"East of here there is very little." Beorn informed Bane. "My lands are well guarded, neither Orc, nor Warg, nor Goblin would dare cross the river for several miles around my home."

"I don't know..." Thorin admitted, biting his lip slightly as he used the end of his sleeve to dab at the sweat on Serena's face. "Bilbo, go and get Bane, or Gandalf. Either of them, maybe they know." the dwarf prince suggested.