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WolfLover here, I am 27 year of female writer. Has been writing for over 5 years, so has lots of experience in the roleplaying/writing field :) I live in the Uk.
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Everlynna Clifton



Jonathan Silverwood


Everlynna's hand curled up into a slight fist. She watched the Tributes of District Six, leaving to their Apartment. This wasn't over. One way or another, she would deal with Cobi again. Ever wasn't about to let him get away with his threats. As Logan led them to their own Apartment. She was silent, the entire duration. Her blue eyes, narrowed in a glare. It was clear, she wasn't in the best of moods. Both Logan and Jonathan were quiet; they knew better than to cross her when she was like this...but both worried about her.

For a few moments. Everlynna couldn't help but think about Peace. Peace...That's what the Victors were promised, if they were to win their games. They'd be left alone. But here they were...again. Some fake promises.

"The ceremonies are starting soon. Get ready!" Logan's voice brought her out of her thoughts. "Your make up artist and stylists, will meet you soon." Logan added; before he left the two Victors to pick their rooms and get ready.

As Everlynna was about to go the luxurious room on the right.Jonathan lightly grabbed her arm. "You okay, Ever?" he asked her worried. His eyes scanning her; trying to read her expression and like he was trying to decipher her thoughts.

"I will be alright. Once the pair of them are gone!" Everlynna breathed out. Venom in her voice. It had been a while, since someone had got under her skin so much. But right now, she was ticked off. One thing was for sure; Cobi and Leanna were on her list. She wasn't planning on being nice. Nice...was not even an option right now. Not when it came to them two.

Jonathan sighed softly. He could tell, how deeply irritated she was. But he promised her, they would get them eventually. They were in this together. "Oh...before I forget. Earlier on during the train ride; Logan, mentioned it might be wise, we make some allies." Jonathan informed the young woman in front of him.

'Allies? But who?' Everlynna thought to herself. At the moment, she felt bit reluctant to think about having Allies. "I'll think about it." she simply told him; before entering her chosen room.
I figure :) Anyways the company are on the loose lol...
Listening to the she-elf before him. Thranduil couldn't help but be curious about Saeril. Naturally of course he was. He was half expecting her to expect something. That's when she mentioned them. "Mhh, well setting them free...that's not nothing on my part, now is it?" he spoke, pursing his lips in thought. He was debating with himself...if the release of the Dwarves was a good idea. But then again; she had a point.

Meanwhile, Young Bilbo had been sneaking around Mirkwood Realm. Invisible. Finding the cellars, he noticed a few elves, debating about empty barrels of wine before getting drunk on the wine. After they fell asleep, Bilbo sneaked over...Grabbing the set of keys for the Dungeon Cells. Before making his way to the Dungeons, to set his friends. He could hear them talking about the mountains. "Not stuck in here you're not." Thorin looked relieved to see him. Balin just smiled, with a soft chuckle. Master Burglar, was off to save them again.

Yavanna looked up. "Bilbo." she smiled softly, seeing the young Hobbit with the keys in his hands. It really seemed, like Bilbo was becoming the perfect Burglar material.

"Where's Saeril?" Bilbo asked, his voice low. Not noticing her in one of the cells. Hearing the chatter of the Dwarves, he hushed them "Shhh...there's guards near by." that seemed to quite them down, as Bilbo opened up all of the cells setting them free.

"She's dealing, with the king." Yavanna said softly, as Bilbo asked about the elder elf. Once all the Prisoners were free...they closed the cell doors behind them. And Bilbo then led them down to the cellar...all sneaking quietly. Once they arrived in the Cellars..Yavanna noticed the two drunk sleeping elves at the table.

"We're in the cellars." Kili said, looking around with a smile.
"You're supposed to be leading us out...not further in." Bofur complained.
"I know what I am doing." Bilbo said softly "Trust me on this." he said and looked at them all, counting the Barrels. There were enough for the Dwarves and the Princess. "Climb into the Barrels." he spoke. A few of them looked uncertain. "Do it.." Bilbo urged.
"Do as he says." Thorin nodded to the company. And they all began to climb into the Barrels. Some with the help of others trying to squeeze in. Making sure they were all inside. Yavanna looked at Bilbo. She had a sneaky idea, of what he was planning on doing.

"Now what?" Kili asked him.
"Hold your breath." Bilbo said quietly..before he walked over the lever. Pulling at it...the wooden door beneath them all tipped and the barrels rolled down...falling into the lake that was beneath.
@HushedWhispers Haha yes they would be lol
Alright lol :) that's always a good scene. I figured it was. But the others might not know what Saeril is doing.
As the Prince locked the door behind her. Yavanna's eyes met with his for a few moments. She was silent. As their eyes were held together for a few moments, in that glance; she felt her heart speed up slightly. Wondering what he was thinking. Yavanna glanced down at her lap...as she heard him retreat. After he was gone, she just closed her eyes. She wondered how they were going to get out of this. Why...god...why did Thorin have to be so stubborn? she thought to herself.

Thranduil watched her every move carefully. He closed his eyes briefly..before he opened them again. "How did you even know her? She never mentioned you..." his voice cracked slightly..but he quickly composed himself again. Not letting the pain and memory of his long dead wife, get the better of him. He was better than that.

Listening to her speak, maybe she was right. There was some truth to her words. "Very well, if you shall retrieve the Gems. I shall do my best to keep my word to you and promise, that Mirkwood will thrive and not fall."
The guards escorted Yavanna to the dungeons. Yavanna just glanced back at Saeril...hoping; she knew what the elder was doing. As they got to the Dungeons...the guards walked past the Elven prince..before opening up an empty cell for Yavanna. Stepping into the cell..she closed her eyes, hearing the door close behind her. Sitting down, she leaned against the wall.

Thranduil was sitting on his throne once more; looking at the winged-she elf. His eyes turned cold with pain, before he narrowed them in a glare as she dared speak of his wife. "Do not...dare...mention...her...again!" his voice filled with pain. It hurt him, to hear about his wife. Even if she meant well.

But to hear her offer. "Why would you want to do that?" he asked, with a raised eyebrow. "What do you want in return? If you bring me the Gems?"
Yavanna watched Thorin being dragged off. Her eyes filled with sadness, as she registered Legolas' stone cold look. She glanced away from the young Prince. Only to be grabbed by two Guards herself.She gasped slightly...one of them had gripped her bad arm again. "A little gentle please." Yavanna told the two guards.

Thranduil rose an eyebrow, as he heard Saeril. He looked curious "Let her speak." he told the guards. "And take the young one away." he ordered. If it came down to it, he'd deal with the Princess later on. But right now, his mood was sour. And not in the mood to deal with both of them at once.
Yeah sure, I did enjoy Yavanna trying to reason with Thorin.
Oooh, I am intrigued :)
I'll give the post a little edit.
Mhh, she was just an addition...from what I gather, she wasn't even in the Hobbit Books.
But yeah, good points.
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