- Chapter 4; Get the satchel back at all costs! - (Thorin P.O.V)
Thorin, Azog and Bzog were running in the forest. As they slowed down to catch their breaths, Thorin noticed a paper stuck to a tree. "Wanted dead or alive; Thorin Oakenshield" was written on it. A similar post about the two orcs was right underneath it.
-Word got out quicker than we expected. Azog hissed. We better be careful.
-Why? They're just elves. Thorin spat, ripping of the post.
-The elves scum can be very tricky, and you'd do well not to underestimate them.
-I don't see why I should fear people who can't even get my nose right. The dwarf replied, staring in disgust at his portrait, who had a much to big nose.
Sounds of hoofbeat reached their ears and they looked up to see a patrol of elves upon their steeds, and they started running again, Thorin stuffing his post in the satchel. They unfortunately came at a dead end and stared at the wall.
-Push me up and I'll pull you after me. Thorin told the orcs.
-... Give us the satchel first. Bzog demanded.
-After everything we've been through, do you still think so lowly of me? The dwarf asked, and sighed when the orcs didn't react. Fine!
He gave the satchel to Bzog, who climbed on his father's shoulder. Thorin then climbed on the both of them and pulled himself up on the ledge, looking down at the orcs.
-Now, help us up. Azog ordered him.
-Why, I'd love to, but I'm afraid my hands are full. He said, showing them the satchel before running away.
-THORIN! The orc shouted as the dwarf ran.
Thorin jumped out of the underbrush and quickly ran away from the incoming elven group. He dodged their arrows, thankful for the uneven ground that made it hard for the elves to get a good aim at them. He heard their leader shout something in elvish and he was fairly certain it was something in the tone of "Get this satchel, even if you have to take his life!" Gritting his teeth, he jumped through a small opening between the trees small enough to block the elves. As the dwarf ran, Legolas, the captain's son, squeezed himself in the small place and continued pursuing the criminal. Running up a small path that climbed higher, he jumped off the ledge and landed heavily on the dwarf. The two fought with their fists, punching and trying to get the advantage. In their roughhousing, the satchel was sent in the branch of a tree which hanged over a very high cliff. Thorin kicked the elf off of him and ran to get the satchel. He ran along the trunk and swinged himself in the branches just in time to grab his prize before it slipped. Turning, his eyes widened when he saw the elf was on the trunk and aiming at him with his bow.
But before he could fire, a large cracking sound was heard and the two looked to see the tree let go and they fell down. The two screamed as a rock came up and severed the trunk in two, separating the two man. Legolas landed heavily on the ground, but got up hurriedly and searched for the dwarf. Said dwarf pressed himself on a mossy rock only to stumble backwards just in time for the elf to miss him. Thorin looked around and saw he was in a cave that went further down. A light came from the end and Thorin hurried towards it. He came out on the other side to see he was in a sort of canyon, and in the middle of it, a large black tower stood. Looking over his shoulder, he chose to hide in the building. Using two arrows he had grabbed from the elf, he climbed up the tower and entered by the window. Looking down to make sure he hadn't been followed, he sighed and opened his satchel to gaze at the crown.
-Finally, some peace and quie... He didn't have the opportunity to finish his sentence before everything went black and a searing pain exploded in his head.