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Bilbo: With that, the next chapter is here. Thank you all so much for your support.
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Bilbo walked along with the company inside of Bree. It was raining, and over all dreary. Thorin kept a close eye on Bilbo as they walked over to the Prancing Pony. The group stayed outside as Gandalf bartered for a good set of 13 ponies and 1 horse for Gandalf.
Gandalf walked out with a deed, "We officially own 13 ponies and 1 horse. The owner said that they are located just around the corner in the back."
Thorin nodded, and we walked around the cobblestone paved corner.
"Everyone saddle up, we move out today and camp for the night." Thorin ordered.
As everyone readied thier ponies, they walked out of bree and headed on the road towards the Lonely mountain. On the way thorin slowed down to beside Bilbo.
"So Hobbit... Im sorry for my earlier term for your kind. I was... unaware of it's negativity." Thorin explained.
Bilbo looked to him surprised. "How did you figure out it was so... aweful?" He asked.
Thorin looked forward, "A friend explained it's significance."
Bilbo nodded. "I'm glad that you're taking this into consideration."
Thorin shook his head, "It's only right I do not, it's not everyday you meet someone so willing to join a very dangerous journey."
Bilbo nodded, and thorin went back to the front of the line. He was proud he rectified that mistake.
Gandalf watched happily, and the rest of the company inwardly awed.
The rain kept pooring a good while, and bags started being tossed amongst the group.
Bilbo rode to catch up to Gandalf, "What's this about?"
Gandalf smirked, "They bet on if you would come or not before they arrived at your house."
Gandalf caught a bag headed his direction.
Bilbo smirked, "I take it you knew I would come."
Gandalf chuckled, "I never doubted you."
As they rode further it was starting to get darker.
The group settled on a high up ridge on a mountain. The group sat around a warm fire, Fili and Kili watching forrest below. Dinner was being cooked by Bilbo and another dwarrow. Bilbo carefully snuck away and gave a ponie an apple. He smiled and pet her before returning back.
As bilbo sat down next to Fili and Kili a shrill shriek sounded through the camp. Bilbo jumped.
"What was that!?" Bilbo asked in a hushed voice.
Kili and Fili looked to him, "Orcs. Throat-cutters. There'll be dozens of them out there. The lone-lands are crawling with them. They strike in the wee small hours when everyone's asleep. Quick and quiet, no screams. Just lots of blood." They crack up a little the farther they continue thier little speech.
Thorin looked to them with anger, "You think it's funny? That a night raid by orcs is a joke?"
One dwarrow popped in, "They didn't mean anything by it."
Thorin had his head down, "No they didn't. They're too young to the world to understand."
Balin looked to Bilbo, "Don't be too hard on him, laddie. Thorin has more cause than most to hate Orcs. After the dragon took the Lonely Mountain... King Thror tried to reclaim the ancient Dwarf kingdom of Moria. But our enemy had got there first. Moria had been taken by legions of Orcs... led by the most vile of all their race: Azog the Defiler. The giant Gundabad Orc... had sworn to wipe out the line of Durin. He began... by beheading the king."
Bilbo looked horrified, then looked to thorin with sorrow.
He continued, " Thrain, Thorin's father, was driven mad by grief. He went missing. Taken prisoner or killed... we did not know. We were leaderless. Defeat and death... were upon us. That is when I saw him. A young Dwarf prince... facing down the pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armor rent... wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that day... that the line of Durin would not be so easily broken."
Bilbo was awed at the story, almost understanding Thorins pain.
"Our forces rallied... wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... had been defeated. But there was no feast... nor song that night... for our dead were beyond the count of grief. We few had survived. And I thought to myself then... there is one who I could follow. There is one... I could call king." Balin finishes his tale.
Bilbo walked over to Thorin and put a hand on his shoulder. "Im sorry you had to go through that."
Thorin turned to him with a small smile. "Thank you... burglar."
Bilbo gave a small smile back, before rejoining the group. The others smiled to the two.
"But what happened to the pale orc?... surely it died?" Bilbo questioned Balin.
Balin was cut off before he could speak by thorin, "That filth died of his wounds or slunk back from wence he came."
With that the group started to fall asleep taking turns on watch. As Thorin stayed awake he watched his Hobbit lightly snore, fast asleep. He smiled at the cute expression, before going back to look out duty.
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The next morning they were packed up and off again. As it started to rain again, the dwarrows complained about Gandalf not doing anything.
Gandalf huffed, " It's raining master dwarf, and it will continue to rain until the rain is done!"
The others rolled thier eyes, and Bilbo took the opportunity to ask Gandalf a question.
"So... If there is a way to change the weather you wouldn't do it?" Bilbo asked.
Gandalf chuckled, "You'd have to find yourself another wizard."
"There are others?" Bilbo asked with a little excitement.
Gandalf nodded. "There are 5 of us. The greatest of our order is Saruman, the white. Then there are the two blues..."
Bilbo waits for him to continue.
"You know~... I've quite forgotten thier names." Gandalf gave a small laugh with it.
Bilbo looked to him, "Then who is the fifth?"
Gandalf gave a smile, "Why that would be Radaghast, Radaghast the Brown."
"Is he a great wizard or... more.. eh~?" Bilbo asked.
Gandalf gave a humm. "I think he's a very good wizard. In his own way. He prefers the company of animals to that of others. He's a gentle soul who watches over the forrests to the east."
As they rode further to thier destination they kept going until it started to get dark. Eventually they camped again this time on a high up hill with an abandoned farm. As They started a fire and got settles in Fili and Kili were sent to watch the ponies. Dinner was being cooked as night feel upon them, and Bilbo smiled at the thought of food. He wasn't used to skimping 2 meals. One sure, but two was a little much for hobbits.
Suddenly Bilbo was called over to the stew makers. Bilbo walked over.
"Would you mind taking these to the lads?" One asked.
Bilbo nodded. "Sure"
With that Bilbo walked over to the pin where Fili and Kili stood staring at the ponies. Bilbo walked over and handed them food. They didn't take it so Bilbo set the bowls down.
"What's wrong?" Bilbo asked.
Kili turned to Bilbo, "Two things... First... we want to tell you that we know Your Thorins one... second, Daisy and Bongo are missing!" Kili explained the second part a little fast.
Bilbo furrowed his brows, "One? What's a one?... and you said something about missing ponies?"
Fili continued for Kili. "A one is a dwarrows soul mate. Generally they have one person who they will love forever, and that's a one... and 2 ponies are missing..."
Bilbo sighed, "Well... I do like Thorin... but I don't know about love. Besides the ponies should come first... Let's tell Thorin."
Both jumped, "No!... No need to tell tjorin about you being his one or that the ponies are gone... Why don't you investigate the ponies for now."
Kili continues, "Yeah, thhere was a fire over there, find out if those guys took out ponies."
Bilbo is pushed in that direstion, confused, but continues. Fili and Kili sigh in relief and watch the rest of the ponies for a bit before gulping.
"We better follow him." Both said at the same time to each other.
Bilbo creeps close to the camp to see trolls. He hides behind a bush for a second as one looks around. The trolls continue thier convorsation, and Bilbo creeps closer to the ponies. He find a fencing of wood and rope, and tries to break some rope holding it together.
The Trolls talk about how ponies taste bad, and everything they cook tastes like mutton or something. Bilbo doesn't pay attention as he pulls at the ropes to free the ponies. Bilbo quietly gives up at pulling looking for a sharp object. Bilbo sees a knife on the trolls hip, and creeps over to get it.
Once Bilbo is over there He's picked up along with a hankerchief.
"Ahh! Loo what's come out of me hooter! It's got arms and leggs and everything." Once exclaims after pulling away the tissue he blew his nose on.
"What is it?" one aks.
"Im a burgla-Hobbit." He corrected his sentence a little late, but the trolls didn't notice.
He was scared out of his wits.
"Can we cook it?" Another questioned.
"We can try!" Said the troll cook.
Fili and Kili only having watched the beggining, ran to get Thorin.
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Bilbo is hung over the Fire, and Kili and Fili burst out from the brush throwing rocks.
"Take this! Let our Hobbit go!" They yelled.
The other dwarrows burst out, and start attacking the Trolls. Thorin slices one leg, as Balin stabs ones hand. Soon enough all of them are captured, despite thier attempts.
A small group is roasting slowly, alive, on a spit. The others are bagged and in a pile by the ponies. Bilbo gets up and tries to save everyone.
"Hey... halfwits!" He called out.
"If they're halfwits what are we!?" One dwaf called out mad.
Bilbo rolled his eyes.
"You what?" One asked, agitated.
"You're... uh... your cooking them wrong!" Bilbo quickly came up with something.
"What would you know about cooking dwarf!?" The cook troll asked.
Bilbo gulped, "Where I come from... I'm known as the best dwarf cooker?" He tried.
"I know the secret to cooking dwarf!" He continued quickly.
This caught the trolls intrest. "Oh yeah?... Tell us! What is it!?"
Bilbo looked around helplessly, "The secret is... to... uh..."
"Tell us!" One harshly orederfed.
"To... uh.. Skin them first!" Bilbo finished.
The youngest of the trolls considered the words, "hey... get me filleting knife."
Another commented, "What a load of rubbish! I've eaten plenty of em with thier skins on!"
"nothing wrong with a little raw dwarf!" Another commented as he picked one up, ready to eat him.
"Wait!" Bilbo shouted.
"not.. not that one!" Bilbo continued.
"Why not?" One asked.
"You don't want him! He's... H-he's infected!" Bilbo tried to reason.
"He's got worms.. in his tubes?" Bilbo half asked.
"eurgh!" One shouted throwing him to the ground.
"It's a nasty business really, I wouldn't risk it!" Bilbo said.
He heard protests from several dwarrows about not having worms. Bilbo rolled his eyes, and Thorin noticed what Bilbo was trying to do. He kicked Kili, and gave him the look.
Kili changed his toon, "I've got huge parasites!"
Another commented, "I've got parasites as big as my arm!"
Bilbo nodded looking back to the trolls.
Gandalf could be seen coming from out of the forrest.
One troll kneeled down, "So what would you have us do then? Let them all go?"
Bilbo looked away, "Well~"
The troll sneered, "Don't think I don't know what you're doing!"
Gandalf stood ontop of a rock, raising his staff high.
"The dawn will take you all!" He shouted.
The trolls questioned among themselves who that was before Gandalf broke the rock in two. Light filtred past the rock hitting the trolls, slowly turning them to stone.
Bilbo sighed in relief at being saved.
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Bilbo: Thanks for reading everyone!
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