"Percia."

Something was shaking her.

"Percia? Wake up."

Can't they see she's perfectly happy being unconscious? Another jolt shook her this time causing pain to flare.

"Percia!"

"Stop shaking me," she hissed out, though it sounded more like 'hop hakin' meh'. Oh well, she got her point across.

"Thank Eru," the voice sighed in relief. "We thought you dead from the hit you took."

Blinking she squinted up at Bard, the early morning light making his features visible. Beside him stood his son, pale and shaking from the prior night's events.

"Just sore," she groaned trying to sit up. Bard helped her when it looked like she'd fall back. "How bad is the town? Did we get most of the people out?"

"Town's pretty much gone," Bard admitted softly. "What the fire didn't get the dragon's body destroyed. But the majority of the people were able to get out. What structures are left are not safe, but we might be able to salvage some supplies."

Looking around she noted the debris and damage; it reminded her of what happened after a natural disaster struck back home. It hurt to see a once bustling town decimated to next to nothing.

"I'm sorry," she whispered guiltily.

"Whatever for," Bard asked incredulously. "You held the dragon off as long as you could. More would be dead if you hadn't. And I don't remember you being with the others when they left for the mountain, so I don't think it was you that set him upon us."

"Still… I meant to keep him further back from the town…"

"What's done is done," he stated sternly much like a father scolding their child. "We need to get you to shore with the others and figure out what to do from there. Even with the time to escape we'll have wounded."

"Right, I can help with that." She nodded affirmatively before shifting slightly dipping one hand into the water.

"What are you…" Bain started asking only to trail off as he and his father watched the water slip up her arm healing her bruises. "You really do have magic!"

"Of a sort," she chuckled now that she felt better. "Either of you injured?"

"Da has bad bruising," Bain answered before Bard could deny anything.

Snorting in amusement she reached out and grabbed the bargeman using her abilities to heal him. His eyes grew wide with amazement as his hurts vanished under the feel of water, yet he was perfectly dry when she was done.

"Once we get to shore have all the wounded come to the shore line and I'll heal what I can. I can't heal sickness, but most wounds are fair game. Then I suggest you get your people to sort their supplies, I'll dry anything that's soaked and you can pick a team to come back and salvage while the rest prepare to leave," she suggested tiredly, shifting Kora's pearl to one side so she could stand.

"Where can we go," Bain asked more than a bit afraid and confused.

"Dale," Bard stated surely. "Though it is in ruins there are structures we can use to at least offer shelter. But it will be a hard hike."

"Then we best get moving," Percia offered slipping off her tattered over tunic to wrap the pearl up securely. "Plus we need to find the rest of your bunch."

"Aye," he agreed readily enough leading them through the wreckage.

Occasionally the three would grab something they could take, like a basket or blankets before finding a boat to use. Both men glanced at her constantly but didn't say anything. She knew something was on their mind though.

"Just ask already."

"How are you able to control water? Did you really jump on Smaug? Where did your armor go," Bain rattled off quickly causing the girl to blink.

"Allow her a moment to answer Bain," Bard chidden, a small smirk on his lips.

"Okay… Um, yes I jumped on… Smaug was it? I did that to distract him and because this was lodged within his scales." She hefted her prize up allowing them a glimpse at the pearl. "This is actually what I came to this world for." She held up a hand to stop Bain from asking more questions. "Yes I come from a different world. In that world I am known as a demi-god. I am the child of a mortal woman and Poseidon, god of the seas. That is where I get my ability to use water as a weapon and for healing. The armor you saw was armor of the royal family of Atlantis, where my father and the rest of my family live; well immediate family. As a princess of the seas I was given this." She showed them the black pearl. "When I am in need the armor comes out, but as I do not need it right now it is back where it belongs."

"So you're a goddess," Bard queried more than a bit flustered. Probably thinking about how he dumped a load of fish on her.

"No," she chortled. "I'm as mortal as you are. I just have a few extras. It's not really as great as it seems."

They didn't get a chance to speak more as they approached the shoreline where the majority of the residents of Lake Town had gathered. Several were calling out to Bard as he jumped out of the boat and docked it on the sand. Percia moved towards the Dwarves she could see readying a boat slightly further down. She saw Bofur, Oin and Fili working to get the ship ready while Kili was speaking to the redheaded elf woman. He looked far better than the last time she had seen him.

"Percia lass," Bofur greeted. "Where've you been? You look like you just went rounds with the dragon."

Glancing down at her torn and tattered apparel she flashed them a grin. "You're not wrong, though it only caused half my issues. Are you all okay? Any injuries?"

"No we're fine. Tauriel managed to heal Kili, and we got past the dragon," Fili informed her calmly. "Heard your warning to get out. Also saw a bunch of waves knocking the dragon back. Your work I take it."

"Not fond of lizards, especially the fire breathing kind." She shrugged her shoulder haphazardly. "I take it you lot are headed to the mountain?"

"Aye, you coming with us," the blond enquired.

"No. I'll stay and help here. Fili," she lowered her voice taking on a more serious note. The prince gave her his full attention. "I got a warning, from the gods of this world. One of them was Aulë; I believe you know him as Mahal?" His eyes widened in shock but he nodded all the same. "Azog wasn't the one leading the group that attacked us when we escaped the elf prison. But he's bent on ending Thorin and your line. He's going to attack and it'll be soon, like a week or two. The way they talked… this is going to be a bad altercation. I got the impression Azog will have an army not seen in some time. A lot of people could die, not just Dwarves. You need to tell Thorin and the others to be ready."

"You have my world," he promised solemnly. He grasped her arm in a warriors hold. "Be careful, lass. When you're done come to Erebor."

"You too. Keep a light lit for me. I want to see this place you all have been boasting about for months now," she agreed with a cheeky grin. Fili flashed her a wide grin before turning to join the others. When he started calling out to Kili Percia turned away preferring to focus on the injured people Bain was helping to line up on the shore line. His sisters Tilda and Sigrid helping.

"All right, which ones are the worst?"