"It’s a troll hoard. Be careful what you touch", Gandalf told them as they went deeper. Few bugs here and there, but what they didn't know was that they have come upon the trolls’ treasure. "Seems a shame just to leave it lying around. Anyone could take it", Bofur recalled. "Agreed. Nori, get a shovel", Gloin agreed, planning to make a "long-term deposit".

Nearby, Gandalf and Thorin did discover some swords, a few of them already covered in dust and cobwebs. The Wizard walked to the Dwarven Prince's side to take a glance. "Nor by a smith of Men. These are swords to the High Elves from the First Age", he added, and concluded, to the Dwarven king's statement. "You simply cannot wish for a finer blade!"

"Admire the view, young Durin; this is only the beginning of a true bond", she told him, practically telling him to embrace the feeling. Since they are both balancing on one branch, the she-elf crouched down to his height, and kept him close from behind. The view was surely incredible, and she felt that they could stay, and look upon the trees and distant valleys.