As Thorin left; a large portion of the Dwarves followed him down the Armory. Where they were beginning to get dressed. Thorin's words about 'defending Erebor' seemed to be swimming through everyone's minds. Bilbo had promised, to keep Fili and Kili's secret. He too had his own secrets...to their's was safe with him. He would not tell Saeril of what had come to pass, last night. But the Hobbit was worried.

On his way to the armory, Kili caught sight of Saeril. It seemed like she had over-heard what happened between Bard and Thorin. And herself preparing, for the war...that'd be upon them. He wished he could calm down his God-Mother, but he feared that no amount of words would bring her comfort and peace in this matter. All that Kili could do, was try and get ready for war...as he made his way to the armory. He began to look through the weapons, shields and armor. When the she-elf joined them, Kili looked at her. "You heard, Uncle's refusal." It was not a question, but more of a statement. He sounded sad.

Bilbo, on the other hand. Was scheming a plan of his own. He had to try and put a stop to this somehow. Just as he was about to sneak out, Thorin had caught him past the Armory, giving him a 'gift' of Mitheral. Bilbo thought he looked absurd, when he put it on. But the Dwarf King, was going mad...his thoughts telling him that someone betrayed him. Bilbo sighed, Thorin was getting worse and worse. "Thorin, the quest is over. You've won the Mountain...is that not enough?" Bilbo questioned, looking at his friend.

"Betrayed, by own Kin?" Countered Thorin. His mind swimming with accusations, of who might have taken the Arkenstone from him. Bilbo felt a pang of guilt, but it would be for his own good.

"You made, a promise...to the people of Lake-Town." Bilbo tried to reason with Thorin. "Is this treasure, really worth more than your Honor?" Thorin looked a little at Bilbo in disbelief. [i] Not another, one trying to talk me into something.[/i] Thorin thought to himself. "Our Honor...I was also there. I gave my word." Bilbo reminded him, it was not just him that promised to help the people, but the rest of the company as well.

"The treasure of the Mountain, does not belong to the people of Lake Town." Thorin sounded fierce. One moment he was grateful for Bilbo's word...the next, angry at the thought of giving away his family gold. Bilbo's worry for Thorin grew more and more, this wasn't going to end well. Not for anyone...especially for Thorin. "This Gold...is ours." Thorin breathed out; looking like he was under some kind a spell almost. "Ours alone." he almost struggled to breathe for a bit, his head spinning.

Listening to Thorin, his voice almost sounded distorted. Bilbo swallowed. He caught the worried looks of Fili and Kili, from the corner of his eyes. "I will not part with any of it...not one piece!" Thorin swore.

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The three elves, reached the top of the hill. Yavanna run after Legolas and Tauriel, keeping up with them with ease. She was running almost more silently, gracefully almost. As they reached the top, she knelled down by the large boulder, besides Legolas and Tauriel. Looking at the scene before them.

"Gundabad." Tauriel breathed out, as she took in the sight as well. Both of the she-elves were rather curious of what was beyond the fortress.

"What lies beyond?" Yavanna asked softly, almost cautiously as she looked at the Elven Prince.