My name is Sylvanas Windrunner. I am Half-Elf, Half-Windrunner. My uncle is Lord Elrond. But Windrunners are a human-like species that either fly or run at great speed, and have birds of prey as their companions, my mother is Lord Elrond's sister, my father is the king of Stormwind, the windrunners kingdom. My journey began when Gandalf The Grey, had asked me to be the fifteenth of Thorin and his company, at first I refused, but my father said this would be my time to have an adventure, because when I was a little girl, I always wanted to have an adventure, then I said yes, now I am travelling with Fili, and Kili, Thorin's nephews, to Hobbiton.
"How many miles now?" Fili asked.
"Silvia said it's twenty more minutes." I answered his question, Silvia is my silver-feathered hawk, I found her as a chick because she fell from her nest and I raised her.
"So, why is your hair white? Not to be rude." Kili asked.
"Well, it's a long and sad story." I said the honest truth.
"We can take it." Both the dwarves said.
"(sighs) When I was born, I had an unknown illness, I was still and quiet, as if I was asleep. My parents feared that I would die, because my condition was critical, and the healers, including the lead healer, could not cure me. My father prayed that I would live, but my uncle, with my mother, placed me in the spirit oasis, the Elven moon goddess, Yue herself, gave me part of her life force, then my hair changed from dark blond to white, and I cried for the first time, my parents had a celebration to honor me it lasted an entire week. Now you know " I told my story.
"Wow, that's pretty sad." Fili said, wiping a tear of his face.
"Were here." I said. I rang the doorbell, and the door opened to reveal Bilbo Baggins
"Fili..." Fili introduced himself.
"And Kili..." Then Kili introduced himself.
"And Sylvanas Windrunner." I finally introduced myself.
"At your service." Fili, Kili, and I said at the same time.
"You must be Mr. Boggins." Kili said, mispronouncing Bilbo's last name.
"Nope! You can't come in. You've come to the wrong house." Bilbo said, closing the door until Kili stopped it with his foot.
"Has it been canceled?" Kili asked.
"No one told us." Fili said
"No, nothing's been canceled." Bilbo said.
"That's a relief." Kili said. Then Fili took out his swords.
"Careful with these. I just had them sharpened." Fili said. So not wise, Fili.
"It's nice, this place." Kili complemented Bilbo's hobbit hole.
"It really is, even though I can't fit." I said to be honest.
"Yeah." Bilbo said, I guess he doesn't like dwarves.
"Did you do it yourself?" Kili asked
"What? No, it's been in my family for years." Bilbo answered
Then Kili was wiping his boot all over a glory box, smooth one Kili.
"That's my mother's glory box, can you please not do that." Bilbo asked Kili.
"Fili, Kili, can you give us a hand?" A dwarf with tattoos on his head asked the nephews of Thorin, I suppose that's Dwalin.
"Mr. Dwalin." Kili said, I guessed right.
"Shove this in the hallway, otherwise we'll never get everyone in." The one I think is Balin said.
"'Everyone', how many more are there?" Bilbo asked
"Where do you want this?" Kili asked, then the doorbell rang again.
"Oh no. No. No. There's nobody home! Go away and bother somebody else. There are far too many dwarves, in my dining room, as it is." Bilbo yelled. My guess that he doesn't like dwarves is true then.
"If this is some clot-head's idea of a joke... Haha,I can only say it is in very poor taste." Bilbo said then opened the door, then like eight dwarves fell to the floor.
"Get off, you big lump!" one of them said. Then Gandalf came in.
"Gandalf." Bilbo said, ok, know this is getting weird. Then the dwarves started to take the food from the kitchen to the dinning hall, by Valar, these guys are pigs.
"Those are my pri...! Excuse me, not my wine." Bilbo started complaining.
"Gandalf, I know as the fifteenth member and the princess of Stormwind, but I don't think he's exactly burglary materiel." I said, beginning my doubt.
"Young Sylvanas, there is more to hobbits than meets the eyes itself." Gandalf said, I smiled as a response.
"Excuse me, Mr. Gandalf, Princess Sylvanas?" One of them, named Dori asked.
"Yes?" We both answered.
"May I tempt you with a cup of chamomile?" Dori asked.
"No thank you, Dori, a little red wine for me" Gandalf said.
"But I would like some, please." I said. Then he poured a cup for me. I took a sip as Gandalf was counting the dwarves.
"Uh, Fili, Kili, uh... Oin, Gloin, Dwalin, Balin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Nori, Ori!" Gandalf counted them and a dwarf with an axe in the talked to him in Dwarvish.
"Yes, you're quite right, Bifur. We appear to be one Dwarf short." Gandalf said.
"He is late, is all. He went to a meeting of our kin, he will come." Dwalin said, I guess he was talking about Thorin. Then Dori came with a really small cup of red wine.
"Mr. Gandalf? A little red wine as requested, it's got a fruity bouquet." Dori said.
"Ah, cheers." Gandalf said and then drank the wine, and took a good look at the really small cup.
I looked as they eat as I took a bite out of my muffin.
"Bombur's on his second leg of lamb already." One of them said. Then one of the dwarves throwed a dumpling at Bombur and he caught it in his mouth, the Fili came on top of the table.
"Who wants an ale?" He asked then started pouring the ale to others, as I entered the kitchen, I saw a dwarf with a funny looking hat.
"You are the princess of Stormwind, I presume?" He asked. I nodded.
"Bofur, at your service." He bowed, and I did the same.
"Sylvanas Windrunner, at yours." I said, then Bilbo came scolding a dwarf, and Bofur asked why the doily is full of holes, and Biblo said it's crochet.
"Oh, um, Sylvanas, I didn't see you there." Bilbo said.
"It's okay." I replied. Then he started talking to Gandalf, and as I exited, I saw a plate thrown, then heard singing
Bunt the knives, Bend the forks
Smash the bottles, and Burn the corks
Chip the glasses, and Crack the plates
That's What Bilbo Baggins Hates
Cut the cloth, Tread on the fat
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat
Pour the milk on the pantry floor
Splash the wine on every door
Dump the crooks in a boiling bowl
Pound them with a thumping pole
When your finished, if they are whole
Send them down the hall to roll
That's What Bilbo Baggins Hates!
They stopped singing and laughed and I chuckled a bit, then I heard loud knocking.
"He is here." Gandalf said. Oh boy, guess Thorin's here.