Kili felt irritable; watching his uncle walk off. Hiding from within the walls of the mountain...doing nothing to help. He just frowned and sat down on one of the rocks...silent...and annoyed. His jaw was clenched...anyone who knew that look; knew not to touch or speak to Kili. As he was in a foul mood, feeling angry that his uncle would do this. This was not right.

Bilbo run towards Dale with Gandalf...to help Bard and his group fight of the Orcs there. Meanwhile, Tilda and Sigrid were walking through the Marketsquare when the Orcs came. The girls screamed, running off. "Tilda! Sigrid!" Their brother called for them, he had a sword in hand. Anyone able, no matter what age had weapons on them. He tried to find his sisters among the mess...protecting himself, from the enemy.

The two girls got lost among the market, screaming as Orcs followed them. Bain jumped out from the side, with his Sword. Stabbing and managing to behead the Orc that went to attack his sisters. The girls had their backs turned to the fight behind them. When they turned around, they glanced for their dad; until they saw their father fighting off Orcs near by. "Da!" They both called...before the youngest of the two girls, screamed seeing a troll walking towards them three.