Of Fur, Fang, and Feather

by thesituation016

They were of an endangered race, there home laid low by the Pale Orc and his army. Where once there were many now only four remain. At the invitation of a wizard two find themselves in a company of dwarves and one Hobbit on a quest to reclaim the Erebor, another lives apart from the world, and the last resides in lake town adopted by a bargeman and his family. REVIEW NOW!

36. Chapter 36

"I do not believe they are really going to the Ironhills." Idris said worriedly, biting her lower lip.

"Have your friends not told you where they are going?" Bard asked looking around for any spies.

"Not directly." Idris shook her head as he pulled up the weapons from under the water. "They are hiding something."

"Well it affects us not, they paid us and we will full fill the bargain." Bard said then looked to her. "Will you go with them when they leave?"

"No, my home is here." Idris smiled at him. "My family is here."

"Good." Bard smiled back before heading back up the stairs.