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

As Tauriel was crouched, on the other side of Yavanna...she saw a flicker between the rocks. "I saw a light." she murmured. Something definitely moved there. As the red-haired she-elf listened to Legolas explain; her eyes filled with sadness as he mentioned the loss of his mother. Tauriel was rather speechless, not knowing how to comfort him. But her eyes were soft, sympathetic.

Listening to the prince talk, Yavanna sensed a sadness in his voice, as if he recalled a bad memory. As she learned, that he lost his mother. Her eyes filled with a sadness. Yavanna knew, what it was like to loose a parent. She had lost her mother, at a young age. when Yavanna was only 8, Lady Celebrian went missing. To this day, she had not been found, Many believed her to be dead. Growing up without a mother, left the young she-elf with a void, not many could fill. Maybe apart from Seril. She was like the mother, she always needed through out her years. Yavanna knew the void and emptiness, one felt with the loss of someone, dear to your heart.

"I am so sorry." The young she-elf whispered. Yavanna's hand lightly, tenderly touched his own. An affectionate, soft touch. Giving his hand a soft squeeze, as if wanting to soothe him.

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Kili saw the exhaustion of Fili's eyes. His elder brother, was pulling his weight...for the both of them. He could not express, how grateful he was for Fili's help...but it was tiring for them all. "It is my home, I will defend it...not let others fight for me." Kili spoke, as Saeril asked if he would follow her into battle. Kili was one of Thorin's best warriors; he never backed down from a fight...not when it came to protecting his home.

Knowing Bilbo could not reason with Thorin any longer. The young Hobbit left the armory, unseen. Everyone was busy, getting ready. In the city of Dale, citizens were surprised and startled by the arrival of Gandalf, the Grey.

"Oi...you...Pointy Hat!" Alfrid addressed Gandalf; walking down a few stairs. "Yes, you! We don't want no Tramps, Beggars or Vagabonds around here. We got enough trouble, without the likes of you." he as always was bitter, judging Gandalf with his every look. "Of you go...on your horse." Alfrid nodded to the Stallion Gandalf arrived on.

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As Thorin left; a large portion of the Dwarves followed him down the Armory. Where they were beginning to get dressed. Thorin's words about 'defending Erebor' seemed to be swimming through everyone's minds. Bilbo had promised, to keep Fili and Kili's secret. He too had his own secrets...to their's was safe with him. He would not tell Saeril of what had come to pass, last night. But the Hobbit was worried.

On his way to the armory, Kili caught sight of Saeril. It seemed like she had over-heard what happened between Bard and Thorin. And herself preparing, for the war...that'd be upon them. He wished he could calm down his God-Mother, but he feared that no amount of words would bring her comfort and peace in this matter. All that Kili could do, was try and get ready for war...as he made his way to the armory. He began to look through the weapons, shields and armor. When the she-elf joined them, Kili looked at her. "You heard, Uncle's refusal." It was not a question, but more of a statement. He sounded sad.

Bilbo, on the other hand. Was scheming a plan of his own. He had to try and put a stop to this somehow. Just as he was about to sneak out, Thorin had caught him past the Armory, giving him a 'gift' of Mitheral. Bilbo thought he looked absurd, when he put it on. But the Dwarf King, was going mad...his thoughts telling him that someone betrayed him. Bilbo sighed, Thorin was getting worse and worse. "Thorin, the quest is over. You've won the Mountain...is that not enough?" Bilbo questioned, looking at his friend.

"Betrayed, by own Kin?" Countered Thorin. His mind swimming with accusations, of who might have taken the Arkenstone from him. Bilbo felt a pang of guilt, but it would be for his own good.

"You made, a promise...to the people of Lake-Town." Bilbo tried to reason with Thorin. "Is this treasure, really worth more than your Honor?" Thorin looked a little at Bilbo in disbelief. Not another, one trying to talk me into something. Thorin thought to himself. "Our Honor...I was also there. I gave my word." Bilbo reminded him, it was not just him that promised to help the people, but the rest of the company as well.

"The treasure of the Mountain, does not belong to the people of Lake Town." Thorin sounded fierce. One moment he was grateful for Bilbo's word...the next, angry at the thought of giving away his family gold. Bilbo's worry for Thorin grew more and more, this wasn't going to end well. Not for anyone...especially for Thorin. "This Gold...is ours." Thorin breathed out; looking like he was under some kind a spell almost. "Ours alone." he almost struggled to breathe for a bit, his head spinning.

Listening to Thorin, his voice almost sounded distorted. Bilbo swallowed. He caught the worried looks of Fili and Kili, from the corner of his eyes. "I will not part with any of it...not one piece!" Thorin swore.

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The three elves, reached the top of the hill. Yavanna run after Legolas and Tauriel, keeping up with them with ease. She was running almost more silently, gracefully almost. As they reached the top, she knelled down by the large boulder, besides Legolas and Tauriel. Looking at the scene before them.

"Gundabad." Tauriel breathed out, as she took in the sight as well. Both of the she-elves were rather curious of what was beyond the fortress.

"What lies beyond?" Yavanna asked softly, almost cautiously as she looked at the Elven Prince.

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

Ah thank god, I'll try and watch it soon, but not sure when. December will be rather busy for me, I got my gran coming over for a few weeks for Christmas. Aww shame..but I understand. No worries.

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

I can't promise the cross over rp any time soon, haven't had time to re-watch, get into Black Sails.

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

Thorin narrowed his eyes hearing Bard, glancing at him. "I will not treat, with any man...whilst an armored host lays before my door."

"Your threats do not sway me." Thorin remarked; hearing Bard's words about Thranduil's intentions to attack. Thorin was listening, but he was silent...his jaw clenching. "When the men of Lake Town, come to us for aid...for the promise of rich Reward?!" Thorin was getting agitated. "A Bargain?! What choice do we have, but to barter our birthright for blankets and food. To ransom in exchange for our freedom! You call that a fair-trade?" He asked, looking through the hole. The anger swimming in his eyes again.

"Tell me, Bard the Dragon Slayer. Why should I honnor such terms?!" He leaned his back against the stone wall, away from Bard's view. He could see the Dwarvish company and Bilbo looking at him..expecting him to agree. "Be gone! And let the others fly!" Thorin yelled towards Bard.

"What are you doing?" Bilbo asked in disbelief. "You cannot go to war! Do you not see the Elvish Army at the ready? Not to mention, several hundred angry fisherman...we are in fact outnumbered." Bilbo told Thorin...he had no idea, when Thorin abandoned all the little 'reason' he had inside of him. But this would not end well.

"Not for much Longer." Thorin spoke as he turned to Bilbo; as if he was expecting the arrival of someone.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Bilbo asked confused.
"It means Master Baggins...you should never underestimate Dwarves." Thorin told Bilbo. Meanwhile, Thranduil was waiting on the return of Bard to hear of what had come to pass between him and Thorin.

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As Thorin kept an eye on everything...he then walked up the steps that led him to the open part, of the entrance that had not been blocked off yet; seeing the Elves armed and ready...and soon hearing the arrival of bard. His jaw clenched. "Why do you come, to the Gates of the King under the mountain, armed and ready for war?" He questioned, not looking rather pleased about the arrival off the Elves. Or the Bargeman for that matter.

Kili could hear the disgust in his uncle's voice, he had kept his neck covered. In attempt to hide the fading mark. Glancing down at Bard. Kili gathered, he was here to negotiate with his uncle. He just hoped, he would have better luck.

At the thought of talking to him. Thorin nodded his head...gesturing Bard to come closer. Before walking down the stairs...Thorin stood near the rock, that had a whole in it...seeing Bard on the other side. "I am Listening."

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Watching his elves, march past him. Thranduil turned to face Bard. "The Heirlooms of my people, are not likely forsaken." he spoke, before he rose an eyebrow. "You would try and reason with the Dwarf?" That idea surprised and intrigued him at the same time. "Very well, try what you can." The Elvenking Agreed. If this did not work...there'd be war. "Guard...give the Bargeman a horse." he commanded.

One of the Elven Soldiers nodded. "Yes, your majesty." he bowed before his King. Before leading a white Stallion towards Bard.

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Kili looked at his elder brother; as he uncovered the mark upon his neck. Kili hid it again, once Fili released the grip from his chin. The last thing, that Delva needed to see was this.

The young Hobbit sighed. "Un-natural greed and obsession with Gold. Balin told me all about it, Thor suffered from the same thing, as Thorin now is. Thorin isn't thinking like himself. All of this, will be Thorin's un-doing....if something doesn't change." Bilbo said, worried.
"Bilbo's right." Kili spoke, as his elder brother turned to look at him. "Delva warned me, uncle was..unwell. I didn't think, he'd do this though." he frowned. "She was upset, she didn't tell me what about...but she's resting." He told Fili with a slight frown; still thinking off what he witnessed, when he found her. Kili felt, like she was hiding something from him...from them all.

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In the morning, Alfrid did not notice the arrival of the elvish army from Mirkwood. Claiming it had been a peaceful night and that nothing could get past him.
King Thranduil had arrived, in the early morning...the survivors of Lake Town, coming to see the elven Army. As they were curious, if it was true. "I heard you needed my aid." The King spoke, when Bard came to greet him. Two Silvan Elves, rode in with a cart full of green food, grain and water. "Your gratitude is misplaced. I am here for something, that belongs to me." Thranduil glanced towards the Mountain. He was seemingly ready for war.

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Seeing the anger in Fili's eyes...Kili looked down at the ground slightly. Feeling shame. It was bad enough, others hated him and their kin...but their uncle. That was something else. And something, he did not expect. Even if he should have seen it coming, with his uncle's condition. It was still painful. At least their mother; Dis. Was not here to witness the downfall of her elder brother. It would be too painful for their mother, a disgrace.

"You don't know...." Thorin began, about to snap at Fili when he mentioned his sister. Thorin's jaw clenched. The anger burning in his eyes, it seemed like the words were not getting through to him. "There is nothing, wrong with me!" he hissed, almost offended.

Bilbo sighed; looking at Fili. "It's no use...you'll get hurt." he told the elder of the two Durin boys. Thorin walked off, leaving the Dwarfs to their work. Bilbo sighed. "It's the Dragon Sickness...don't take it personally." he tried to soothe, but he knew it would be hard for both of the boys to forget, and not take it personally...after what Thorin had done.

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The moment, that Thorin caused harm upon Kili. Struck and hurt the young Durin...and confused him. Never in his life, had his uncle laid a bad hand on him..ever. As Fili's interception made Thorin let go. Kili had slide down the wall, with a slight thump. Having lost his balance. Delva could not know about this...or she'd have a fit and her anger towards Thorin would fester even more so than it already done. As Kili managed to climb up to his feet...he was a little out of breath.

Thorin turned to his elder; the anger swimming in his eyes. "You both should know, better than to speak down to your King!" he growled out angrily. "My word is final!" Thorin wasn't going to be swayed back to the other side..and help those, that'd only seek to rob him of his family's wealth. "Carry on with the job, you were both told to do! I will not let Erebor be taken from us again!" his voice echoed through the vast halls.

As the people of Dale were resting, the army of Thranduil were slowly arriving. For different reasons, one was too bring the survivors of Lake Town food, drink, grain they were in need off. But the Elvenking was getting restless. His mind was on the promised starlight gems, he was promised. He would have what belonged to him, even if it meant war.