AN: This is before the capture of Kirinde, from the dwarves' view.
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Barbanril stirred uneasily. He and the other nine dwarves with him were on a very specific quest, and that was what was bothering him. The 'specific quest' that Nargadorgar had assigned to them was more than complicated, although Narg had told them it would be easy. ALL that he as a dwarf captain had to do was go into the Mirkwood forest with legendary dangers that nobody would even dare to talk about and walk up to somebody tree house and steal their kid. That's all. Nothing more. And if the parents wouldn't take kindly to a dwarf stealing their precious little babies, then he would have to call in his troop and take the baby with brute force. IF they ever managed to get through Mirkwood. And, of course, Barbanril now realized that these kids would be ELVISH. What a fun mission. Risk your life to kidnap a stupid useless elvish child?!?
Barbanril snorted in displeasure. 'Thank you, Nargadorgar,' he thought angrily. 'Thank you SO much for picking ME to go and do this for you.' He would have thought many more things about exactly what he thought of Narg, but then he heard a voice.
Voices, to be exact. It sounded like many elves coming in their direction.
It seemed like the other dwarves had also heard, because suddenly, like one, they turned and scattered into the bushes, finding hiding places that would not leave them cornered if they had to resort to battle.
The voices grew louder, and soon Barbanril realized that it was not many elves at all, two or three at the most. He was about to tell his troop to go back before the elves came within attacking range, when he heard something else-the mild coo of a young elf.
Barbanril raised one hand, to tell the dwarfs to remain in their places, and leaned back to wait. He didn't have long, though, before an Elvish couple came into the clearing.
"Oh, Gwel, look!" smiled the ecstatic female elf. "This is perfect! Put the twins on the grass and I'll set the picnic, alright? Come and help me, dear!"
The elf named Gwel set the twins onto the grass and sat down next to the female, while watching the twins sit on the grass and smile. The female elf set many different dishes on a tablecloth on a little rock in the clearing, and called the girls.
"Kiri! Lia! Come, time to eat!"
She glanced at the girls, and saw that Kiri, while crawling, had neared the edge of the clearing, and was close to the wood. "Kiri! Come back here!" She scolded.
Meanwhile, Barbanril tried to sink into the shadows when the toddler approached, but the young elf's good eyes noticed the movement. She looked closer and saw a strange creature, with a long beard, only a little taller than her.
"Mommie! Der's a dwaph!" she yelled, and as this was the first time she had said something meaningful for her two years, the elf woman jumped up with excitement and rushed to Kiri.
"Kiri! Wow! Good girl, darling! Yes, you are right! That's a trunk! But you shouldn't come so close to the forest, darling, there are bad spiders in there that eat little girls like you!" She picked Kiri up and carried her back to the middle of the clearing, while Kiri, struggling, tried to get free.
"No, mommie!" she tried to explain. "No shpidewz! Der was a dwaph!"
The elf lady, thankfully, didn't get what Kiri was trying to say and tried to quiet her.
"Yes, dear, there are spiders in the forest, but they won't harm a good little girl like you! You don't need to worry."
And the child, tired, stopped struggling, put her finger in her mouth and fell asleep on her mother's shoulder. And as much as the elf detested having her children suck their thumbs, she, for once, left Kiri alone.
It was three hours later, when the happy family with the now-awoken Kiri was finishing their picnic, that something happened that not even the dwarves were expecting.
The she-elf was packing away the lunch basket and Gweldon was watching the twins, when the sound of a horn came to them. Gweldon jumped up.
It was a loud horn, and it must have meant something, for Gweldon rushed up, muttered something to his wife, and rushed off in the opposite direction of where the dwarves were hidden. His wife, Erniliel, started to pack the picnic and wake the twins up, as they were both lying asleep on the grass.
Barbanril saw his chance. He would grab the kids, take the woman for himself, and give the little brats to Nargadorgar, and everybody would be happy. Barbanril slowly raised his club above his head, as a signal to the dwarves, and counted slowly to ten. Then, with a war-cry, he rushed forward out of his hiding place with his troop of dwarves and attempted to surround the trio of elves.
Unfortunately, he wasn't counting on the fact that this female elf knew how to fight, and was fast as well. Before any of the dwarves could react, she grabbed the closest sleeping twin, kicked the head of the dwarf in her way, and rushed off, leaving nine surprised dwarves, one unconscious one, and her young two year old baby, still asleep.
The dwarves lost no time in taking the elf brat, still sleeping, and carrying her back to their caves, almost three miles away.
By the time the elves arrived at the spot that Barbanril had fled from, the dwarves were long gone, and the elves, after searching for many hours with no results, concluded that Kiri would probably be dead by now anyways, and went back, mourning, to their various talans.
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AN: Well, here it is. The new chapter-1.5. Hmm.. 4 pages.. I'm good! Read and enjoy! And then. PLEASE REVIEW! REVIEWS ARE GOOD!!
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Barbanril stirred uneasily. He and the other nine dwarves with him were on a very specific quest, and that was what was bothering him. The 'specific quest' that Nargadorgar had assigned to them was more than complicated, although Narg had told them it would be easy. ALL that he as a dwarf captain had to do was go into the Mirkwood forest with legendary dangers that nobody would even dare to talk about and walk up to somebody tree house and steal their kid. That's all. Nothing more. And if the parents wouldn't take kindly to a dwarf stealing their precious little babies, then he would have to call in his troop and take the baby with brute force. IF they ever managed to get through Mirkwood. And, of course, Barbanril now realized that these kids would be ELVISH. What a fun mission. Risk your life to kidnap a stupid useless elvish child?!?
Barbanril snorted in displeasure. 'Thank you, Nargadorgar,' he thought angrily. 'Thank you SO much for picking ME to go and do this for you.' He would have thought many more things about exactly what he thought of Narg, but then he heard a voice.
Voices, to be exact. It sounded like many elves coming in their direction.
It seemed like the other dwarves had also heard, because suddenly, like one, they turned and scattered into the bushes, finding hiding places that would not leave them cornered if they had to resort to battle.
The voices grew louder, and soon Barbanril realized that it was not many elves at all, two or three at the most. He was about to tell his troop to go back before the elves came within attacking range, when he heard something else-the mild coo of a young elf.
Barbanril raised one hand, to tell the dwarfs to remain in their places, and leaned back to wait. He didn't have long, though, before an Elvish couple came into the clearing.
"Oh, Gwel, look!" smiled the ecstatic female elf. "This is perfect! Put the twins on the grass and I'll set the picnic, alright? Come and help me, dear!"
The elf named Gwel set the twins onto the grass and sat down next to the female, while watching the twins sit on the grass and smile. The female elf set many different dishes on a tablecloth on a little rock in the clearing, and called the girls.
"Kiri! Lia! Come, time to eat!"
She glanced at the girls, and saw that Kiri, while crawling, had neared the edge of the clearing, and was close to the wood. "Kiri! Come back here!" She scolded.
Meanwhile, Barbanril tried to sink into the shadows when the toddler approached, but the young elf's good eyes noticed the movement. She looked closer and saw a strange creature, with a long beard, only a little taller than her.
"Mommie! Der's a dwaph!" she yelled, and as this was the first time she had said something meaningful for her two years, the elf woman jumped up with excitement and rushed to Kiri.
"Kiri! Wow! Good girl, darling! Yes, you are right! That's a trunk! But you shouldn't come so close to the forest, darling, there are bad spiders in there that eat little girls like you!" She picked Kiri up and carried her back to the middle of the clearing, while Kiri, struggling, tried to get free.
"No, mommie!" she tried to explain. "No shpidewz! Der was a dwaph!"
The elf lady, thankfully, didn't get what Kiri was trying to say and tried to quiet her.
"Yes, dear, there are spiders in the forest, but they won't harm a good little girl like you! You don't need to worry."
And the child, tired, stopped struggling, put her finger in her mouth and fell asleep on her mother's shoulder. And as much as the elf detested having her children suck their thumbs, she, for once, left Kiri alone.
It was three hours later, when the happy family with the now-awoken Kiri was finishing their picnic, that something happened that not even the dwarves were expecting.
The she-elf was packing away the lunch basket and Gweldon was watching the twins, when the sound of a horn came to them. Gweldon jumped up.
It was a loud horn, and it must have meant something, for Gweldon rushed up, muttered something to his wife, and rushed off in the opposite direction of where the dwarves were hidden. His wife, Erniliel, started to pack the picnic and wake the twins up, as they were both lying asleep on the grass.
Barbanril saw his chance. He would grab the kids, take the woman for himself, and give the little brats to Nargadorgar, and everybody would be happy. Barbanril slowly raised his club above his head, as a signal to the dwarves, and counted slowly to ten. Then, with a war-cry, he rushed forward out of his hiding place with his troop of dwarves and attempted to surround the trio of elves.
Unfortunately, he wasn't counting on the fact that this female elf knew how to fight, and was fast as well. Before any of the dwarves could react, she grabbed the closest sleeping twin, kicked the head of the dwarf in her way, and rushed off, leaving nine surprised dwarves, one unconscious one, and her young two year old baby, still asleep.
The dwarves lost no time in taking the elf brat, still sleeping, and carrying her back to their caves, almost three miles away.
By the time the elves arrived at the spot that Barbanril had fled from, the dwarves were long gone, and the elves, after searching for many hours with no results, concluded that Kiri would probably be dead by now anyways, and went back, mourning, to their various talans.
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AN: Well, here it is. The new chapter-1.5. Hmm.. 4 pages.. I'm good! Read and enjoy! And then. PLEASE REVIEW! REVIEWS ARE GOOD!!