Here we go, just for you! I think the structure in the first part may be a bit wonky! Sorry!

Bilbo,
My dear friend, I fear that by the time you read
this, we will have left. I think you knew I always always
going on this adventure when Mister Gandalf first came by.
I'm sorry you have not joined us. I know you are scared.
Gandalf told you, you would return a different hobbit, change
is not always bad my friend. The things I have seen have changed me
and for that I am thankful.

I understand your fear, little friend. Gandalf said we are to leave by the west road
at you are to change your mind, I asked Balin to leave your contract. I
know you are scared, and outside The Shire is big...but you would regret it.
Should you decide to take part in the reclaiming of Erebor I have but this to say.

I, Erika, Harbinger and daughter of Morgina, swear to you Bilbo Baggins
that I shall do everything in my power to keep you safe.
You will NOT be alone in that big bad world all by yourself.
You shall be under my protection, by my honor
I promise to keep you safe and hopefully, keep your spirits high.

Whether you decide to come or not my dear little hobbit, I want you to know
that never have I known a kinder or sweeter person. I am honored to have known
you and will hold our friendship close to my heart until my dying days.
My love and friendship,
Erika

"Move out!"

Erika looked from her place behind Kili, first toward the front of the company to Thorin and then behind them looking for Bilbo. It looked like her friend wasn't showing. Kili's pony began to walk, following it's friends and as she passed a sun dial she decided the only reason Bilbo was not with them was because they were moving early. He still had a few more minutes to eleven. Erika's arms were round Kili's waist, his bow and arrows now strapped to Erika's back.

"Were you an archer at home?" Kili asked, he was as inquisitive as Bilbo.

"Not really. I'd go hunting, so for that yes. But in battle? No, I much prefer to be up close and caving someone's skull in."

Fili chuckled, "My kind of woman."

"Fili! Kili! What's ya bets on the hobbit?" Dori shouted down to the end.

"He's not coming!" Fili shouted.

"I think he will." Erika said.

"The lass says he will. Put ten gold down for the lass!"

"I've no coin Fili."

"It's on me lass. In exchange you can put up with our questions."

Erika smiled as Gandalf rode past the trio smiling to himself. She chuckled as she saw him stop by Dori, he too believed that Bilbo would be making an appearance, as did Kili.

"So lass, where do you come from?"

"A land far from here. It's called Skyrim."

Erika had noticed a few more of the company had slowed and was beginning to listen. It was always nice to know about each other, and they knew little of the blonde girl.

"Did you work?"

"Kind of. I was Harbinger as you know, and would take work that came to us, but I travelled a lot. I'd taken on work and quests if they came to me. It was rare I'd settle down, since mama died. I just wanted to be up and about; A tradesman of my village took me in. Taught me his trade, he knew of my dreams and said it was just in case I needed a trade to fall back on."

"What was his trade?"

"He was a blacksmith."

Fili looked to his his uncle slyly, knowing that within the now, closely positioned group, his uncle was listening. Fili thought at least, it was would be a decent conversation starter for Thorin; his uncle being a grand smith himself. Even if it was simple leather or hide armor, it was something; although Fili had an inkling it was more then that. To start off with of course, a man who took no less then a child in...perhaps he had sought to give the child a purpose, a small child still grieving from the loss of her mother. Fili couldn't imagine, nor did he want to, what it would be like without his. He loved his mother dearly, as did Kili. He had lost his father when he was young and Kili was just a babe, he supposed in a sense he could relate that way. But thus far it seemed as though Erika hadn't known her father. It was that, to which Kili could relate. He had never met their father, whom had died in battle. Of course the Durin brothers knew what had become of their father, Erika did not. It was not just the Durin brothers, who enjoyed asking Erika questions, the who company was interested in her and thus far they knew she was strong and a smith. She was Harbinger and lived a life of fear of dragons. She was an adventurer and went where she want, she didn't allow her responsibilities to weigh her down and let life take her where it would.

"Something I would like to know, lass?"

"Yes Bofur?"

"Your armor. I've never seen anything quite like it lass."

Erika smiled to herself, even she had none of her own weapons, she felt safe to know she had been transported to this world in her armor. "It's called Nightingale Armour. It's very rare. Only three in Skyrim wear this armor. I'm lucky enough to be one of the three. They were gifted to us by Nocturnal. She's...I suppose you would call her a Goddess. We took the oath and became Nocturnal's Nightingales, guardians's of her shrine."

"Wouldn't of thought you'd be into that kinda thing." Bofur stated smoking his pipe. "Gods and Goddess'. Shrines and Guardians, thought you were too much of a free spirit, little bird."

"I wasn't aware of this. I knew of Nocturnal. I suppose Goddess was the wrong word. It's hard to explain. Long story short, I didn't have much of a choice." Erika loosened her grip on Kili, her arms lose on his hips. "But the armor has served me well."

"It looks uncomfortable."

"Yes it does. It's not, on the inside it's soft as silk, but it keeps me well protected, rest assured." Erika said with a slight giggle to her voice.

"WAIT! WAIT!" A voice came from behind and Erika beamed at Gandalf, as the company stopped and Bilbo ran up to Balin's pony handing him a signed contract. "I signed it!"

Balin looked over the contract, looking slightly skeptical. "Everything seems to be in order. Welcome, Master Baggins, to the company of Thorin Oakenshield."

The Dwarves chuckled as Thorin ordered that Bilbo be given a pony, to which the hobbit did not seem happy about, and was rather shocked as Fili and Kili take hold of an arm each, and lifted him onto a pony. Bilbo watched in interest as the Dwarves began chucking pouches of coins at each, ducking as two flew to Kili behind him. Bilbo watched as Kili handed Erika one of the pouches, tucking it into her bag, courtesy of Kili. He smiled slightly as Erika caught his eye and smiled at him, a wink directed his way. Erika was too far to hear his conversation with Gandalf, but could guess; she shifted in her seat. Thorin was at the front she could see, Kili in a conversation with his brother turned his head to the shifting girl behind him.

"My arse isn't that big you know! You've plenty of room back there."

"That's what you think." Erika countered cheekily. "Catch up with Thorin."

"Are you mad woman? Did you not just see his face when the hobbit caught up?"

"Yes, I did see his face when Bilbo caught up." She said, emphasizing his name. "But catch up with him, now."

"You heard the woman Kili."

"Who's side are you on Fili?"

"She's armed. You're not."

"She already said she's a lousy shot."

"I never said that!"

"As good as."

"I still think your aim is terrible."

"You've never seen me shoot."

"Instinct."

"I don't need a good aim to take an arrow out of your quiver and stick it in your bloody eye!"

"I'd do as she says brother."

"I'm not being ordered about by a woman!"

"One word. Mother."

"That's different!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Oh Kili!" Erika said in a sing-song voice, tapping his shoulder with an arrow. "Be a dear and catch up with your uncle, will you?"

"Of course!" Kili said.

Kili nudged his pony into a trot, catching up with Thorin.

"Kili, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Not me, uncle. This delightful little bird we picked up along the way wanted to speak with you."

Thorin hadn't thought it would be Erika, after all he didn't think their last conversation had went down so well. "Yes?"

"I was just wondering, is there any town or villages coming up?"

"Yes, we'll have to pass by Bree on our way."

"Can we stop by there?"

"I'd rather not, it would only waste time."

"I understand, but I've no weapons. I'd like to be able to protect myself should we run into any trouble."

She could see Thorin thinking it over, was he really thinking about allowing her to go on unprotected without a weapon?

"Uncle, most of the baggage was put upon Myrtle, the hobbit's pony, when we believed him not to be coming. It was give us a chance to sort and spread that out among us."

"Yes, I suppose so. It'll not be for another few hours yet."

The ponies were left in the paddock as Bifur and Bofur sorted the bag from all the ponies. Dwalin swiftly made his way to the tavern with Gloin, Fili and Kili, once he had retrieved his bow and arrows from Erika. Bombur was drawn to a food stall with Bilbo. Dori and Ori sat on a bank with Oin, chatting as Ori pulled out his journal and a pencil sketching. Nori stretched his legs, leaning on the fence of the paddock watching their ponies. Gandalf sat with the Dwarves on the bank, making idle chat. Balin stood with Thorin watching Erika as she fiddled with the bag Kili had gifted her with.

"I think perhaps, someone should show our dear Erika about. She will be unfamiliar with Bree."

"Are you hinting that I should Balin?"

"I think she enjoys your company; besides I think she understands your authority." Balin shook his head seeing his friends confused expression. "She will hurry should you say, it was one of her conditions. To do as you say. You can't allow your nephews to take her, heavens know how long that would take."

Thorin shook his head at the elder Dwarves logic walking over to Erika. "Balin believes you should be escorted around Bree, and as leader of the company...well, Shall we get started?"

Erika nodded, following Thorin into the market of Bree. Different stall filled with trinkets dotted the sides. Shop doors stood open, inviting cutomers in.

"I think perhaps it would be best for you to gather some travelling clothes instead of wearing your armor little bird."

"Are you to travel without your Armour?"

"No, but I don't believe it is as comfortable as you state."

"Where can I buy a weapon?"

"What do you wish to buy?"

"A sword, two handed."

"Go to the tailors and buy some travelling clothes. I will get your sword."

"Thorin!"

"Do as I command, the condition you agreed to." He said, a stern look on his face.

Erika knew they weren't far enough for her to go against him. He could still send her away this early on, she supposed he did have a point. But there would be no chance to change in the midst of battle..."Fine. But I'm changing back when we get to the misty mountains."

"Agreed."

Thorin continued down the market to the blacksmiths, and Erika went back a few steps to the tailors. Inside stood mannequins with clothes hung on, shelves filled with shoes and hats. An older woman came out from behind the counter, taking Erika by the hand, leading her into the shop.

"What is it I can do for you, my dear?"

"I'm in need of some travelling clothes, and I'm afraid my visit will have to be quick. My companions ware waiting for me."

"What is it you wish?"

"A pair of breeches and a tunic will do." Erika said softly.

the woman walked around her shop, picking up different tunics and bringing them to Erika, whose hand was swatted away when she tried to take the clothes. The tailor held the clothing to Erika before taking it away coming back with something else, after the with time of doing this the woman shrieked, you'd have thought she'd just invented the wheel, Erika thought. The tailor put them down on the counter, Erika had only 15 gold coins. Five by the time she had purchased her clothing. Erika politely asked if she could use the changing room behind the counter.

Erika left the tailors in her new clothing. She wore brown pants and her Nightingale boots, and a soft blue tunic with her gauntlets over tops. She had wrapped her armor up and placed it in her tailor had been kind, giving Erika an old belt, to wrap round her wist which emphasized her curves, some hair ties and a hair clip all for no charge. Erika had stood in front of the mirror redoing her braids which would frame her face when her hair was down. The two braids were tied together at the back and the rest of her thick hair in a low hanging pony tail. She attached the clip over the hair tie.

"You look well, little bird." Thorin said at her side.

He held her sword out to her and she took it gingerly. She experimented with the weight and spun it a few times. Thorin watched in awe as she handled the blade, and handle it she did. It was clear to him she would be able to use this blade, blend with it but she held it as though it were a precious gem.

"Thank you Thorin, I'm afraid I have only 5 coins left. And by the quality of this blade I can believe it cost much more."

"Earn it back."

"How do you mean?"

"You told me at the hobbits you wished to earn your keep, so do that."

"I will."

"Good, lets get back little bird."

"Why've you all taken to calling me that?"

"Because of your free spirit. We were going to stop and then you told the story of your armor. You said you were a Nightingale."

Thorin glanced side ways at Erika, catching the blush on her cheeks. She was quite glad that the rest of Dwarves, Gandalf and Bilbo were all saddled up and ready to go. She quickly said thanks to Thorin and rushed over to Fili and Kili, hopping on the back of Kili's pony. Thorin called for the company to move out. It had been a nice stop in Bree.

There you are guys! What do you think of that?

I did think about whether Erika would have her Nightingale Armour but I thought she would need something from her previous life with her. Hopefully someone from her past will be making an appearance soon!

Am I giving too much away about her? Or do you enjoy the little snippets about her?

Review!