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

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

Fili ran behind his uncle, along with the rest of the company. "For Erebor!", he shouted along with them, just before they all clashed with the Orc army. Saeril charged ahead of them, having to go headfirst into the fold, having to keep her balance for most of the time, for Kili's sake, and allow him to get a better leverage of fighting back. Flying over the ensuing chaos, she gave a battle screech, before having to use her daggers to stab and slash a few enemies and foes, as well as behead a few of them, in the process. She made sure none of them would reach Kili as the Sons of Durin continued fighting within the fray.

"Thorin!", Dain gave a cry before having to kill an Orc while approaching his king. "Hey, cousin, what took you so long?", he laughed while embracing him. "There’s too many of them. I hope you’ve got a plan".

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

Having to stand near the gap of the walled-up entrance of the Mountain, Saeril made sure that Kili got a good grip on her, before flying up to the top of the wall. Having to stand upon the stacked up rocks, which gave both dwarf and elf a good view of the battle before them, as well as the Orc army that stood before the entrance, while waiting for Azog's order to attack the fortress. However, as soon as that order was carried out, Bombur blew the horn of Erebor.

The she-elf crouched down, before having to recall about that time where she said to Kili about her wonder for both of them to fly into battle. Well, that vision was about to come true. Flexing her battle-claws, she reached behind and sheathed her curved daggers. "For Erebor!", she shouted from her spot. "For the Sons of Durin!", she gave a battle cry, before spreading her wings and taking flight. A few seconds after she left her spot, Thorin and the rest of the company smashed the rocks at the entrance, and charging into battle. "To the King! To the King!"

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

Saeril has been clinging upon the ceiling ever since the company walked into the room. She could only sigh in frustration and despair since her actions have never seemed to go as planned. On the bright side, the ElvenKing had his wife's gems back, but it had serve dto only make matters worse on Thorin's part. It was that same amount of fear she had displayed, ever since he'd started submerging into the Dragon Sickness. Her head lightly touched the surface of the ceiling, just as she tried to think of something they all can potentially do, to make this right. But then, it felt like there was nothing they could do...nothing.

She could only close her eyes when Kili began to yell at the King again. It was of no use; they can't bring him back. They just couldn't. However, once she heard Thorin's words sound reasonable again, she looked down, only to pray that what she heard was true. Was this the real Thorin talking? The Thorin they all have come to respect, and give in return? His words, rang true for her suspicions. Thorin was back! Letting her grip loosen upon the stone surface, the she-elf descended, and landed gracefully upon the ground, not making noise, but only a silent thud. Tucking her wings in, she made a sad smile. He is back! The Dwarf-King who was worthy of the crown under the Mountain, was back! He fought the sickness.

Fili cautiously watched Thorin approach them, and his question made him begin to believe that the uncle he knew, and loved, has come back for them. In response to his question, the blonde lifted a sword in determination, an silent action that displayed a sense of courage, and a willingness to fight in the name of his family. Their family...

Just before Kili could venture with them, Saeril stopped him with a wing blocking his path, having to give him a faithful smile, before leading him up to the level where she was only a few hours ago. It was right above the entrance of the Mountain, and having to look over the side of the ledge, the she-elf bent down to one knee, in order to let him climb on, giving him the notion that they will fly into battle, and protect what's theirs: the Mountain.

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

It was as if Thorin was submerging even deeper into his madness, and Dwalin could only watch with sadness in his eyes. "You were always my King. You used to know that once. You just cannot see what you have become", he sadly said, with some tears having to appear in his eyes. And, just like that, he left the throne room in somber. It was like Thorin he knew was long gone...and he might never come back to his senses, due to his corrupted mindset.

Saeril heard with her keen ears that Thorin was never going to go back on his word, nor go back to his usual self. All Fili can do was sit with his brother, having mixed feelings of sadness and anger.

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

Dwalin was approaching Thorin, hoping that he can reason with him, when the others couldn't. His decisions regarding the wellbeing of the company were becoming even more difficult every day. "Since when do we forsake our own people? Thorin, Dain is surrounded; they are dying out there", he told him, having to remain hopeful in laying out the realities of their situation to their once-respected king. "Thorin, you're sitting here in these vast halls with a crown upon your head, and leaving them to die. Don't you realize that you are becoming lesser now than you have ever been?", he asked the leading dwarf.

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

In Dale, Bard happened to come across the children, as soon as he heard their voices. However, after having to see a troll upon them, he manages to seize a cart, and heave himself down towards them. "Tilda! Bain! Sigrid! Get down!", telling them to duck, so he can make his mark, stabbing it to death. Jumping down, he gathered them. "Listen, I need you to gather the women and children, take them to the Great Hall and barricade the door. You understand? You must not come out for any reason", he told them, clearly desperate for them to get to safety.

"We want to stay with you".
"Oh, Show your father some respect, will you?", Alfrid appeared from his hiding place. "You heard him, we make to the Great Hall", he told them, beginning to push them along.
"Alfrid, women and children only. I need every man fighting. See that you return", Bard instructed, giving him Bain's sword.
"I’ll get them to safety, Sire. Then my sword is yours to command", he shakily confirmed before continuing to push the children along. "Get up!", he told them once more, irritated. Bard stopped his son, and looked into his eyes. "Look after them".
"I will", the boy promised, just before his father went back into the fight.

Azog watched the chaos from his position on a mountain top nearby. "They cannot hold the city! The Dwarves are almost spent", he observed as the Dwarf army continued to fight the Orcs. Dain kept up, but was looking for his cousin, hoping he would turn up. "Thorin! Where’s Thorin? We need him. Where is he?"

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

Saeril didn't answer Kili immediately, since she was almost too caught off guard, about the fact that Azog wasn't too far behind the Were-worms. "No. It's made impossible in such short-notice", she finally managed to say before Thorin declared for them to stand down, and not go into the fight with the rest of their kin. "What?", Fili was just as dumbfounded as his brother. "Are we to do nothing?", he asked, but all the king did is give the Dwarven army a cold shoulder.

The she-elf ignored the others and looked out at the ensuing violence, made by the new arrivals in battle. They couldn't just sit here and watch. Saeril wasn't subject to follow Thorin's order, but with Fili and Kili at risk, she had no choice but to stay with them. She only wondered where Yavanna was in all of this; she can only hope that Azog didn't run her, the prince, or Tauriel, over during their course of tracking the vile creatures.

"All of you, fall back to Dale! Now!", Bard ordered. "To the city! People, this way!", the war beasts, after managing to break the wall down, the rest of the Orc army started attacking Dale as well as its residents. As chaos and death ensued, Bard rushed inside to look for Tilda, Sigrid, and Bain. "My children! Where are my children?"
"I saw them, they were down in the Old Market!"
"The Market? Where are they now? Tilda! Sigrid!", just then appeared. "Bard, Orcs are storming over the Causeway!"
Get the bowmen to the eastern parapet. Hold them off for as long as you can."
"The Orcs have taken Stone Street, the Market’s overrun!", hearing that made Bard's gut clench, before deciding to take the rest of the young men. "The rest of you, follow me!"

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

For Thranduil in Yavanna's relationships, he can be labeled as a "Family-Friend" :)

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

Gandalf sighed in exasperation as soon as Thorin proclaimed his choice for war. The army heard coming from the North, were the dwarves of the Iron Hills, along with... "Dain, Lord of the Iron Hills. Thorin’s cousin", the wizard answered the Hobbit, just as a Dwarf, riding a hog, came forth. "Good morning! How are we all? I have a wee proposition, if you wouldn’t mind giving me a few moments of your time. Would you consider just sodding off?!", he shouted over them.

"Come now, Lord Dain", the wizard stepped forth. "Gandalf the Grey. Tell this rabble to leave, or I’ll water the ground with their blood", Dain countered. "There is no need for war between Dwarves, Men and Elves. A legion of Orcs march on the Mountain. Stand your army down", Gandalf was pleading now; pleading for everyone to stand down. "I will not stand down before any Elf. Not least this faithless woodland sprite. He wishes nothing but ill upon my people. If he chooses to stand between me and my kin, I’ll split his pretty head open! See if he’s still smirking then", he wavered the comment towards Thranduil. "Let’s give these bastards a good hammering!", he ordered the army, when suddenly, they hear a noise. A drilling noise.

The noise wasn't new to Saeril, and it only made her widen her eyes as she recognized it. "Were-worms", she said, just before a massive worm-like creature bursted through one of the distant mountains, before three more appeared, making four giant holes.