Alright, time for chapter 17! Wow, longest story so far!
Thoughts
"Maywae"
"Regular Dialogue"
Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue
"Azyungâl, are you alright?"
The huntress was sandwiched between the brothers, one on either side of her. They'd finally stopped running once Thorin had deemed them a safe enough distance away.
"Fine."
For now.
The two brothers continued to exchange words in Khuzdul but Arriah didn't have the energy to listen in.
"Where's Biblo? Where is our hobbit? Where is our hobbit?!"
"Curse the halfling, now he's lost?"
"I thought he was with Dori!"
He's here, I can smell him.
The huntress furrowed her brows.
But where is he? I know he's here, but, it's like he's everywhere and nowhere all at once.
"Don't blame me!"
"Well where did you last see him?"
Dori didn't answer.
"I thinK I saw him slip away when they first collared us."
"And what happened exactly?"
Bilbo...where are you? Show yourself.
"Tell me!"
"I'll tell you what happened. Master Baggins saw his chance and he took it. He's thought of nothing bu his soft bed and his warm harth since he first stepped out of his door. We will not be seeing our hobbit again. He is long gone."
No he's not. By the Valar Thorin, you think you know everything, don't you?
"No, he isn't."
Arriah couldn't help but smile.
You tell 'em.
"Bilbo Baggins, I've never been so glad to see anyone in my life."
"Bilbo, we'd given you up."
I hadn't.
"How on earth did you get past the goblins?"
That's what I'd like to know.
"How indeed."
Bilbo gave a slight laugh, Arriah couldn't help but note the slight nervousness he gave off.
"Well, what does it matter? He's back."
"It matters. I want to know, why did you come back?"
"Look, I know you doubt me, I know-I know you always have. And your right, I often think of Bag End. I miss my books, and my arm chair, my garden. See that's where I belong, that's home. And that's why I came back, cause you don't have one. A home. It was taken from you. But I will help you take it back if I can."
That was deep. Is Thorin crying? Please tell me he's tearing up. That would be-
Arriah's eyes widened as the wind blew toward her, carrying with it a horrible scent.
Azog! Orcs, it's the orc pack!
"Thorin-"
A howl cut her off.
"It's the orc pack!"
"Out of the frying pan."
"And into the fire. Run!"
Her hand was taken by Fili's and he pulled her forward. Howls resounded through the air and the scent of warg filled Arriah's nose.
"Up into the trees! All of you! Come on, climb!"
Hands found her waist ans she was lifted from the ground.
"Take Kili's hand!"
So she did. The archer pulled her up and steadied her on a branch.
"Fili! You next!"
Arriah stared forward, in the direction she knew the wargs were coming from.
"Azyungâl."
The huntress turned her head towards the prince.
"Climb. Here."
Her hand was led to a branch further up and she was pushed upward. She steadied her self. Her feet firmly planted on a branch and each of her hands holding onto another.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine!"
"Here. Here. I will help. I will help."
Arriah's eyes widened after hearing the moth's soft voice.
Help? Who can help us? Were on a cliff! If only I'd been born with an eagle for a second skin I'd be- The eagles!
"Go, my friend. Find the eyrie of the great eagles. Tell them Alahal of the Northern Forests asks for their aid. Tell them where we are, and how many there are with me! And hurry!"
"Hurry. Hurry."
And the moth was gone.
Suddenly the tree was shaking and wargs barked and growled.
Azog. He's here. He's here.
And then the tree lurched backwards.
"Arriah, lass, jump! I'll catch ya'"
And if you don't?
Arriah jumped towards Bofur's voice. True enough he caught her and held onto her tightly. Then there was fire. Hot and dangerous, the smoke clouded her senses.
Fire. Fire. There's fire! Not again! The flames, they'll take everyone away. I'll be alone again. Please.No more fire.
"Arriah! Arriah! Arriah get a hold of yourself!"
Hands on her shoulders shook her.
"Fire. Fire..."
"No, it wont hurt us lass. It's driving away the wargs. We'll be fine."
And then she was falling. They ll were. The tree's roots could no longer support the weight of the dwarves, so the tree began to fall. Arriah held on tightly to whatever she could and would not let go.
"Hold on!"
"Don't let go!"
"Ori!"
Fire, there's fire,it burns. The flames...they- they've already taken my sight! They've taken my sister! What more could they want?!
"Thorin!"
The sounds of battle surrounded her. Swords cut through the air. Arrows wizzed to and fro.
Hold on. Hold on.
"Here. I am here. The eagles are here! I helped!"
"Thank you."
An eagles cry rang clear through the night.
"Let go!"
She landed on the back of one of the eagles. It flew fast. Cicrling in the air.
"I will help some of the others, now!"
Arriah nodded and the great bird dived down. Orcs cried and wargs whimpered as the wrath of the eagles rained down upon the orc pack like fire. Snatching orc's in their claws and throwing them away.
The eagle rose up again and turned to fly straight.
"You and you companions are safe now, Alahal."
"Where will you take us?"
"To the Carrock."
Arriah nodded.
"Thorin!"
Arriah closed her eyes.
"Does the dwarf live?"
"I do not know."
Arriah sighed.
"Arriah, lass, are you alright?"
"Fine Balin!"
The eagle came to a slow and flapped it's wings in a hover.
"Jump to your right."
The huntress jumped, landing on solid rock made her sigh.
"Thank you, my friend."
The eagle gave a final cry and flew off.
The huntress breathed in the fresh air deeply.
I can't let myself get so lost again. I can't freak out like that. I thought that I was over it...
"Azyungâl."
"Fili."
She embraced the dwarf tightly.
"I was worried. Are you hurt?"
The dwarfs hand ran through her hair.
"No. I'm fine. What about Thorin?"
The dwarf gave a chuckle.
"Ah, you must have missed that little bit...He's fine."
Arriah nodded. "Good."
They were quiet as they stood there, locked in each others embrace.
"That was quick thinking Arriah."
The huntress pulled away from the blond dwarf and turned in the direction the wizards voice had come from.
"Calling for the eagles aid when you did very well may have saved us all."
Arriah smiled. "Hey, they owed me one."
The wizard let out a chuckle. "Alright, all of you, get some sleep. It's been a very long day for all of us."
Arriah wasted no time and promptly sat where she had stood. The dwarf beside her chuckled and sat down as well.
"You...called for the eagles?"
"Yeah. Maywae, remember? I spoke with a moth who was rather eager to help us out."
She imagined the blond dwarf smiling.
"Well then, thank you."
Arriah nodded. "Welcome."
The red head sighed and shifted about before resting her head on Fili's shoulder.
"M' tired."
The dwarf let out a long breath. "We all are. Sleep. I'll wake you later."
Arriah smiled and snuggled into the dwarfs side. Letting out a content sigh she stilled and let sleep overwhelm her.
So, some Firiah at the end there. Not much happened in this chapter, but we'll be seeing Beorn so, so that's something to look forward to! R&R!