Two days later
CaldeonPOV
I wished to surprise them.
The sun had barely broken when I went to the stables. The elves in Rivendell kept and breed horses, but if a lone pony happened to be found it was brought to carry supplies. To told Thorin about it the other day and he agreed to meet here instead.
I fitted the saddle on the grey pony when I heard a rhythmic beat of boots on the ground, I turned to see a young, ginger haired dwarf with a wispy beard walking down the stone path.
"Morning," I greeted.
"Good morning," he said back." We didn't expect you to be here this early."
"I've been up earlier," I said,"I thought all of you were coming."
"No that's why I'm here, to lead you to them," he explained.
I tightened the last strap on the saddle,"Ready."
We lead the pony over the hilly path. The orange sun had come high enough to be seen between two mountain peeks."Beautiful sunrise," he said trying to start a conversation.
"It is," I said,"What is your name?"
"Ori," he said,"And to clarify, the red-head with three points on the top of his head is my brother Nori. And the old hen grey beard with all the braids is my eldest brother Dori."
"I'll try to remember that," I say."I must ask, which one is Fili and which one is Kili? I didn't get that the other night."
"Fili's the blond and the brown-haired one is Kili."
"Ok."
We continued down the path. The world awoke gracefully as we walked. Birds tweeted and the dew wetted my boots.
The path bent around a stone revealing the large expanse of trees and forest before the great and foreboding Misty Mountains. But even closer than that was the even more foreboding Company of Thorin Oakenshield.
They were already staring down the path. Their glares were dark and judgmental, I felt insecure and nervous under the weight of their gaze.
"If you want Narow can carry some of your packs," I said gesturing to the pony. Silently half of the dwarves strapped their packs to Narow.
"Balin you know these lands best, you go ahead," said Thorin. I wondered if they truly knew the knowledge that I have of this area.
For the while it doesn't matter, so I made the first of many steps in this journey.
Balin POV
Night had drawn in and we made camp. I took my pack off of the poor pony that carried it all day. Bomber made some stew and we ate.
After dinner we all sat around the fire, drinking, or smoking, or thinking, everyone was silent.
Caldeon sat on her bedroll whittling away At a piece of wood. She was queer, we knew nothing about except she was a good fighter and lived in Rivendell. My logic told me we should know something about her."How does a girl like yourself find themselves in Rivendell?" I asked drawing the attention of her and the company.
"It's not a happy story," she said with downcast eyes.
"Not all are," said Dori.
She sighed and put down her wood. She straightened and began," I came from a proud family. My father wanted two sons. One to be his heir and the other to be the general of his army. When my older brother was born he was happy. Who wouldn't be happy with my brother? He's a joy.
When I was born I brought him only grief. My mother died giving birth to me, so the hope of a second son died with her. My father cared nothing for me. I was raised solely by my nanny and my brother.
When I got older his drinking got worse. He would sometimes wake me up in the middle of the night just to slug me across the face."
She took a moment to pause and look at her audience. From the young to the old there were all sorts of different levels of shook and sympathy.
"One day when I was seven he came to me and said he'd had enough. He told me he would take me out to the woods the next day and leave me." Eyes widened and jaws dropped.
"I said goodbye to my brother and everyone who cared about me, then I had to go. I could only bring the clothes on my back and a flip knife.
The first night was cold, the second day I made it to a path. I was so tired I feel asleep right there and hoped good people would find me." For the first time she smiled.
"I woke up and an old, tall man was sitting down in front of me. He asked me how I got there. I said,'I was left here.' He told me his name. His name was Gandalf the Grey. He picked me up and said he would take me somewhere safe. He brought me to Rivendell." She finished and looked into the eyes of every person."And I've been there since."
The silence was a scary thing. No one would have known otherwise that she had gone through hell, though calm she seemed so happy.
"Do you ever think you'll go back?" Kili asked quietly.
"Maybe when my brother is the head of the family," she said," I just hope that he won't turn out like our father."
"What were their names?" said Nori.
"My father is Deerdal and my brother is Regardo."
"Do you think you'll forgive him?" I asked.
He has to come to me, look me in the eye and beg for forgiveness," she said with vigor,"I will not go to him."
"I'm tired," she said. She took out a blanket and laid it over herself."Goodnight."
Everyone said goodnight, then they too, one by one went to sleep.
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