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“Every time I think I can move forward, there’s this force bringing me back into darkness.”
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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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I am currently unemployed. (Lots of personal reasons, some of you may know, some don't). Last year had been bad for me, and my mental health. Still trying to recover and try to battle my problems. Muse has been slow, but slowly trying to get back into writing. If anyone's interested in rping, send me a message and we can work something out together :) Happy writing dear people.


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His new gaze towards her; left her a little bit baffled. He certainly never looked at her like that before. Yavanna's heart was racing inside of her chest. The young Princess, began to glow. It wasn't like her usual star-light glow. Something about this glow, was bit different. Almost like the Prince himself...and the feelings/connection she felt towards him caused said glow. Her eyes towards him were soft as always, filled with a kindness and appreciation, of what he done.

Tauriel had picked up the Athelas off of the ground. Unfortunately it was trampled on. She saw some growing near by; and she picked it up. Carrying the new fresh batch. And she walked over towards the house, where Legolas was. "I believe, you might be needing this." Tauriel said softly, as she gave the two-she elves a soft smile...setting the Athelas on the kitchen table.

As Legolas told her to come; she saw the Princess gazing after him. Wondering, what Legolas was planning to do once the Orcs were dead.

"I...Thank you." Yavanna managed to breathe out, as Legolas was almost out of the door. It took her a few moments, to recover from it all.

Hearing a thud behind her..Yavanna glanced over her shoulder. Seeing an Orc was dead behind her...and her breath caught her in her throat; when she saw Legolas. Yavanna was surprised to see the Elven Prince. But it appeared like he had good timing. He had saved her life...it took her a few seconds to recover. Another Orc jumped at her, from the window...she spun out of the way; as she saw him from the corner of her eye. With her dagger...she stabbed the new arrival of the Orc, that had jumped in from the window.

There were a few dead orcs in the room. Kili groaned in pain as he was laying on the bed. The noises and chaos seemed to echo around the small home, until the orcs that attacked the house were killed.

Tauriel fired arrows at the retreating Orcs, that run near by.

Yavanna gasped for breath...as Saeril had stabbed an orc that held her tight. She spun around, pulling out her dagger before she run across the room. The orc that jumped through the window, went to attack Sigrid and Tilda. Yavanna kicked the Orc away, slicing across his throat. The orc shrieked...falling down. They really didn't need this. As if things weren't bad enough, they had to get worse.

Tauriel had made her way to Lake Town with Legolas, the pair had been tracking down the Orcs. As she fired an arrow, at the Orc that went to attack Bofur. She run towards the Dwarf. "Are you alright? Where are the others?" she asked him.

Just then, she heard a few screams coming from a house near by. Giving away the location of his friends and where the Orcs went.

Another Orc, was making it's way towards Yavanna.
I Figured, the first one makes sense. Obviously. Yavanna just guessed it was poison, by the scent of the blood, earlier.

Ah fair enough, feel free to add them through out :)

Ah, my bad...I'll edit.
Sure, if you want her to :)

Yavanna's not sure, how much Saeril knows..when it comes to Healing.
Yavanna managed to duck out of the way, as Kili kicked his leg in her direction "Shhh...shh...it's okay...it's going to be okay." she soothed, as she stroked his arm "Fili, try and hold him down...this isn't helping him." she told his elder brother. Kili needed to lay still, or all the lashing out; would just make the poison flow bit faster. Yavanna looked through the cupboard, seeing a few clothes...she dipped one in cold water and gently brushed it over Kili's forehead...to try and bring down the fever.

Listening to the medicine Bard had...Yavanna shook her head "That's all too weak, and wouldn't get rid of the poison in his system." she muttered. "Kingsfoil has healing properties..and is used in Elvish medicine.." she informed Bard as he said he was feeding it to the pigs.

Yavanna looked at Oin. "There's a few things, but if I don't have Kingsfoil or Athelas..it won't work." she told him honestly; sadness in her eyes. For the spells she had in mind, the plant was required. Just then, Yavanna thought she heard a noise. But it was probably just something outside. She tried to shake it off.

Kili lashed out again and managed to kick her. Yavanna coughed as she didn't move out of the way in-time...as his foot got in her the chest. "Kili...it's okay, we're just trying to help you." she soothed him. Yavanna tried to get her breath back. She felt uneasy all of a sudden..and looked back at the door. Trying to shake off the bad feeling. But the doors burst open; Yavanna gasped as something grabbed her from behind; trying to choke her. She gasped...feeling strong, brutal Orcish arms around her throat.

The Princess struggled...trying to reach for her dagger. As the Orc had managed to pin her arms behind her back.

A few more orcs had piled into the house, going to attack the feeble Kili. Kili managed to kick one, but groaned falling off the table, as he did so.
As Yavanna watched the boat sail away; she noticed Bilbo had glanced back at their little group worried. Thorin was at the front of the Barge, looking towards the Lonely Mountain as the Barge Sailed. The young she-elf was worried about Kili...he looked whiter than the palest sand. Worse than a ghost really.

"I have a bad, feeling about this." Yavanna muttered softly, as she heard Fili. She then glanced to the side seeing Bofur; he looked dissapointed, that he missed the boat. She smiled at him softly. With Sympathy. She then gasped seeing Kili almost fall over. "Kili." she said softly...he just groaned in pain, as Saeril scooped him up.

This really was bad timing. The small part of the company, walked through Lake Town. Trying to get some help for Kili, but pretty much all closed their doors...not knowing how to help a sick Dwarf. And so they ended up at Bard's doorstep again. Yavanna knocked on the familiar door..When Bard opened the door. He didn't look happy.

"No...I am done with Dwarves...go away!" He tried to close the door on them.

Yavanna caught the door, with Bofur's help. "No please...we don't know where else to go." Yavanna said.
"Kili's sick." Bofur said, glancing over his shoulder...Kili looked even more worse..barely able to keep his eyes open "He's very very sick."
@Joker892 A little help for you. There's plenty of pics and gifs, for Hugh Jackman that you can use for your character :)
Kili felt Yavanna and Saeril try and soothe him...not to mention...another Dwarf from their company, was fussing over him "Leave me alone." Kili grumbled...slapping his fellow Dwarf's hand away.

"I am sorry Fili. We've had enough delays already." Thorin said "One day, when you'll be King. You'll understand. I can't risk this quest,for the sake of one Dwarf...even if it's my own kin." he told his elder nephew sadly. As Fili went to step out of the boat. Thorin grabbed his arm "Fili, don't be foolish. You belong with your company." Thorin said looking at his elder nephew. Before he glanced at Yavanna, wondering if the young she-elf would follow.

"I am sorry Thorin...I can't leave Kili like this...he needs me." Yavanna told him; responding to his unspoken question to her. "I am not leaving Fili either...or Saeril." she spoke. They needed her; she considered them family. Plus, with Kili's condition seemingly worse...she had to stay.
Yavanna watched the argument between Bard and Thorin. She felt tense, and from the corner of her eyes. She noticed Saeril too; was feeling rather tense and worried. This Quest, was getting harder..especially since Dragons were known to guard, what was theirs...until their dying breath. And Smaug had owned Erebor and it's treasures the last 200 years. It would not come easily...to reclaim the Dwarfish Kingdom and deal with the Dragon at the same time.

Thorin glared up at Bard; his jaw clenched. "I have the Only Right!" Reminding him, of whom he was. Thorin was the true King of the Mountain. If it had not been for Smaug. He then turned around facing the Master "I speak to you. Master of this town. Will you see the prophecy full-filled? Will you, join in the wealth of our people?"

There was silence from everyone, including the Mayor. Yavanna held onto Saeril's hand feeling even more tense and worried.

"What say you?" Thorin asked looking at the Mayor.

"I say...onto you." The mayor began "Welcome...Welcome. King under the mountain." The Lake town's people cheered for Thorin and the Dwarves.

Later on,
The company were making their way towards the boat that'd take them to Erebor. They even carried gifts from the Master. Yavanna had been given two pair of daggers. It wasn't her usual weaponry, that she used. But at least it was something. As they walked, Thorin muttered "Where's Bofur?" he asked. They had not seen him, for the last few hours.

"Looks like, we might be leaving him behind." Balin muttered slightly.

As they reached the boat. Thorin stopped Kili. "Not you...we must travel at Speed. You'd slow us down." he spoke, as he helped load up the weapons into the boat.

Kili looked at his uncle, in disbelief. "What are you talking about? I am coming with you!" Kili had been looking more paler lately, over the last few hours...whiter than a ghost. But he wouldn't give up on this.
Thorin just shook his head "No...No."
Kili looked hurt, his uncle was denying him this? After all his life, waiting to see their true home. Now he wasn't allowed to go? "I am going to be there when that door opens! I will look upon the halls of our fathers..."
Thorin sighed softly, placing his hand on his shoulder. "Kili...stay here...rest. Join us when you're healed." he gently patted his nephews cheek. Kili's spirits were shattered...he walked over to one of the benches near the dock sitting down.

Watching the Scene, Yavanna saw how sad and broken Kili looked. But he did look considerably worse, since she had healed him at Bard's house...it meant the poison had spread a lot. Being the group's healer. She could not leave him, she walked over to him..rubbing his shoulder softly. "I am so sorry, Kili." she whispered...she was sorry for more than one reason.
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