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

Yavanna's green eyes seemed to sparkle. She was glad, she could make the young Durin heirs and Saeril feel better in such times. She noticed Saeril's cloak flutter slightly. Did she provoke such action, by mentioning flying? Yavanna stood up again, clearing up after herself...as she then cleaned her own hands. They felt like a family...and in many ways, they were like family to her.

Bofur smiled softly, it seemed like the young she-elf could make everyone feel better. Just with a smile. Watching the two young heirs, he smiled over at them both. Before watching Yavanna curiously. "What happened, back near Mirkwood?" he asked her in a whisper, meaning when she fell behind. He was curious, as was Thorin. But the other one, did not pry into such things.

Bofur's sudden question out of curiosity, made her stop. The young Princess couldn't help but think about Legolas in that moment. A slight blush creeped up onto her cheeks. "I...umm just..." Yavanna then mumbled something about saving the Prince's life, quietly. She was a little embarrassed...Bofur brought it up. It was bit unexpected. Nor did she think, Thorin would approve given his words about King Thranduil. So her voice had been quite, for Thorin's sake. Even if he did kill an Orc, to save the Prince's life too. As odd as it was, Thorin would not admit to saving the Prince's life...he just passed it off, as killing an enemy...not saving the Elf.

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

Yavanna smiled warmly at Saeril...her hand reached out, touching hers softly. Giving it a squeeze. "There's no need. It's my pleasure to help. And I shall always, do the best that I can...with what I know." she promised Saeril. She smiled warmly. If Kili's condition would get worse, she would not give up on helping him.

Kili smiled at Yavanna softly, holding onto his God-mother's hand. "Is there anything, you can't do?" he asked Yavanna. He was feeling a little better
Thinking about it for a moment, Yavanna smiled a little playfully "Fly." That made the young Durin burst into chuckles. Somehow, her cheekiness made him feel uplifted. Kili was thankful, for Yavanna. For such a good friend, someone whom was like family to him, Fili and Saeril.

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

My character relationships are done :)

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

As they got dressed in warmer clothes. They were grateful, to be in something much warmer. Thorin's jaw clenched slightly as he heard Bard. "Every Dwarf knows the tale." he told him simply. The Bargeman was starting to get a little on his nerves. "Our weapons?" he demanded, with a slight raised eyebrow. They had after all paid him, Bard had yet to give them protection.
"Then you should know, that the arrow loosened a scale under his right wing. One more shot and he would have killed the beast." Bain said looking at the Dwarves.

Meanwhile, Yavanna had asked Sigrid and Tilda permission, to use some herbs from the Kitchen. She really needed to attend to Kili's wound as soon as possible. If the poison was in his system, she could slow it down... little and start the healing process; until she would find the desired plant, she needed. But what would be her luck; that what she desired, would be here in Lake Town? She hoped so.
As Tilda got Yavanna some fresh, clean clothes to use for bandages and such. Yavanna had found some good herbs to use...she let them soak in fresh water. The natural healing properties...would be in the water. Acting as an antiseptic. Carrying what she needed over to Kili, she smiled up at her dear-friend. "I'll be gentle as possible." she promised him.
Kili nodded; he trusted Yavanna. She knew what she was doing...since she was a healer. As she carefully undone the bandage, throwing it away as it was dirty, from poisoned blood. She carefully lifted up the pant leg...so she could get a better look at the wound. Kili bit the bottom of his lip. He felt the pain rush through him again...but didn't flinch. Yavanna's touch was gentle...careful. It seemed like the bleeding had stopped. Dipping one cloth, into the herbal water. She gently began to wash his wound. Her touch delicate. She felt Kili flinch a little and she began to hum to him softly. Before singing in Elvish. Quenya to be exact. The Language of Rivendell people. But Yavanna was educated in different dialects. Speaking mainly in Quenya and Sindarin. She knew a little Silvan.
Kili listened to Yavanna's singing. He did not know, what the song was about. But her voice was tender, soft like silk...beautiful. It was almost, as if her singing were a healing spell of it's own. It helped him take his mind off the pain, finding it rather soothing. The two young girls, enjoyed the Princess' singing...watching her in curiosity. Bilbo smiled as he heard Yavanna...the girl was really a god-send. He wondered, what the girl could not do.
As Yavanna cleaned Kili's wound carefully and thoroughly. She then wrapped his leg, in a clear fresh bandage. Before uttering a few soft, words. Her hand glowed a little...as it brushed over the bandage on Kili's leg. A small healing spell, that would help fight the poison in his system. Giving him more time, to fight.

Tauriel saw how Legolas, was debating what to do. Not that she could blame the young Prince. He was loyal to his people, to their home. But they were a part of this world, they couldn't leave it to doom. She began to make her way towards Lake Town. Knowing, if and when he made up his mind, that he would follow her.

(High Casual) An Age Old Feud II

@HushedWhispers I am alright with the time skip :)

{High Casual} I'll Be There For You - Friendship Roleplay

@HushedWhispers Still here :) and eagerly waiting

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

Yavanna kept her hood up, aswell. As she walked after Saeril. But slightly taking in the view of Lake town. It was small, but a beautiful town. Once they were inside, Yavanna smiled as she saw Bard's daughters. They were indeed beautiful, after their mother she supposed. Putting her hood down, standing by the fire place. It was a rather, nice, cozy house.

Soon enough, the company began to pile in one after another "Da...why are there Dwarves coming up from our toilet?"
"Are they going to bring us good luck?" The two girls questioned in curiosity, as they watched the company.

Bilbo nodded at the boy, with a thank you. Before he followed upstairs shivering. Kili struggled a little bit because of his injury, but managed to get through the toilet...with some help on both sides. Before he limped upstairs.

Not long after, Thorin stood by the window. And something had managed to catch his attention. He stared at it, turning bit paler.
"Thorin?" Yavanna asked him softly. "You look like you've seen a ghost." she said softly.
"That's because he has." Balin said as he looked to the young Princess. "he last time, we seen that object. Was the day that Smaug destroyed the city of Dale and took over Erebor..." the elder dwarf began to tell the tale, of how they tried to defeat Smaug that day, with the one and only thing that can destroy a dragon. The Black Arrows.

"It is our fight." Tauriel spoke looking at Legolas. "The king has never led Orc Filth into our lands, yet he let them through our borders and kill our prisoners. It will not end here." Tauriel spoke, as she briefly glanced at the lake, before back at the young Prince. "With every victory, this evil will Grow! If your father has his way, we will do nothing." Tauriel breathed out. Feeling a little tense. How could Thranduil ignore this? Not help? "We will hide in our walls, live our lives away from the light. And let Darkness Descend. Are we not part of this world?" she said looking at Legolas.

"Tell me...when did we let evil become stronger than us?!" she asked, with a raised eyebrow. "And may I remind you.." Tauriel added softly. "The young girl...she saved your life. I know what you think of her; but she has great conscience, kindness that is not seen among many. I know her friends, aren't what you approve off..but they don't deserve to be left to such fate either."

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

Yavanna closed her eyes in relief...when they were let through. That was a relief...after they arrived. As they were all tipped over. Thorin jumped out of his own barrel...well almost. Brushing off a few dead fish from his shoulder. All of the Dwarves and Bilbo smelled bad after from the fish.
A young boy, run from the house. "Da..." the young man greeted Bard, whispering "The house is being watched." he warned in a low voice, as he saw the odd people that his father brought with him. Yavanna just smiled kindly at the young boy, as she helped Kili stand up carefully. Brushing off a few a dead fish from his shoulder.

Tauriel smiled softly as she lowered her bow. "But, I am not alone." she said. She then gave the young Prince a soft nod of her head. It wasn't long before he tried to convince her to come back. "But I will not...I can't go back." Tauriel said softly. She would feel shame, if she went back. Tauriel was trying to do the right thing...and she did not believe, what King Thranduil would have them do was right.

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

Yavanna heard Fili and she whispered "Shhh.." she said softly. If the guards, heard any noises. They'd all be rutted out. She could hear the Dwarves debating in the Barrels...thinking Bard had betrayed them. But indeed, he was trying to cover them up. The young she-elf made a slight face as tons and tons of fish, were dropped ontop of the Dwarves. Hiding them.

Being half mortal, young Yavanna didn't have to act much. She glanced round innocently...taking in the view of the Gate and the buildings before them. Lake Town was beautiful. Just as she thought it had been going well...another man walked over. A bit younger and less pleasant. "Not so fast." he said, taking the piece of paper from Percy. "Consignment of Empry Barrels from the Woodland Realm...Only these are not empty." He pointed to the Barells full of Fish. "Last time I checked, your licensed as a Bardman...not a fisherman." he reminded Bard sternly.
"That's none of your Bussiness." Bard said.

"Wrong. It's the Masters Bussiness...which makes it my Bussiness!" The unpleasent one spoke. As he picked up a fish.
"Come on Alfred...have a heart! People need to eat." Bard tried to convince him.
"These fish...are Illegal." The younger man tossed the fish into the lake. "Empty the Barrels over the side."

Watching the scene. Yavanna grew worried...when a few guards, hopped aboard the Boat...and tried to tip out the barrels off Fish. As Bard tried to persuade the young man...the guards stopped...as the unpleasant man held his hand up to stop them. Agreeing to let them through with the fish.
"You may be the protector of the Common Folk. Everyone's favorite..but that won't last for long. And Master has his eye on you...you will do well to remember.. We know where you live Bard." Alfred Threatened him.

Tauriel had been following the blood trail, of where they fought the Orcs Earlier. She felt sorry for the Dwarf Company...one of them was dying. Not that Tauriel normally cared for Dwarves...but she had spoken to the young one in the Dungeons earlier before their escape. He was kind...and did not deserve such fate. The young Princess had saved the life of Legolas...the last Tauriel could do, was help them out.

She stopped at the edge...looking at the water. Hearing a noise...she spun around with her bow in hand. Her arrow pointed towards Legolas..she sighed in relief. "I thought you were an Orc." she spoke in Silvan.

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

"And I did. I freed his miserable head from his wrenched shoulders." Thranduil said...seeing the body still squirming. He stomped on the body a little and the twitching stopped. "There was nothing more, he could have told me." The king told his son. The matter was complicated. But a forces of dark power, that would consume and destroy anything in it's path was coming. All Legolas needed to know, was that their realm was in danger...their world. But Thranduil only cared about Mirkwood. The others, were not his concern as such.

Noticing his son's actions. He smiled a little to himself. It reminded him, of being younger. When he first met his wife...Legolas' mother. In so many ways, young Yavanna reminded him of his late wife. The two alike in so many ways. Of course his son, somewhat stubborn to admit what he was feeling. In many ways, he got that after him. "I am sure, you'll find a way...and do the right thing." Thranduil spoke...as if reading his sons thoughts. Before he left, returning back to his throne room.

As Yavanna watched the scenery pass. She smiled in wonder and awe at the mountain before them. She had never seen anything beautiful like that before...it was more wondrous to see it up close. She rubbed Fili's shoulder softly and she smiled softly. Hearing Bard, Yavanna put her hood over her head...her dark raven locks visible. But her elven ears concealed. Looking like a mere mortal. Yavanna had helped hide the Dwarves into the Barrels. Before she was sitting back on the bench.

Kili listened to his God-Mother. Giving her hand a soft squeeze. "Things have been tough, these past few days." he said softly "I am not upset. I promise." he told her. He didn't blame her for anything. But he did worry about her...she seemed more grim than usual. He also worried about Yavanna of course. It seemed like something was troubling them both...besides his injury.
He couldn't admire the Lonely Mountain for long..as Bard warned them and he hide in the Barrel...with Searil and Yavanna's help. Even Bilbo was hidden in one.