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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Just to be sure, Yavanna said "thank you" to Legolas, right?

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Just as they killed the last Orc, Legolas looked around at the dead bodies, before glancing towards Yavanna. Despite the fact that their goal was to figure out what the Orcs were up to, something told the Elven Prince that what he did was to return the favor for the girl who saved his life back at Mirkwood. Sheathing his daggers, his expression wasn't completely cold towards her this time; it looked almost like sympathy that was slightly apparent in his icy-blue eyes.

"You killed them all", Bain gasped in astonishment. Hearing the boy's voice, Legolas tore his gaze away from the girl, though he was still itching to look back. He had to focus on the task at hand. "There are others. Tauriel, come", Legolas said to his comrade before beginning to leave.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

The winged she-elf gripped an Orc by his back with her nail-cuffs, before he could even reach Kili, and with full-strength, Saeril threw the creature out the window, shattering it as wooden pieces fell from the impact. To get out of the ensuing chaos, she quickly and carefully moved Kili off the ground, and to the bed nearby. An orc was about to hit her from behind, but she was quick to turn around and fend it off, keeping it away from the injured dwarf.

Just as the one Orc began to advance upon the princess, an arrow hit it the head before it could reach her. Legolas appeared at the door, and sheathed his daggers to kill off the remaining creatures, who were attacking the children. He killed and slashed at another Orc who was close to hitting the she-elf, before stabbing two more nearby.

However, one of the Orcs managed to escape. "Oakenshield has gone!", he told Bolg in Black Speech, who was standing nearby. "Fall back! Regroup at the bridge!", the leader ordered as the orc pack retreats.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Bofur was having better luck. After a through search, he'd stumbled across a pigpen. One of the pigs was chewing on something all too familiar to him -- the kingsfoil. Quickly, he ran back towards Bard's home, the weed clutched tightly in his hand. Unbeknownst to Bofur, he was leading Bolg and several orcs right back with him.

Oin did what he could to help Fili and Saeril. "Where is he?!" Bofur was taking too long. There was a loud thud on the roof, and Sigrid looked to see if Bard had returned, and she was horrified when an orc managed to make its way inside, having to scream. As if things weren't bad enough already, they were now under attack.

Shouting out loud, Oin picked up an empty bowl from the table where Bard had scattered the herbs and threw it at the Orc, having no other weapons to use. With Fili joining in to fight them off, Saeril shielded Kili, until she stabbed the Orc that had a grip on Yavanna.

Outside, Bofur was also being attacked, and just as he’s about to be killed, an arrow shot the back of the obscene creature.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

So far, it's just minimal. Not as much as Yavanna does, but considering her past history of serving Sauron, she would know about the poison-filled arrows that the Orcs use.

Also, Saeril remembers using Athelas back in Fangorn when her kind was still alive. So far, she knows a few healing spells, I just haven't elaborated them yet.

Also, didn't we miss a scene? Where the Orcs attacked the house? And that Tauriel and Legolas saved them? That would be before they received the Kingsfoil.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I was thinking that Saeril would heal Kili with the Athleas, if that's okay?

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

As Bard finally gave them permission to enter, Oin lead them inside. With Bofur's help, they cleared the table off so that Kili might be set down. Kili was already perspiring from fever; the poison was flowing in his blood and making him deathly ill as a result.

"Set the lad down here," Oin told Saeril, as she carefully set Kili on the table, which only resulted in the youngest to cry out. Face ashen, Kili struggled against them, and he was starting to panic when he felt Oin remove the bloodied bandaging around his leg. “I need herbs, something to bring down his fever.” Oin looked to Bard, hopeful that their host might have such items on hand. Not in his right state of mind, Kili was putting up quite a fight while trying to get away from the hands that were holding him down.

Bard was frantically searching through what he had in a cabinet. "I have nightshade...feverfew...", he was looking fast, and Saeril was trying to keep it together, almost beginning to pace back and forth. "That's not good enough", she breathlessly told him. Her heart was beating quickly; images of Bolg were coming to her, and silent anger slowly boiled within her. All she could do was keep it locked up. However, Kili's cries of pain weren't helping. "Do you have any kingsfoil?", she rushed to say.

"No, it’s a weed. We feed it to the pigs", Bard explained while he frantically searched for other medicine. "Pigs?", Bofur then gets an idea. "Don’t move", he told to Kili, which Saeril didn't really think it was necessary. She knew how to heal, but she wasn't sure if she could do it; she would be nowhere as talented as Yavanna either. The elder never felt so conflicted.

Oin shook his head as he looked the injury over. In all his years as a healer, he'd never seen an injury quite like this one. There was more to this than a flesh wound; Kili had been poisoned. "There's little I can do for him until Bofur gets back," he admitted fretfully, then jumped in surprise as Kili nearly kicked him. "Lad! Hold on, now! We're trying to help!" No amount of talking was getting through to Kili, he was too wrought with pain and fading fast. At this point, he was paler than both the princess and Saeril, combined.

"Isn't there anything you can do?" Oin turned his attention to the two she-elves, and he held onto the hope that they might have that would help Kili. "You must have something...can you take this sickness from him?", he asked Yavanna.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Being stopped by Thorin, didn't stop Fili, unfortunately. All his eldest nephew DD was glare at his uncle, and yank his arm away from his grip. Walking towards Kili, he stood next to him, like he always did during their youth.

Back in the Masters house, Bofur is passed out drunk under a table when he hears trumpets. "By my beard, is that the time!?", he shouted with slurred speech before he rises until banging his head on the table. He then rushes out to join the dwarves on the dock. "Wait!"

"Go now with our good will. And may your return bring fortune to all!", the Master announces before the crowd cheers with the company setting off on the barge down the lake. At the same time, Bofur pushes through the crowd, but when he reaches the dock, he sees the rest of the company has left, and is too far down the lake for him to reach. While this was happening, Saeril and Yavanna stayed by Kili and Fili, as they watched the boat float away.

"I can't believe he would just leave us like that!", Fili growled angrily. Bofur looked to the side, hearing Fili's voice and smiled. "Oh, did you all miss the boat as well?"

"Aye, we have. We'll need to get this one indoors", Oin was grateful that Fili and the two she-elves showed up. Kili's condition hadn't stopped him from being stubborn, and he doubted he would have been allowed to get very far in tending to his injury.

"Kili?", Saeril heard Fili say, as soon as the blonde felt his brother's weight give out next to him. "Kili!?", Kili looked like he was about to pass out, having to almost fall on the spot. Hurrying to catch him, and before he could fall to the ground, the elder she-elf cradled him. Moving his ebony black hair from his face, he was in pain. Please, not now, she thought to herself. "Come on", she told the others as she held Kili in her arms, carrying him closely against her chest.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril was devastated at hearing this from the Master. This wasn't right and, while she was unaware of Yavanna having the same thought, the elder sensed that something bad was going to happen. That was when she realized that the mountain will become Thorin's undoing, as well as the horrid fate for Laketown.

Later on,
As the company was getting ready to leave for the Lonely Mountain on a barge, they had the weapons provided as they loaded their supplies, along with armor.

Fili was just about to get on the boat, until he no longer felt his baby brother following him. Turning back, Kili was being held back by Thorin. Disbelief filled him that their uncle would split them up. Never in their childhood, have they ever split up; it was impossible. Right now, he felt despair for the first time.

"Uncle, don't do this!", the elder brother jumped to Kili's defense. "We grew up on the tales of the Mountain, tales you told us; you can't take that away from him!", Fili narrowed his eyes at Thorin and went to get out of the boat to stand with his brother. "If you won't let him go, I stay. With him and Delva."

Saeril looked up from her devastating period when she heard an argument amongst Thorin and the brothers. To top it off, Kili looked saddened. What was going on? What did Thorin say to them? Curiousity and concern filled her, resulting her to approach the remaining dwarves, and sit next to the brothers, placing a hand upon Kili's shoulder, trying to sooth him of his despair.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

"All of you! Listen to me; you must listen! Have you forgotten what happened to Dale? Have you forgotten those who died in the firestorm? And for what purpose? The blind ambition of a Mountain King, so riven by greed, he could not see beyond his own desire!", Bard sternly told the people of Laketown, wanting them to see the true picture of Thorin's plan.

Saeril shook her head, and her yellow-green widened as well; having to glance at Yavanna when she spook, the elder had to rethink about the purpose of this journey: reclaiming Erebor. However, an obstacle, and a dilemma, stood between them and triumph: Smaug. Looking back at the scene, she kept her hand in the princess' own, as she kept watching.

As Thorin and Bard argued, The Master spoke up. "Now, now, we must not, any of us, be too quick to lay blame. Let us not forget that it was Girion, Lord of Dale, your ancestor, who failed to kill the beast!” Alfrid was quick to agree. “It’s true, sire. We all know the story: arrow after arrow he shot, each one missing its mark.” The people turned on Bard, accusing him for Giron's failure.

Saeril then remembered that day, when the firestorm rose above this section of Middle-Earth, having to watch the smoke, and the kingdom of Dale falling. Flashbacks of fire, smoke, and screaming...

The bargeman was below the Master, and the mention of his own ancestor brought an inner anger inside himself. He saw the reality, the people didn't; not to mention the Mayor. "You have no right; no right to enter that mountain!", Bard angrily told the Dwarven prince.