The Curse of Silence Chapter 14
Fili awoke to find himself sitting upon the back of a warg, his hands tied as he was crushed to the belly of an orc as they rode fast. He began to squirm, because, in all truth, he felt more than a little sick. Suddenly, he was thrown from the back of the warg and landed heavily on the ground. The orc had thrown him to the ground, and, as he tried to sit upright, Fili couldn't help but vomit. The orcs upon their wargs circled him now. There were at least six of them. The largest and ugliest one glared at him and then laughed as the dwarf vomited again. Fili spit in his direction.
The orc got off his warg and came over the the where the dwarf sat. Fili wasn't sure what was about to happen, but he knew that he could not fight back in the state he was in, so he sat and glared at the orc. As the creature approached, he glowered down at the defenseless dwarf and smiled. He reached down and grabbed a fist full of Fili's hair and forced him to look up at him. "Do yoo know why I woant Dain? When he woos yoong, he felt his kingdom woos not great enoogh. He woonted more. So he convinced Hees cousin Thorin, son of Thrain, to come and try to retake Moria. My sire, Azog, was Mootilated by Thorin and his heed was smashed by Dain Ironfoot. We drove your filthy people ooff, but my sire woos lost. That is why I seek revenge."
"Why should I care?" Fili said defiantly.
Bolg threw the dwarf down and straddled him. He drew his knife and held it against Fili's face, pressing it into the skin. A few drops of blood dripped from a cut. "Yoo shood care becoose your life is in my hands, little dwarf. If I wanted to kill yoo, I could."
Fili struggled, trying to get away. "I will make yoo suffer."
The orc pulled his knife away from the dwarf's face. He took a golden braid in his hand and pulled savagely at it. Fili cried out as his head was wrenched to the side. The orc then sliced the braid from his head and tossed it away. Many of the beads that were in that braid were given to Fili from Kili. He spit in the orc's face. The beating he got after that, was reasonabley bad, but Bolg had to keep the dwarf alive...For now. Soon the orcs were riding off into the night again with a semi-conscious dwarf among them.
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Kili had been wandering for some time in the lands of Rohan. Thus far, he had met no one. That changed soon enough when he came across a band of men attacking a band of orcs. He did not want to be seen, so he hid behind some rocks and watched from afar. Hopefully he had not been seen. However, he was not so lucky. An orc jumped into his hiding place. He had no way to defend himself as he hadn't been armed since before he had gone to "stay" with Thranduil. Luckily, before the orc could make a move, an arrow shot him in the back. On the other side of the bow was a tall blond man who was now staring him down.
"A dwarf? In Rohan? Who are you and why are you here?" The man asked as he raised his bow and aimed it at Kili.
Kili opened his mouth to speak only to find he had no voice to speak with. He tried as hard as he could, but there was nothing.
"You will not speak to me dwarf? Then perhaps you are a spy. We do not tolerate spies in The Mark!"
Kili closed his eyes as the man made ready to fire...
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