After a night of un-restful sleep and hours of riding the next day they happened upon a broken down farm house, abandoned. Soaked to the bone from the lashing rain from earlier in the day, Onya took herself off to one side and removed her soggy clothing down to her under garments. Pulling on her long think rain coat over the top she joined the others and laid her sodden clothing to dry.
'Here take the seat next to me my lady.' Filli said, shoving his brother off of the log.
'Filli? Killi? Go and watch the ponies.' Thorin shouted from behind a tree, he also removing his wet clothing.
'Oh but….' Killi started.
'No buts, our guest can survive a few hours without your attention I'm sure.' Thorin looked sternly at the boys, coming out from behind the tree, shirtless.
Onya sat down, wrapping her coat around her tighter. Thorin laid his soaked clothing next to Onya's, she watched him his muscular chest and arms flexing. Greybeard handed out the bowls of stew which Onya rejected. She could last longer than these dwarves with no food. Standing and going back to the darkening wood, she stopped and laid down to admire the stars. Deep in her thoughts about what she had left behind she was surprised when a pair of furry boots appeared next to her.
'You need to eat.' The cold, harsh voice of Thorin said, holding out a bowl of stew to her.
'I'm fine, thank you. Please pass mine on to someone else.' She said sitting up as he sat next to her.
'You will be no use to us passed out from hunger, Miss…'
'Call me Onya, I have survived on less for a longer time. Your strength is more important.'
'As stubbon as Gandalf said I see, I don't want you to distract my men anymore. This is perilous enough without you parading around in next to nothing; my nephews are young and have not had much experience with women like you.' He said throwing the stew to the ground. Onya stood.
'Women like me? What an interesting thing to say, obviously being soaked to the bone and covering yourself up in a long thick coat makes me a whore maybe me talking with them is me trying to get them into bed? Obviously you know what 'women like me' are like, you must have a lot of experience in gold diggers. Don't worry I'm not here to take your throne by seducing one of you nephews. God forbid anyone in you company want to make me feel like I belong, when I so clearly don't.' She looked down at him, as he huffed in frustration. Her face showing the hurt she felt inside. 'If you'll excuse me, a woman like me doesn't want to be seen with a man like you!'
She stormed off, picked up her clothing and ignored everyone, going off to get dressed. How dare he, thinking of her like that simple for drying her clothes, when he…mr high and mighty was stripped off! Her a maid having to be subjected to that! As she did her final buttons, she heard shouting and metal clanging together, picking up her sword she went back to camp. They were all gone, the sound coming from behind a group of bushes. A quietly as possible, she sneeked through the brambles. Noticing first the 3 Trolls towering about her. To the back of their fire she saw the dwarves tied and bundled together in sacks.
Thinking on her feet Onya had an idea.
'Wait!' She shouted above the loud Dwarfish grumblings.
'What are you then? Can we eat her?' One of the trolls said.
'Don't eat them! They have worms…' She started.
'Yes, worms in their tubes.' Bilbo finished.
'In fact they are all infested, with parasites!' Onya continued.
'Contagious parasites, I really wouldn't risk it.'
Killi shouted in protest starting the rest of them off, Onya winked at Thorin. He caught on quickly and kicked the pile.
'What would you 'ave us do then let 'em all go?' The troll said, reaching a hand out to grab Onya. She backed away, just out of reach towards the dwarfen pile.
Just then above a giant rock, Gandalf appeared.
'The dawn will take you all!' He shouted as he cracked the rock underneath him forcing the sunlight through and turning the trolls to stone. Onyn went straight to the pile and begun untying the dwarves using her sword, coming to Thorin she sliced through the rope. Before he could thank her, she moved away not looking at him.
Onya went through a clearing, following a small pathway. The stench was unreal, but it meant that this is where the trolls had been staying during the day light, she ran back to find Gandalf.
'Gandalf, there is a cave ahead. The trolls must have stayed there during the day. Follow me.' She said and the others followed. Thorin tried to catch up to her, but she picked up her pace.
'It's a troll hoard, be careful what you touch.' Gandalf said moving ahead of Onya.
'Hey Onya, I had it covered back there you know.' Killi said catching up.
'I know, I just thought a bit of help wouldn't hurt.' She patted him on the shoulder, catching Thorin looking in her direction.
'Seems a shame to leave it all lying around, anyone could take it.' One of the dwarfs said.
'It belonged to someone once, we should leave it be.' Onya said moving passed them.
'Get a shovel'