*Clank* *Clank*

The sound of hammer meeting steel echoed throughout the large hall that was hidden beneath the small home of a simple hobbit. The echoes were disrupted by the sound of the door opening and a familiar male voice calling out,

"Silvia! Why don't you take a break and enjoy the fresh air with me!?"

The young woman that was working upon the anvil stopped and placed the sword in which she was working on into a tub of water to cool it to perfection. She then placed it upon a nearby weapon's rack, her dark brown eyes turned to see the familiar hobbit that had taken her in when she first arrived in Middle Earth. She gave him, a small smile before turning to face him completely and begins to walk down the long stone walkway, upon the right side was a flow of lava, to the left was a large pool of water. There were stairs that lead up to the anvil that was in the center of the room. When she and Bilbo found the room, there were marking upon the walls as well as the pillars that were Dwarvish according to Bilbo. She then had taken her family heirloom, putting it use across the realm of Middle Earth through her craftsmanship.

"I am coming, Bilbo!" She replied back as she wiped the sweat from her brow and readjusting her thin-rimmed glasses. She began to walk out of her workstation as she did so there were two distinctive rumblings that echoed behind her as soon as she shut the door.

Her dark brown boots alerted, Bilbo to her approach, his dark blue eyes glanced at Silvia, her white button up shirt was rolled up to her elbows and was dirtied slightly from the flames, her dark brown riding pants were also dirtied slightly and stopped underneath her boots. A dark brown apron covered the front of her and helped keep the flames from her clothes. Bilbo smiled as they both entered the dining room and then exited the front of the house.

Bilbo had his pipe in his right hand, as he walked over to the nearby bench and sat down. Silvia smiled as she ran a hand through her short black hair, on the left side was cut shorter than the right side which stopped at the edge of her eyes. She then walked over to where Bilbo was sitting and took a seat next to him and stretched her legs comfortable before leaning back and allowing the sun's warm rays to hit her face. It was then that they heard someone approaching, both Bilbo and Silvia opened their eyes to gaze upon an elderly man. He wore grey robes and a hat he appeared to be holding a walking cane from what they could see.

"Good Morning," Bilbo said with a bit of hesitation.

"What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning... or do you mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not? Or perhaps you mean to say that you feel good on this particular morning? Or are you simply stating that this is a morning to be good on? Hm?" The man asked as looked at them.

Silvia nearly laughed as she noticed Bilbo's bewildered expression as he responded," All of them at once, I suppose."

"Hmm..." The old man responded with thoughtfulness.

Still bewildered by the man, and to Silvia's utter amusement, he asks," Can I help you?"

"That remains to be seen... I am looking for someone to share in an adventure." He responded cryptically.

Silvia had to turn away to stop herself from laughing out loud as Bilbo now completely baffled allowed his pipe to fall away from his lips.

"An Adventure?" He parroted.

"No, I don't imagine anyone west of Bree would have much interest in adventures. Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things." Bilbo stated as he got up from his seat and went to check the nearby mailbox.

"And what of you My Lady?" The old man asked as he turned to Silvia.

Silvia turned back around to face them before she responded honestly," Adventure is something exciting to go on, but my place is here with my hammer and anvil. I owe Bilbo a lot and it would take me years to repay it back..."

The old man smiled at her to which Silvia returned it before standing up, stretching her back, and returns back up to the house. She doesn't really listen to the rest of the conversation, as she enters the door. While proceeding to the kitchen she could hear Bilbo slamming the door shut followed by the sounds of scrapping. Silvia returned to the main hall, looking Bilbo with a raised eyebrow. Bilbo shook his head, before running a hand through his light brown curly locks. The rest of the day proceeded as normally with Silvia, crafting in her workshop as the evening fell and she finished her last craft for the day before heading back to the main house. However, just as she reached for the door handle she suddenly had a feeling that something was causing Bilbo to become distressed. She instinctively clutched her hammer and entered the house which had become quiet with an only a deep voice that commanded authority spoke.

Silvia had quietly entered the dining area which allowed her to see a table full of dwarves in their home, she quietly shifted her eyes to Bilbo who appeared to be at a loss of what to do. It was then that the wizard had taken noticed to Silvia as she quietly sat down in the corner that was on the left side of the dark haired dwarf that was speaking.

"Ah, I was wondering where you were my dear lady."

"And here I am. Call me Silvia for I am no Lady." She responded before turning to Bilbo who had brought her some tea.

"Silvia, were you working on the large order?" Bilbo asked her, which caused Silvia to smile at him.

"Of course Bilbo. It is done and they have been sent out-" Before more could be said it was then the dark haired dwarf spoke to the wizard

"You knew of her Gandalf?"

Silvia turned to face the dark-haired dwarf and ice blue eyes clashed with her own narrowed eyes, as she spoke,

"If you wish to speak to me, Dwarf do so to my face."

This caused a tension to rise between the remaining dwarves, who were worried about their leader's reaction.

"Do you know who I am, woman?" The Dwarf replied with a glare.

"Now Now. Lady Silvia this is Lord Thorin, he is the head of this company of Dwarves." The wizard spoke quickly, as to defuse the situation that was sure to rise from it.

Silvia nodded her head, before leaning back against her chair quietly trying to get the kinks out of her back. It was then that Thorin took notice to her hammer, instantly recognizing the dwarven runes that were embedded upon it. However, he decided to keep quiet about it until the appropriate time.

"You're going on a quest?" Bilbo asked.

As soon as Bilbo asked Silvia knew that this was going to be interesting adventure especially with these band of dwarves.