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Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"I remember." Kili smiled lightly, secretly grateful that her promise hadn't yet been fulfilled. They'd arrived safely, but he wanted her to stay for as long as possible. Even when her promise was fulfilled, he didn't want her to leave.

Sitting up, Kili started to get a better look of their surroundings. Observant as ever, he searched the room with curiosity. This room was completely unlike the ones back home.
"Did it really?" Saeril's comment surprised him, though before he might ask which son of Durin, his godmother mischievously requested that he not ask. "Which one?" Kili tried to use his big, brown puppy eyes on her. This was usually enough for Fili to cave, and sometimes their mother, though he hadn't yet tried with Delva. "Can't I have a hint?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili couldn't quite remember falling, nor did he completely register what was going on as his godmother picked him up from the stone floor. The youngest was out cold, and he hadn't stirred for the duration of his slumber. When Kili did wake, he appeared groggy and confused until his eyes landed towards Saeril. The sight of her was enough to bring a smile to Kili's face; she hadn't left after all.
"I was afraid you'd gone," he started to sit up, nearly embarrassed for having fallen asleep so easily. What had happened? His mind was foggy. "...Where are we?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"Delva?" Kili peeked into the next corridor, only to find that it was just as dark and intimidating as his uncle had been. Brows knit in concern, he continued further into the armory, taking in the sight with silent awe. There were weapons of all shapes and sizes, with armor so intricate they almost seemed too well made for battle.

For a time, Kili merely observed his surroundings, completely oblivious to the fact that Saeril was right above him.
How was Thorin so sure that the Arkenstone was in the chamber of gold? What if it had been moved? The idea inspired Kili to hunt around -- if only to be in Thorin's good graces again. This would help Fili, too. Once the Arkenstone was found, Thorin could finally rule their kingdom, and all would be as it should have been.

Kili began by searching the area behind and underneath the array of swords. There were plenty of crevices and areas for an Arkenstone to hide. In certain parts of the floor, there were scattered pieces of gold and a few small diamonds, no doubt leftovers from Smaug's attack.
Though Kili was tired, he was also determined. The youngest continued his search of the room, though everything came to a halt when his legs gave out. Just as Fili had predicted, he had collapsed.

Nothing was going right. Thorin was on the warpath, Saeril was gone, Fili was covering for him...and for what? Was this really worth their perilous journey? Erebor was cold, grim, and terribly uninviting. Home was far away, and the future looked very bleak.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili may have argued or lipped off, but he was so taken aback by Thorin's behavior that he was rendered speechless. It was no secret that Thorin could be a bit overbearing and harsh, but he'd never seen him this bad. Thorin didn't seem to care about them at all, his only focus was on the Arkenstone.
Before Kili could begin to utter a response, Fili had quite literally stepped in for him. Big hearted as always, Fili spoke on his behalf and even offered to search in his place. Kili felt a twinge of guilt at that -- Fili must have been terribly tired too. They'd barely a moment's rest for days now.

Thorin grew dangerously quiet, his eyes flickering from Fili to Kili. Kili did look exhausted. If he fell sick again, Oin would have to tend to him. They didn't have time for illness to get in the way of their search.
"Very well," he relented, if only for Kili to rest a little. "Kili, go rest. When you wake, I want you to help your brother."

Kili felt badly to bail on Fili, but he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep on his feet. The youngest felt a mixture of hurt anger towards Thorin, though he held his tongue and did not risk mouthing off to him. "I'll be back soon, Fili," he promised him quietly, then turned to leave the chamber, his eyes towards the ground.

Once he'd left the room, Kili breathed a small sigh of relief. Thorin was more than a little intimidating -- especially now. As he walked down the long, empty halls, Kili kept an eye out for Saeril, hopeful to find her. "Delva??" He called for her once, though not too loudly in fear his uncle should overhear.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili was exhausted; he'd barely a moment to rest after his leg had been treated, and the ordeal left him greatly fatigued.
"I remember the stories," he answered, taking a moment to sit down atop an overturned treasure chest. Piles of gold and various gemstones spilled out of it; a single chest contained more wealth than he'd ever seen in his entire life.
"I suppose I was hoping that any of these would do," he nodded towards an impressive looking gem, a diamond of some kind, though clearly not the Arkenstone.
Kili rubbed the back of his neck, managing a light smile at Fili's description. Their Delva had the most beautiful eyes of any he'd ever seen. The mention of her left him wondering: where had she gone? There'd been no sight of their godmother ever since she'd spoken to Thorin. . .

"Fili...you don't think Thorin's asked her to leave, do you?" Kili voiced his fears aloud; he'd never considered the fact that they could be separated so soon, but she had fulfilled her promise, hadn't she? Surely she wouldn't have left without a goodbye...perhaps she was give no other choice.
Troubled, he pushed himself up. "I'm going to go find her."

Thorin had circled around one of the mighty stone pillars in the room, his eyes landing towards his nephews. Both were seated, which struck a negative chord within him. Why were they resting? Didn't they realize how important this was? Kili had risen, though Thorin overheard his statement about finding Saeril.
"You were instructed to find the Arkenstone, not your godmother," he approached them, his gaze one of disapproval with a hint of anger. "No one rests until it is found...it is in these halls somewhere. We must find it!"

Kili's heart skipped; he'd no idea Thorin had been present. Seeing him up close sent a feeling of dread into the pit of his stomach. Thorin had changed, and not for the better. "I was going to come back," he promised hastily. "I was just..."

"Going to find her." Thorin finished the sentence, his tone harsh and unforgiving. "I will not tell you two again. NO ONE rests until it is found, do I make myself clear?"

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Kili wasn't often partial to taking orders, but he knew better than to argue when his uncle was so obviously stressed. Uncertain what the Arkenstone looked like, he pretended to search around as instructed, though his mind was far from the opaque gemstone.
"Do you think he's unwell?" Once Thorin was out of earshot, he looked towards Fili for his opinion. "Delva was speaking with him...he seemed angry...do you think they had a disagreement?" This was troubling. Kili hated to see anyone in the company at odds, especially those closest to him.
"And how are we supposed to know what the Arkenstone looks like?" Before Fili might respond, Kili had even more questions. Honestly, all he wished to do right now was sleep, and perhaps eat and explore afterwards. Hunting inside of a treasure hoard wasn't as fun as he may have once envisioned it to be.
"I've never seen so much gold in my life..."

Bilbo was a few feet away from them, occasionally glancing at the others while attempting to plan what his next course of action should be. Talking with Thorin wasn't helping, and he couldn't help but fear that the Arkenstone may worsen his condition rather than improve it. Unbeknownst to the company, he had exactly what they were hunting for, but he couldn't bring himself to surrender the stone. The action may have done more harm than good.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

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Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

"I was well aware of the risks involved." Thorin spat, angered that Saeril should dare to speak her mind. Aside from Dwalin, no one had dared attempt to speak sense into him, and the gold sickness was taking an ugly toll.

"They were risks I had to take, and would take again. I would not expect you to understand." The words turned somewhat bitter, and then his steely gaze landed towards the others. "We have reclaimed the mountain, but our quest is far from over. The Arkenstone must be found. Dwalin, take Ori, Bifur, and Bombur. The rest of you, search the rooms connecting to this one. It's here...I can sense it."
Now that the orders were given, Thorin looked back to her, his expression void of emotion. "You have fulfilled your promise...Fili and Kili have arrived safely. Should you wish to stay, I will not stop you...but there will be no further talk about Laketown, or the blasted dragon...is that clear?"

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

"Hatter's my old man. I know." Ghent grumbled, leaning against the table nearest to him. The fact that he was related to Hatter was something he'd been reminded of several times, but he wasn't all too pleased about it. So far, he'd only felt the pressure of expectations he had no idea if he was capable of meeting. Why should he be compared to Hatter if he'd no recollection of the man? It wasn't as if he'd been taught magic, he'd only just learned about it.
Though Ghent didn't fancy the idea of having to prove himself so early on, he didn't want to back down from the challenge. Elayra made conjuring fire seem simple enough, and she'd made the rain-shield vanish without a single word. At least this way he wouldn't have Drust there to witness his first attempt at sorcery.
"Believe in it? How could I have believed in it? It's never been proven to exist!" Ghent had a feeling Elayra's opinion of him would not change unless he got the magic to work. Though he'd tried to tell himself that he didn't care what she thought, he did care. Proving himself was important if he wished to earn any amount of respect.
With an aggravated sigh, Ghent closed his eyes and unintentionally mimicked Elayra by folding his own arms across his chest. "To quote you, we're wasting time. Lets get this over with."

A Land of Wonder and Nightmare

"Can't fault me for trying." Ghent shrugged, unfazed by the refusal. For the time being, he gave up on trying to help her. Elayra was undoubtedly used to much worse when it came to injury, and Ghent didn't want to risk riling her any more than necessary. She'd already pulled an arrow on him, he didn't want to find out what would happen next.
Despite very little sleep, Ghent felt completely awake and alert. Unlike Elayra, he was lazy in the fact that he didn't bother to keep a lookout for foes. Elayra was diligent enough for the both of them, and well equipped to boot.
As he contemplated asking more about the dangers of Wonderland, Ghent felt Elayra grab his wrist. Startled, he wondered if she'd spotted something, though she answered him before he might ask. They were taking a short stop of some kind, one that went in the opposite direction of the Book Barn.
"Why?" Ghent followed after the blonde, bewildered by the sudden detour. "You just said we were wasting time!"
The pavilion provided very little clues as to what Elaya's purpose was; the only benefit from the structure was to shield them from the rain, which was only useful for one of them.
"Hey, I think I carved my name into one of these." Ghent observed a table in passing, hoping to find evidence of his once being there. Preoccupied with the hunt for graffiti, Ghent overheard the small, soft thud of the bow being set down. Confused, he turned to Elayra as she instructed him to close his eyes.
"What for?" Ghent was incredulous and unwilling to comply. "Is this a test or something?"
Had this been Drust, Ghent may have been more compelled to follow orders, but he was reluctant to agree with Elayra without some sort of explanation as to what was going on. She was not his superior, why should he listen?