[IC] Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

[AngelBites15]

Saeril was quick to act, and stop him from falling into the pit. She pulled him back, encasing him into a hug, and rock him. "It's okay. He's not real. That wasn't real", she kept reassuring him, softly.

She rocked Kili a little to make him come to his senses before she heard something creak. Almost like a thousand legs trailing down the bark of the trees. They were slow, and they were getting close. Turning around, she found a wave of arachnids dragging the company off, until she heard a hiss in the other direction, stalking towards Fili and the princess. Sheathing one of her daggers, Saeril threw it towards the creature, piercing its head.

[WolfLover]

Kili was shaking slightly "But dad...he's here...dad.." he whimpered, as Saeril rocked him slightly. Almost bringing him back to his senses.

Bilbo had climbed up high into the tree top...taking a deep breath of fresh air. When he was up top. Seeing the beautiful butterflies...he chuckled lightly. He saw the sun. "I see a river...a lake...the mountain. We're getting close...I know which way to go." he called down...but no answer. "Hello?!" he called out. He saw something moving in the trees..but no one answered. Ducking his head down, he tried to see if he could spot something. But saw nothing...about to climb down. His foot caught on a piece of web and he fell through the tree top...landing in a spider web. Bilbo groaned and then let out a yelp...as a spider lept ontop and began to wrap him up into a cocoon.

Yavanna heard the odd movements, glancing around. She saw the giant Spiders of Mirkwood...and she stiffened on her spot. Terrified. Not on purpose...but Yavanna had a deep fear of Spiders. They terrified her. A scream left her lips...as she saw the large creature drop dead in front of her and Fili..after Saeril threw her dagger. Her scream seemed to echo through the woods. Yavanna was trembling. And then something grabbed her from behind...making her let out another scream. Another spider, began to wrap her up into a cocoon dragging her off.

Bilbo was dazed...when he woke up. He could see a giant spider above him. The spider was getting ready to eat him. But his sword stuck up through the cocoon...piercing the Spider's chest...few times. The spider shrieked...before falling through the tree...dead.

[AngelBites15]

The spider gave an unearthly screech. One that was horrible enough to scare Fili into sheathing one of his swords, before Yavanna's scream became enough for him to clear his vision. Only to see her terrified face, he gave a yell, and sliced at the spider that was proceeding to wrap her into a cocoon. To hear the princess scream, Saeril acted fast.

Once her wings unraveled themselves, she flew herself towards the spiders. Agile maneuvers like any other elf, her dagger and sharp finger cuffs were her only shape-weapon, as she killed off part of the pack that proceeded from the tree tops. Slicing at the spider that was dragging Kili off, the winged she-elf kicked at the arachnid, until she felt the pierce of another's stinger.

She gasped as the penetrating object hit her left arm. Numbness went through her body, almost as if she was stiff inside out (almost like her arm fell asleep). The injury on her leg was healed, but this was another injury she would have to fight through. She couldn't momentarily move, while under the effects of the spiders' poison in her bloodstream.

[WolfLover]

Another spider had scrambled up behind Fili. Sticking his stinger into the Dwarves back. Before wrapping him up in a cocoon, once he went limp. The other Spider had shrieked...before continuing to wrap the Princess up. The two Dwarves brothers and Yavanna were dragged off. Joining the rest of the company.

As Saeril couldn't move. The spider took his opportunity and wrapped Saeril up in a cocoon. Before too dragging her off with the rest of them.

Bilbo looked around. He could see quite a few Spiders up in the tree tops and moving Cocoons...that belonged to the company. He hid behind a tree, before he slipped on his ring. Becoming Invisible. As he did, he could hear the Spiders talking. Debating about eating their new found meals and complaining that one had kicked them. Picking a bone that was left hanging from the spider web...Bilbo tossed it aside. The spiders looked in the direction of the noise, following it. Scrambling past Bilbo.

"Fat and Juicy...juicy." One Spider was getting ready to eat one of the Dwarves. When Bilbo stabbed it, lashing at it with his sword. The Spider shrieked, confused. His fangs making snapping noises. "Where is it? What is this?" the spider shrieked.

"Here.." Bilbo said, as he took of his ring. Before proceeding to stab the Spider...between the eyes. The spider shrieked "It stings.." then it fell down through the tree.

Bilbo looked at his sword "Mhh, Sting. That's a good name." he said "Sting!" he smirked to himself. He then proceed to cut through the spider web...cutting at the cocoons. The members of the Company falling down...one by one. As Bilbo was setting them free, from the giant spider web.

[AngelBites15]

It finally dawns upon Saeril that she was being dragged away, and up the tree. She couldn't move, due to the venom in her veins, but she wondered how long she was unconscious, until she heard the slash of a sword, and feeling herself falling to the ground below. After a few minutes of laying there, she fought the venom's effects, and reached for her second dagger; the other one missing, since her capture.

Using the effort to cut herself loose, she gasped for air, and breathed in the air once she managed to get out of the sticky web. Hearing branches cracking above her, the corpse of a spider fell, along with a sack; a white sack, to what appears to be a person inside. Cutting the web as fast as she can, she came across the face of Yavanna. Gasping in relief, she quickly worked to get the girl free. Another sack fell, and Fili was working his way out of the sticky substance.

[WolfLover]

As the sacks fell one by one. The Dwarves wiggled in their sacks. Thorin was one of the first few with Kili, that managed to claw their way out to freedom. "Bilbo....Bilbo...where are you?!" Kili yelled out, worried for the Hobbit.

"Up here!" Bilbo yelled out...but then gasped as a Spider sprung at him. The pair wrestled up in the tree. Stabbing the Spider...they both fell in another direction..away from the Company...as Bilbo fell through the air. The ring slipped from his grip..landing down near by. Bilbo began to scramble, looking for the ring.

Yavanna was waking up, as her eyes opened. She saw Saeril and gasped in relief...but slightly shaken up. She sat up, from the web, but still some was stuck to her hair. "Watch out!" she yelled out, as she saw a bunch of spiders running towards them all. Everyone was covered in Cob-webs.

Kili began to fire his arrows at the spiders...the other Dwarves slashing at the beasts, that were attacking.

[AngelBites15]

As soon as the company tried to work together in fending off against, the winged she-elf realized that they were horribly outnumbered by the arachnids. However, she didn't expect Elves to appear out of the trees; some shooting at the spiders with arrows, while others used knives. That's when a blonde-haired Elf jumped from the trees, and using his knives, as well as his arrows to fend off against the spiders, until other elves appeared, and pointed their arrows at the dwarves, and the two female elves.

Pulling back the bow string, the blonde aimed at the Dwarven King. "Do not think I won't kill you, Dwarf. It would be my pleasure", he firmly told Thorin as he kept his stance in front of him, with the arrow pointed at his face.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna tried to keep close to Saeril and Fili. When she saw the elves appear out of nowhere...she gasped as she saw different swords and bows pointed at them. But her eyes landed on the blonde elf, whom had his bow pointed at Thorin.

Thorin's jaw clenched, as he looked at the blonde-haired elf, that was pointing the arrow at him. He lowered down his sword slightly.

Meanwhile, Kili had been trying to fend of a spiders on his own. "Help!" he yelled out. From the tree tops, swooped down a red haired elf. She had Duel daggers in her hands, she slashed her way through the Spiders. "Quick, give me something." Kili yelled out to the she-elf.

As the female, stabbed the last spider. She looked down at the Dwarf. "Do not think, I'd give you a weapon Dwarf." she said, before she escorted him back towards the group. "Search them." she commanded. Being the Captain of the Guard...Tauriel then glanced down towards Yavanna and Saeril. "Mhh, how odd...two elves among Dwarves..." she muttered to Legolas. That was a bit of a surprise. But something, about the two elves seemed bit familiar. Tauriel narrowed her eyes at Yavanna slightly, taking her in. Then she glanced towards Saeril. She rose an eyebrow at the winged she-elf.

[AngelBites15]

Saeril had no choice but to stop, her gaze landing upon the Elven prince of Mirkwood. Legolas' identity was of no secret to her; the blond elf resembled his father in more ways than one. She had come to realize that they were standing in the territory of the King who betrayed Thorin and his kin; no wonder. "Silvan Elves", she whispered to Yavanna. "I contain half of their blood", she added before her daggers were given up.

"Legolas, hir nin (my Lord)!" called out a Wood Elf, who had taken Orcrist from Thorin. He bowed his head respectfully to the prince and held out the sword for him to take. The elf had recognized it being of Elvish-making, and found it rather odd that a dwarf was carrying it.

"Legolas Thranduilion (Legolas, son of Thranduil)", Saeril fluently spoke up to the leading elf, after she gave a respectful greeting sign of the elves: hand on her chest. A few of the elves eyed the two female elves warily. If she was one of their kin, then why were they dealing with Dwarves? But they seemed to brush it off relatively well, though they were still taken in as prisoners, along with the Dwarves. She and Yavanna were other than forced to walk along with their companions towards the gate of the Halls of the Woodland Realm. Saeril may have respect for elves, but she didn't appreciate herself being dragged, or treated different by them. The ElvenKing was another story to her. She knew him, but she really watched him from a distance.

Saeril was rather surprised that she and Yavanna weren't being taken to the dungeons like everybody else, except for Thorin. Legolas was narrowing his icy blue eyes in every direction of the room as cell doors were being closed repeatedly. Nothing seemed to have phased him since he had that cold stare upon his Elven facials until he noticed that the two female Elves were still in the open of the room. "Take them to the king as well. We don't want any new suspicions roaming these halls", his calm voice sounded to the other elves.

Eyes slightly widening, Saeril stood outside Kili's cell, resting a hand on his cell door. She had to at least let him know that she was still there. An expression of shame filled her, and she didn't like how her own kin would treat her companions, even to the sons of Durin, no doubt. However, she wasn't allowed to stay with him for long as an Elven hand rested firmly on her shoulder and forcefully, but still gently, steered her in the same direction Thorin was being taken.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna heard Saeril, but her eyes stayed on the Prince of Mirkwood. Thorin didn't seem very happy that they were being taken to the Kingdom, of the King and his people that betrayed him so long ago. She glanced at Saeril, as she spoke. Yavanna winced, as one of the elves rather roughly took her own sword and bow with arrows. One of them grabbed her by her injured arm. She flinched. "Ouch.."
The elf rose an eyebrow at the she-elf, before he noticed the bandage. He moved to her other side, tagging her by her good arm.

The young Princess eyes, kept glancing towards Legolas every so often. She didn't know why, but as handsome as he was. He was also bit intimidating.

Bilbo followed the group; invisible. He sneaked inside before the gates were closed. The Dwarves and the two females were taken down to the cells. As Tauriel was about to close Kili in his cell. The Dwarf looked at her. "Aren't you going to search me? I could have anything down my trousers."

Tauriel rose an eyebrow at the young Dwarf. "Or nothing." she replied, closing the door. Locking it. Yavanna closed her eyes. Did he really just say that? She tried not to laugh, as it was rather amusing...but inappropriate. One of the she-elves, found another dagger hidden among Fili's things, and she rose an eyebrow at him, before locking him up.

As Yavanna heard Legolas; she was a little surprised. But followed, Saeril and Thorin as they were being escorted to King Thranduil. The Elven King of Mirkwood, was sitting upon his throne, when the trio were brought before him. Thranduil rose an eyebrow, seeing the two Females and the Dwarf.

"Thorin Okaenshield...and...?" Thranduil paused looking at Yavanna. She did look familiar to the king. He knew Lord Elrond well, and at one point. He did see the young Princess, but she was very little then.

"Yavanna Nienna Undomiel, cín majestui. (Yavanna Nienna Undomiel, your majesty.)" Yavanna spoke softly in Elvish, greeting the Elvenking with respect. Thranduil smiled a little bit. "Mhh, such young beauty, you've grown into." he muttered. Thranduil then turned to face Saeril, looking curious.

[AngelBites15]

Saeril had looked up to face the intimidating figure of the king. It has been a long while, since she had seen him. The last time she had managed to claim witness of King Thranduil was during Smaug's invasion Erebor; how he and his Elvenkin have turned their backs on the many dwarves who have been seeking for help. "Saeril Hermiaen, my lord", she introduced herself with a respectful nod, from next to Yavanna; her wings turning back into her cloak, as soon as His Majesty laid eyes on her.

With his scouting attire gone, Legolas took upon consideration to take witness of his father's presence with the newcomers. His cold gaze looking at the two female elves yet he noticed his father's slight kindness towards the younger, who introduced herself as Yavanna.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna noticed, the Prince's cold gaze towards the three of them. She tried not to be phased by his cold look. But her eyes remained soft, as she glanced between the King and the Prince. Their resemblance visible.

Thranduil acknowledged Saeril with a nod, and he rose an eyebrow at the trio. "And what may you be all doing in Mirkwood?" he asked rather sharply. "Trying to steal, something that doesn't belong to you?" he asked Thorin. He had heard about the Orcist.

"I didn't steal anything." Thorin said sharply, looking up at the elvenking. But seemed rather reluctant to tell the King, why they were in Mirkwood. Given the betrayal all those years ago.

[AngelBites15]

"We came for a purpose, my Lord", Saeril spoke up. Her facials did not change since she was ready for something like this to happen. Again, she knew the king, and once knew their queen. The poor Elfling. Her eyes were pinned to the taller elf, and there was no fear within them. Given her amount of experience, Saeril was strong to conquer these kinds of encounters, but the wrath of the ElvenKing was a different story.

"Our purpose of passing through your domain, would give us a safer road through the forest to claim what is theirs", she gestured to Thorin. "Under Gandalf the Grey's order, we were to stay on the Elven path", her proper voice returned until turning around. "We are to claim the Lonely Mountain up in the Mist", she finally said it.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna saw the calculating look in Lord Thranduil's eyes, as he listened to Saeril. "Ah, you seek that what would bestow upon you, the right to rule." Thranduil figured it out, looking at Thorin. "The King's Jewel. The Arkenstone. You desire it. It is precious to you beyond measure. I understand that. " he smirked slightly. "I too desire, jewls in the Mountains. White Gems of pure Starlight."

"I offer you my help." Thranduil spoke, looking at Thorin.

The Dwarven King was quite for a few moments, looking at Thranduil. "I am listening."
"I will let you go, if you but return what is mine." The Elvenking spoke looking at the Dwarf.

"Ah...A favor for a favor." Thorin muttered, as he turned away from Thorin a few moments. "You have my word." Thranduil spoke softly. "One king to another."

Thorin's jaw clenched slightly. "I would not trust. Thranduil...The Great King. To honer his word...should the end of all days be upon us." Thorin rose his voice, getting angry. Yavanna closed her eyes, as she heard Thorin. "Thorin..." she said softly, trying to calm him down before something would happen.
"You lack all Honnor." Thorin yelled out. "I have seen how you treat your friends! We came to you once, starving, homeless. But you turned your back. Turned your back, away from the suffering of my People! The infero that destroyed us." Thranduil looked slightly shocked and appalled, at the tone Thorin took with him.

Yavanna just flinched, at how angry Thorin sounded. This was not going to end well, if it carried on like this. "Do not talk to me about Dragon Fire! I know it's wrath and ruin!" Thranduil's face began to change...it seemed like the skin of a snake for a few moments. The shift made Yavanna take a step back from the ElvenLord. "I have faced the Great Serpents of the North! I warned your Grand-father, of what his greed would Summon!"

[AngelBites15]

Funny it may seem, but Saeril was expecting this sudden outburst to come from the leader of the company. When Thorin began to speak in Khuzdul, she understood his every word, and this wasn't pleasing for the king nor her. Yavanna was the only one to be exasperated for Thorin's behavior, and Saeril looked to the ground, staying out of the conversation before she could manage to look up again, only to witness the illusion upon the King's face.

The change didn't frighten Saeril and, when she noticed the princess step back a little, the elder looked back to her with sympathy, before reaching out a hand, offering her the comfort, as well as the courage to step up again. In fact, the illusion only struck Saeril with pain for the ElvenKing.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna looked at Saeril, her hand touched her's softly. It brought her some easy and comfort. She then looked at Thorin "Thorin, please...think about this." she tried to soothe the Dwarf King.

"Are you taking their side?" Thorin asked sharply, looking at Yavanna. He wasn't irritated with her, but with this situation. "What makes you think, you can trust either of them?" Thorin spat, nodding his head to the King, before nodding his head towards Legolas.
Yavanna glanced towards the Elven Prince. As far as she was aware, he didn't do anything wrong. Besides taking them in, after the attack of the Spiders. "You cannot blame him, for what his father done in the past. It's not even his fault." Yavanna spoke looking at Thorin. Defending Legolas, for his father's actions he had nothing to do with, when Smaug took Erebor. "He's offered you freedom. We would not be alive, if it wasn't for...Legolas and the elven Guard. We were outnumbered by those Spiders." Yavanna spoke softly, but tried to reason with Thorin. "Please, think about it...before you cause a mess, that we can't get out of." she looked at Thorin. Begging him to calm down and be rational.

"Im ceri- sincerelui, apologize. Ho's. Going trí a bit -o tarag anand." (I do sincerely, apologize. He's...going through a bit of tough time.) Yavanna spoke towards the ElvenKing softly, trying to sort this mess out. Thranduil was left a little stunned and surprised, that the young elf began to speak, trying to calm down the Dwarven King and even defended his son. That was quite unexpected.

[AngelBites15]

Saeril watched as Yavanna tried to reason with Thorin, all to the point where she had merely defended the king and Legolas. The girl had a conscience, that's for sure. She would have reasoned with the Dwarven king herself, but after going through much thought, she would think this new idea would work for them. But she couldn't say around Thorin; otherwise, they will never gain their freedom. As long as Thorin behaves, it would be best to save it. In the meantime, the elder kept it to herself.

Legolas watched the girl try to reason with the Dwarf and, inside his heart, he could tell that she was brave, and almost delicate, in the way she spoke. She had reason behind her words, and the way she defended him, that was totally not to be expected. Mahal, he would do the same if someone wronged his father. "How can you trust such a despicable race?", the prince questioned, half out of curiosity, half out of disgust.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna was surprised, the moment Legolas spoke to her. She turned to face the Prince; looking at him with soft eyes. "They are not all bad, your majesty." she spoke softly. "Thorin Okaenshield, may have his temper and be un-trusting to most of our kind...but deep inside, he and his kin have good hearts. You just have to get to know them, not judge by mere race." She said softly. "They are honorable warriors and people. Just, like our kind are." she gave Legolas, a gentle warm smile of Kindness. "I see the good in people, and friends that shore bonds, challenges together grow closer, even if their races may not always see each other as allies at first."

Thorin bit the inside of his cheek; going silent after young Yavanna tried to stop him from causing a scene. But he was not happy. He was tempted to call the King's race despicable, but he would not..as he trusted Yavanna and Saeril. Plus Young Yavanna gave Thorin a serious look; as if she almost read his mind.

[AngelBites15]

Legolas almost Yavanna's explanation to be true, but considering that his father taught about the natures of the Dwarven king, he couldn't accept them. Not yet, anyway. Besides, it wasn't enough to convince him otherwise. He looked to Thorin, before he glanced back to his father.

Saeril was quite surprise at her response, but not at all on how she was saying it. The elder held the same views for each and every race thriving within Middle Earth; their differences shouldn't matter.

[WolfLover]

Thorin's jaw clenched slightly, seeing the way Legolas looked at him. "That still doesn't cha..." Yavanna cut in softly, hearing Thorin "Thorin Okaenshield." She looked at him, raising her voice gently. "Have you learned nothing these past few days?" she asked him softly. "We all made our mistakes, you admitted to your wrong thoughts of us. People learn, they grow...from their mistakes. Could not the same be said, for his majesty?" Yavanna asked, referring to King Thranduil.

"We are all a part of this world. They are not the real foes...neither are your kind. Hating each other, won't solve the world's problems." Yavanna spoke softly. "Hate causes more issues, it never solves anything." she shook her head at the Dwarf King. "I think, you should think on what's been said and consider King Thranduil's offer. You might not get another one, if you make the Elvenking more angry, than you already have." she told Thorin softly. "It might just be the one and only chance, you'll get to consider this."

Watching the young girl; Thranduil listened to her words. It seemed like she cared about the world's peace. And most races.

Thorin's jaw clenched momentarily, before he glanced at the ElvenKing. He did not believe the same could be said for him. Once a traitor...always a traitor. "No, I don't believe, he's changed." Thorin said sharply. Yavanna closed her eyes, as she heard Thorin. Now he's done it. Yavanna sighed softly. "I will not accept, any offer from him! I learned too well, the last time when we came to him for help." Thorin hissed.

Thranduil rose a slight eyebrow at Thorin. Two guards grabbed the Dwarf. "Stay here and rot if you will. 100 Years is a blink in the life of an elf. I am patient." he watched as the guards dragged Thorin to the dungeons.