upon the trees and the distant valleys. However, it was cut short, as Saeril heard his wonder. Her elf-eyes never failed her, and she did indeed see something coming their way. Gently tightening her hold on him from behind, the winged elf jumped off the branch, and carefully descended slowly from the tree, and towards the ground.

"Stay together! Hurry, now! Arm yourselves!", Gandalf instructed the group, just as Saeril and Kili landed safely on the ground. The she-elf had one of her curved daggers at the ready in her fingers, as she stood guard with the brothers.

[kiiblade]

All good things had to come to an end, and while Kili would have loved to stay in the tree longer, he also wanted to know what was going on. Soon, his questions were answered. The sled they'd seen from above had pulled into the wooded clearing, and the driver was soon to depart.

"Thieves! Fire! Murder!"
Radagast was out of breath, and he seemed relieved to have spotted Gandalf. "I was looking for you, Gandalf. Something’s wrong. Something’s terribly wrong." The shorter wizard motioned him over so that they might speak in private, and it was here he explained what had happened only hours before.
"Spiders, Gandalf. Giant ones. Some kind of spawn of Ungoliant, or I am not a Wizard. I followed their trail. They came from Dol Guldur." Clearly, he was frazzled, and he spoke as quickly as he could.
"I saw him, Gandalf...from out of the darkness, a Necromancer has come."

Kili had overheard Gandalf speak of Radagast before, but he was completely unlike how he had envisioned. Though they were not at immediate risk, he kept a hand on his bow, and he was ready to nock an arrow should the need arise. "What is he going on about?" The youngest Durin was impatient, and he longed to overhear their conversation. It must have been of the utmost importance; even Gandalf looked mildly distressed.
Suddenly, an unearthly howl was heard in the distance, and Bilbo looked up, his face visibly paling.
“Was that a wolf? Are th-there wolves out there?”

Thorin had heard this sound before. "Warg ­Scouts!" At that, he drew his newest weapon once more, his jaw set. Where there was a Warg, there was often an Orc. "Which means an Orc pack is not far behind.”

[AngelBites15]

"Radagast!", Gandalf the Grey exclaimed in surprise, not expecting to see him here of all places. "It's Radagast the Brown!", he announced to the others, then quickly turned to face the dwarven wizard, a frown creasing his features.
"What on earth are you doing here?", it was very unusual for his reclusive friend to leave the company of animals. Something very bad must have happened that drew him out into the world.

"Dol Guldur?", Gandalf questioned him, once they were in a clearing away from the others. "But the old fortress is abandoned", he added skeptically. That fortress has been abandoned since the First Age. No power nor being would venture there. Just by hearing Radagast's story, the Grey only hoped that Saeril wasn't living. But her Elven ears don't fail her; the Necromancer's name was hurting her mind. Even her conscious will not clear.

Saeril closed her eyes, and held her head, making a silent groan, as soon as that name was said; like a swirling headache. She didn't register hearing Kili speak up, and she wasn't sure if he was even speaking to her. Lucky for her, Fili stood by him. "I don't know; not like we're worried, right?", he pointed with a brotherly smirk. When a wolf was heard so close to their position, the she-elf looked about once her vision began to clear up. Something growled from the bushes near them, and a warg scout pounced out into the clearing, almost hitting Fili when his back was turned. "Look out!", the she-elf shouted and flew straight into the charging warg head-on, stabbing it with her dagger. However, two more appeared and charged.

[kiiblade]

"Course not." Kili smirked in order to mask any sense of worry he may have shown. Fili's confidence was enough for the two of them, and he started to relax his grip on the bow when he saw evidence of their godmother not feeling well. "What is it?" Concerned, the youngest tried to read her features, but then a warg charged into the clearing. Within seconds, their attacker was heading towards Fili.
Kili's brown eyes widened in panic, and on impulse he moved towards his brother in order to pull him out of harm's way. "FILI!" The beast may have mauled Fili if not for Saeril.

"I'll draw them off!" Radagast believed that there were more wargs than the company would be prepared for. With his rhosgobel rabbits pulling his makeshift sleigh, he knew that he could cover more ground (and at a much faster pace) than a group of sixteen. With that, he took off once more, and by doing so he redirected the majority of the wargs to him.

Unfortunately, his efforts were not enough to be shed of them all.
More and more howls indicated that a secondary pack was coming, and Kili nocked an arrow, his heart pounding in his chest. How could he have been so foolish? Had he been prepared, he could have taken that warg down before he reached his brother. Saeril had to fly in to save Fili, and she could have been hurt. "There's more coming!" Kili took aim, shot one of the orc riders, then fumbled for another arrow.

Thorin swung his elven sword at one, cutting the beast down before it could bring harm to his kin. "Kili! Shoot them!" This was easier said than done; they were very well surrounded, and more were on the way even after these.

Kili did as told. As swiftly as he could, he shot the wargs with precision enough to kill with one blow between the eyes. This could only go on for so long, however. "Where is Gandalf?" Kili had hoped that their wizard might cast a spell to be rid of their attackers, but he was nowhere in sight.

"He has abandoned us!" Dwalin cut an orc down, his mouth set in a grim line. They had no choice but to fight until every warg and orc was taken down; the ponies had bolted as soon as the pack had arrived.

[AngelBites15]

Saeril had guilt in herself once she pulled the dagger from the defeated creature; it was her fault to command Azog to attack Moria when she was under the Necromancer's control. "You're being hunted", the she-elf stated. "Someone doesn't want you reaching that mountain", she concluded at last. "We need to get out of here", Dwalin told them, already knowing that they shouldn't be standing in this spot. "We can’t; we have no ponies!", Fili pointed out once he drew out his twin warrior swords.

"Stay with your brother", Saeril suddenly told Kili as she had an idea to her mind while beginning to walk away from the group. "Where are you off to?", Fili asked his godmother in alarm. She turned her upper body to them. "I am a fae. I have some pull around here", she winked at him before taking flight, in order for them to have eyes and ears in the air. As soon as she was flying above them at a great height, she noticed the orc getting closer to them. With anger flaring in her eyes, the mighty she-elf gave a high-piercing screech before she charged. Dive bombing in flight, she violently collided with the orc rider head-on. Unfortunately, the squeal of the orc's death caught the attention of the others who were chasing Radagast. "The Dwarf-scum are over there! After them!", Azog ordered to them in Black Speech. "Move! Run!", Gandalf shouted to his dwarven companions. "This way! Quickly!", Saeril followed while in flight as she continued to knock some orcs off course during the chase.

As the orcs got closer to the company, Gandalf suddenly emerged from behind the large rock formation. "This way, you fools!", he yelled in order to get their attention.

[kiiblade]

For once, Thorin was in agreement with Gandalf. They were outnumbered and tiring fast. "Quickly, all of you! Go, go, go!”
Mentally, he counted each dwarf and Bilbo as they passed him by. The last thing he wanted was for one to be left by mistake. Nearly everyone had made it, and Kili had promised to follow Fili, but when he saw that his uncle had remained, he stayed as well.
Stubborn as ever, Kili wasn't budging from his spot in the clearing. The youngest shot at another oncoming warg, but his efforts would not be enough.
"Kili! Run!" Thorin left no room for argument in his voice; now was the time to follow orders.

Kili backed up a few paces, then finally turned to run. With his heavy coat and weaponry, he was not as swift as he would have normally been, and at the last moment he slid to the opening in the rock formation, only to tumble to the bottom right next to his brother and burglar. "Fili!" It was a relief to see him in one piece, but his heart sank when he realized that someone was still missing. "Where's Delva?!"

At that, Thorin arrived to safety as well. An Elven horn sounded, and the sounds of battle continued on. Everyone fell silent, and one of the orcs fell into the cavern after being shot through the skull with an arrow.
Frowning, Thorin ripped the arrow from the corpse, then threw it aside in disgust once he recognized its make. "Elves."

[AngelBites15]

Wickedly close the orcs were, Saeril used the speed of flight and aimed for the hole her companions just jumped into. Swooping down at great speed and aiming for the incoming warg, the she-elf collided with the beast, and rolled with it into the hole. Her wings cocooned around her, she rolled down the rock; the body of the wild creature falling dead with her. Looking down at it, her luminous eyes were glowing with rage, and she bared her teeth at it. Panting to calm herself down, Saeril retracted her weapon.

Shaking her head at the energy, the she-elf's wings retracted back into her cloak. "...I'm sorry. That was intense; it's been a while since I flew that fast", Saeril apologized to the stares of the others. She had to keep herself under control before the concealed power decides to unleash itself.