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Chapter 39
Many would say Erebor was the shining beacon of pride for dwarves. And they would be right, many looked upon the Lonely Mountain as a guide to their future. Though even the most heavenly of place have their shadows, Erebor was no exception. In the depths of the mountain, far below the grander of the noble wing, past the peaceful bustle of the marketplace are dark places where no good dwarf would roam. But dwarf currently chugging a tankard of ale in one of the shadowy places was not a good dwarf.
"Another one, Mr. Thymun?" Grunted the bartender.
Thymun dragged his heavy eyes up to the barkeep, who was swaying back and forth.
"What do you think?"
The barmen grabbed a murky glass bottle slamming it down in front of him, Thymun grumbled dragging the heavied mug to add to his graveyard of tankards. Thymun had never been a very wide loved dwarf, by those who knew him. But the miner knew how to have a good time when the bells sounded to dismiss his crew from their dangling heights. That was where his troubles began.
He had seen her from across the tavern, standing on top of one of the tables throwing back ale like it was nothing. She was a vision, or so he thought as he stumbled over to her. Thymun had decided in his drunken stupor that he had to speak to her, she seemed to sparkle under the light of the torches. Then she opened her loud mouth and had ruined everything. He just wanted to have a little fun with her couldn't she see that.
"Stupid human," Thymun said tempestuously finishing off his drink, wiping away the foam that stayed on the short stumbles of his beard. He ran the back of his hand across the scratchy hair, a haunting reminder of what that human had left with him. Thymun could feel the judgment of other dwarves when he was finally freed from the dungeons. Everyone he had ever known no longer associated with him, not that he blamed them he was a disgraced dwarf.
The thoughts of the girl made his blood boil. His fist tightening so much that the glass bottle in his hands shattered. The barkeep hissed waddling over to the broken glass, he yelled to one of the barmaid's to clean up his mess.
"It's time for you to leave, Mr. Thymun." The barkeep insisted taking Thymun by his arm dragging to the tavern's door.
Thymun yelled incoherently swinging a fist at the barkeep, one at least one of the barkeeps he saw. The barkeep stepped out of the way, letting Thymun tumble out the door. Slamming the wooden door behind him.
Thymun huffed at the tavern his khuzdul curses echoing down the emptied corridor. He soon grew bored and began swaying his way home, singing to himself softly along the way.
"Lady I see, do you know me." His words slurring as they always did this time of night.
"Oh pretty lady, have you seen me." Thymun sang closing his eyes tight as he reached for the higher notes.
Had he opened his eyes he would have seen the cloaked figure that had been following him for quite some time.
Though he did not, as he continued to dance his way toward his home. A dwarf, when inebriated, tends become heavier the more they drink. While not having great balance to being with, will find themselves nine-out-of-ten times on the floor of wherever they occupy at that moment. For Thymun that place was halfway between the tavern and his home. Still singing about a lady love looking for her sailor, Thymun sat in the middle of a wide corridor far from anyone's view.
"What a pity. Look at you, once an upstanding citizen of Erebor, now seen as nothing more than a common street rat." A deep voice called out from the shadows. Thymun's head shot up looking around him for the owner of the shadows of the world still swirled around him, but in those shadows, he could just make out the outline of a person.
"I came all this way looking for a warrior, and all I find is some drunk orc." The voice groaned.
"Who are you?" Slurred Thymun as he came to sit up on his forearms.
The cloaked figure moved closer to Thymun's person, coming down to his level. "A friend, who wants to see justice served."
Thymun glared at the shadowy figure. " And of your misfortune seems to stem from one source, that human girl?"
Thymun's eyes widened at the men, his interest caught. "A woman who has clouded your king's judgment, who convinced him to strip all of your pride away!"
Thymun shot up to his feet. He stood shorter than the dwarf, looking up at him with great attention.
"Wouldn't you like to change that?" The voice provoked him.
"How?" Demanded Thymun.
Thymun could almost feel the figure smile under the brim of his hood."A simple deal, really. You and I have a common enemy, the girl. The girl disappears, all of our problems disappear." The figure gestured grandly.
Thymun's expression doubted the figure's words, he may have been drunk but he was not stupid. "I have had enough of that girl, and the royal family." Spat Thymun pushing past the man.
"Once you take care of the girl, I'll pay you so handsomely that you'll never have to work again." Thymun stopped, glancing over his shoulder at the man.
"Can't do your own dirty work… Lord Amurs?"
The man sighed pulling back his hood to reveal his face. Amrus ran a hand over his tired face. This was not the first in counter Lord Amrus, and Thymun had. Long ago, Lord Armus needed something delivered to the mountain and he needed someone who knew the mountain's tunnels and was willing to risk his life for a pretty penny.
"No I can't, but if you follow my plans I will pay you so handsomely that you will never have to work again." The heavyweight of sobriety hit him like a wall. Thymun turned to face the Lord.
"Do we have a deal?" Amrus held out his hand.
Thymun stared at the hand for a second, before a cruel smile curled on his face. Smacking his hand into the Lord's, he began to shake it.
"We have a deal."
Short chapter I know, but a very important chapter! Trouble is afoot folks, better buckle up. Keep up with the reviews, I love reading your thoughts and theories!