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

The men were all bark and no bite. Cowardly as they were, they backed off. "You'll be sorry for this!" A woman shouted, and others were quick to agree with her. "Should we see the likes of you again, you'll regret it." A young man no older than Fili was the one to make this threat. They didn't even acknowledge Yavanna when she had asked about the missing children.

Now released, Fili helped his brother to his feet, and was quick to regroup with the group, shaken by what had almost come to pass. "Come. We must go", the winged she-elf said. Fili immediately followed. Somehow, Erebor didn't seem quite so important anymore.

"Thank you, Delva. We couldn't thank you enough for you to watch over us", the blonde said. The eldest she-elf smiled, though sadly. "We're almost there", it was to help cheer him up again to pursue his dream. "They're right, aren't they? They lost their homes because of us..." The idea saddened him; both brothers have grown up hearing stories of losing Erebor, and now the people of Laketown were in the very same predicament. "Isn't there anything we can do?", he was desperate of what they can do to help, but Saeril looked around sadly. "I don't know, son of Durin. All we can do is get to the mountain. I'll reason with Thorin. I promise", and she did. They were in confusion, and she needed to clear it up with their uncle; the patient zero of the firestorm.

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

Fili knelt on the opposite side of an injured boy, his face and clothing covered with soot from the fires they'd escaped from. He began to wrap up a scrape on the boy's arm, before going to successfully stop the bleeding on his knee. "There you go. That's not so bad," he tried to be optimistic for the sake of the wounded, but inwardly, he felt sick. Was this much destruction and pain worth retrieving their homeland for? It felt wrong. These people were paying for their mistakes. How could they ever hope to make up for this?

"That's them! Right there!" A middle aged man pointed towards both Fili and his brother, and before Fili could register that they were the ones being referred to, he and Kili were forced to their feet, each by burly, heavyset men. One of them shoved Kili, and when the eldest moved to defend his brother, he was restrained.
"It was your kin that did this!" This earned shouts of agreement from the rowdier of the group. "We've lost our kin...now that king of yours will have to lose some of his."

Having to notice upon the incoming chaos, Saeril had her teeth, along with her molars, gritting. How dare they? Putting up her hood, she approached the scene with graceful maneuvers. With immense strength, the winged she-elf had a pale hand on the back of the man that shoved Kili, turned him around, and held him by his cloak, and got him close to her face. "Cross them again, your fate will end swiftly", she warned, making her luminous eyes give a second's glow, before releasing him.

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

Saeril's back was still turned towards the group, and still gazing at the town, despite the fact of the sound of the dragon falling. Her focus was towards Thorin. "I may pose no ill-will, but...", she began. "It's just...heartbreaking. In all of Middle Earth, nobody would never do such a thing, the way Oakenshield did", she said aloud to herself; her back still to them, and her voice turned soft albeit filled with disbelief, and almost sadness. The winged she-elf admitted her concern willingly, and she was bold enough to share it.

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

Fili stayed by Kili, the children, and Yavanna, while Saeril guided them at the front. He could only stare in shock as Laketown started to go up in flames. Hearing the cries and seeing the people flee their homes was difficult to witness. Were they responsible for this? Smaug had remained inside of Erebor for so many years, and now he'd left to seek destruction on the nearest town. The thought was an unsettling one; deep down, the blonde worried that coming here had been wrong. Perhaps their homeland should have been left behind.

"Isn't there anything we can do to help?" Fili couldn't take it anymore. Leaving felt wrong, even if they'd managed to bring Bard's children to safety. Bofur shook his head, motioning for him to quiet down. "No, lad. We've got to get to Thorin." Though Bofur felt the same way, he knew there was little to nothing that they could do now. They needed to regroup with the others and plan from there.

It was another few hours before the survivors of Laketown reached the shore once more. Many of them were badly wounded or dying, and others still had already been lost to their wounds or shock. With the shore in a yard's distance, Saeril jumped out of the boat, into the water, and used the strength she had to pull the boat to the upcoming shoreline. Looking around at the number of casualties surrounding them, the she-elf felt that she had to immediately talk to Thorin once they get to the mountain, if they still intended to. He would absolutely not be that careless to put his own nephews in harm's way, especially in the event of a Firedrake.

Bard's three children immediately left the little boat they had travelled in with the two she-elves and the dwarves, weaving through the crowd searching for their father. Saeril, who could see a little better over the other people's heads, searched too, though there was no sign of Bard.

Finally managing to remove her horned headdress, she let her hair flow free in the wind, as she glanced around at the surviving people. Knowing that her companions might have their eyes on her, she didn't bother to look back at them, at least, not at the moment. Again, it's that anger she felt inside. "What was he thinking?", she said softly to herself, with a hint of a building up snarl, as she gazed out at the burnt and demolished town in the distance.

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

Smaug's fire lit up the opposite side of Laketown. The heat from the flames could be felt even from where they were, and panicked shouts and cries of the people were heard both near and far. Fili caught sight of Smaug, though only briefly. Hearing about the mighty dragon was one thing, seeing him was another. Bofur shook his head in disbelief, offering Fili and the others help to maneuver the boat through the water. At this rate, there would be no town to return to.

As the Master tried to escape town with his treasure, the rope that Bard set down out his cell window, got tangled with him, allowing him to break away the prison cell wall. As soon as the bargeman escapes, he found the hidden Black Arrow, before making his way towards the windlance.

"Stay down", Saeril murmured softly to Sigrid and Tilda as the boat passed under the foundations of another house, the buildings around them crumbling and burning as they floated down the lake.

The fire blared around the town, surrounding it as Bard climbed to the launching mechanism.

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

At the news, Fili walked back to his resting brother, feeling almost sick with dread. If Smaug was to come here, they were done for. All of Laketown would feel the wrath of such a mighty beast; he had heard the stories of Smaug all his life, and he knew about the amount of destruction the Fire-Drake was capable of bringing. If the dragon was coming here, where were the others? Fili couldn't help but worry for their safety; they had headed towards the mountain and Smaug may have met them first. "We need to find Thorin," time was not on their side, since Smaug would arrive within a matter of moments.

"Get to safety", Bard told them before putting on his coat, taking the Black Arrow, and leaving the house, as quick as he could. He had to get to the windlance, and quickly. However, just as he about a few yards from it, Braga was approaching him. Hiding the arrow in a boat, and covering it, he took off, hoping to evade them, but they were much quicker than him.

Oin was in full agreement. "We'll need a boat," hastily, he threw his supplies back into his bag, then turned to help Kili who, once again, insisted he was fine. "You'll have to come with us," Saeril explained to Bard's children, but Bane would not hear of it. "Not without our Da--"
"If you stay, you and your sisters will die." She couldn't sugarcoat it, they hadn't a moment to spare. "Is that what your father would want?"

Fili ran to his brother and tried to help him stand, but the youngest again insisted that he can walk. The eldest was ushering Bain, the girls, Yavanna, and the rest of the company quickly to an empty boat that they can use to leave town with.

Smaug was reaching Laketown, and with a ferocious roar, he let loose a jet of rippling orange flame, catching an entire row of houses alight.

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

Remember that Tauriel and Legolas have long gone left Laketown, and are nowhere near until they discover about its downfall on a land nearby.

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

Hang in there, Yavanna lol...
You'll see him again after Laketown burns down to the ground

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

Everybody kind of shook off the first shake, but as the dinnerware clattered dangerously on the table, it was starting to become very serious.

"What was that?", Fili looked to his godmother in concern, to Yavanna, whom seemed to be pondering, before looking back to his exhausted brother. Bard had entered by then, and both his daughters ran to him, both relieved yet troubled to see him. "Da? What's happened?", Tilda grabbed onto his sleeve, and Sigrid put a hand to her sister's shoulder to calm her. "Are you alright?"

Bain looked out of the window towards the mountain in the distance. "It's coming from the mountain!", he announced to them, answering their possibly simultaneous question. "The dragon...", Saeril murmured quietly, her face on alert. Fili urgently approached Bard who just entered the house. "You should leave us", the blonde began to tell the bargeman. "Take your children, get out of here!"

"And go where?!", the Lakeman asked the dwarf, a hint of anger in his voice. "There is nowhere else for us to go!", Bard added with a bit of grave in his voice. "Are we going to die, Da?", Tilda, the young girl asked, looking very frightened. "The dragon, it's going to kill us!" Taking the last black arrow from the ceiling, Bard looked upon his children. "Not if I kill it first", he told them with clenched teeth, and the black arrow within hand.

Feeling another rumble, Saeril walked quickly to the house's entrance and looked upon the Lonely Mountain. "What is it?", she heard Fili at her side as the winged she-elf used her Elf eyes to see the figure in the distance. It was huge, and it had wings. One thing that would be, is a dragon, and not just any dragon. "Smaug", she breathed out the name. "He's coming", she told them with dread.

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

Me neither lol.