"Thorin." Bard breathed out as he leaned against the railing outside going over the name in his head.
"Bard you don't think…" Idris trailed off as with a sudden shock of understanding, they both whirl around and look to the Lonely Mountain in the distance.
"Da? Idris?" Bain stuck his head out of the door.
"Don't let them leave." Bard said as he and Idris shot down the stairs across the walk ways.
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"Let me see." Kida said as she and Nerys came over to Kili as the others discussed what they would do.
"I'm fine." Kili waved her off, but Kida looked less than sure.
"We're leaving now." Thorin said.
"No. You can't." Bain said, trying to stop us, but Dwalin pushed him out-of-the-way.
"Tell Idris we're sorry." Nerys said to Bain before they all left.
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"Where was it?" Bard looked around.
"Here, this was the store." Idris said as they walked into a musty old junk shop.
"Hello Bard, Idris, what are you after?" The owner asked.
"There was a tapestry, an old one." Bard said as they dug through the piles of rugs, tapestries, and blankets.
"Where's it gone?" Idris said as she looked.
"What tapestry are you talking about?" The owner asked.
"This one." Bard said as he picked up a tapestry and unrolled it on a table. It had the names of the members of the Line of Durin sewn into it.
"There were dwarves, I tell you. Appeared out of nowhere. Full beards, fierce eyes; I've never seen the like. And there were two women with them as well, carrying weapons no less." They overheard a woman who saw the dwarves and girls earlier speaking to some other townspeople not far away.
"What are dwarves doing in these parts?" A fisherman asked as he and his friend worked on their nets.
"It's the prophecy." An old man replied.
"Prophecy?" Another fisherman echoed.
"The prophecy of Durin's folk." The old man answered.
"The prophecy." Idris breathed out more excited chatter broke out. "Prophecy…"
The people of Laketown began to talk about the dwarves now as the word spread to every corner of the town as gossip and rumor often did, with all speed.
"The old tales will come true." A man said.
"Vast halls of treasure!" A woman picked up.
"Can it really be true? Has the lord of silver fountains returned?" Another woman questioned in wonder.
"Lord of the silver fountains." Bard said as he stood back, both he and Idris looking troubled. "The king of carven stone, the king under the mountain shall come into his own."
"And the bells shall ring in gladness at the mountain at the mountain kings return, but shall fall in sadness and the lake will shine and burn." Idris finished then quickly they sprinted back to the house; the setting sun causing the lake to glow orange. Bard and Idris burst into the house to find no dwarves remaining.
"Where did they go?" Idris looked around only seeing the girls and Bain.
"I tried to stop them." Bain said in guilt.
"How long have they been gone?" Bard demanded.