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A Night at the Forsaken Inn - 8Anlaf had fixed the back door to the larder so that it only opened from the inside. Thievery was a way of life in the Lone Lands. Most of the locals knew when the barrel laden wagons from the Southfarthing delivered their barrels of Old Winyard and Longbottom Leaf, and it wouldn’t do to have the Forsaken Inn run low on the two things that made life bearable because someone had helped themselves to Anlaf’s stock. The larder door snicked shut behind Anlaf as he stepped out into the cold rain. Now, there was no turning back.A Night at the Forsaken Inn - 8 by LunarDragynfly
Anlaf twisted the cudgel in his callused palm until the knots and bumps found a good fit. His leather boots squished in the wet grass as he loped around the backside of the Inn. He reached the front corner of the Inn and pressed his back up against the damp stone wall. Anlaf held his breath and listened, but he heard nothing over the din of the rain pounding on the cobblestone walkway. A lightning bolt ripped through the broiling storm clouds, and fo
A Night at the Forsaken Inn - 7There came a piercing shriek, a cry of deepest black mingled with midnight cold and the despair of dead dreams. Hilla covered her ears and screamed as she curled up on the beer soaked floorboards behind the bar. Anlaf’s unshaven face went white. His hands shook as he grabbed a well-used cudgel from atop a barrel of Old Winyard. His bloodshot eyes turned toward the Fairy Lady standing before the barred door, the oak staff in her hands pressed against the wood. The white crystal glowed with a pale, phantasmal light that licked the edges of the door like a cold flame.A Night at the Forsaken Inn - 7 by LunarDragynfly
To the terrified mortals cowering behind Galadriel, the scream was just pure, audible terror. But her Elven ears heard the challenge floating in the discordant shriek.
“Come out, Witch! Or I will tear asunder three mortals for every Goblin slain by your Elvish Light!”
The door bowed inward. The wood around the hinges creaked. Galadriel pushed back with the staff.
“Hollen i lend na!”
Thorin X HobbitReader 4 Final Everything was a complete blur. Colors and shapes in Y/N sight looked like someone smeared the colors of a painting. The wind blew though her long hair, the bounce of the galloping horse was the only things thing she felt. Not the arms of the elf holding her, nor the shouts coming from in front of them. The next thing the Lady Hobbit knew was the Elf and herself were thrown from the horse. Quickly blinking and rubbing her eyes she looked at the horse. Protruding from the head, legs and chest were countless arrows. She looked up at the blond elf that stood protectively in front of her in a fighting stance. Y/N leaned her head slightly to the side past the legs of the Elf. There stood that Orc that Thorin fought back at mountain beside the Goblin’s abode.Thorin X HobbitReader 4 Final by Demonic-Bamboo-Panda
The Orc began to speak in his own tongue to the Elf, he used a slight exaggerated movement to the importance to what he spoke of. The Elf stiffened to what the Or
The Great Oak The Shire is a small town about 3 to 4 hours west of Bree. It is surrounded by soft, rolling hills and lazy rivers. In this small town there is a tree. It is large in both height and width; some roots are even bigger than a man. It is the focal point of tourism for this town, and it is said that this tree is older than record itself. To the peaceful inhabitants of the Shire it has always been and always will be. This tree is an Oak Tree.The Great Oak by TheCrystalEevee
For as long as Bilbo Baggins can remember the Great Oak has always been a steady, consistent presence in his life. And for as long as he can remember it has always felt familiar. Now is not a familiarity born of being raised around it like one’s home or family, no this familiarity is different. He cannot place how or why, but then again he is only 8 years old and doesn't really care.
He is 11 when his parents die, his mother of sickness and his father only a few short days after, overdosed o
Three in a Company Chapter 16: Weddings and CavesTauriel and Kili had their wedding later. It was a pretty nice wedding for a forest one. Balin preached the life out of everyone, he literally got so off track, that Fili, Kili's best man, crashed to the floor asleep.Three in a Company Chapter 16: Weddings and Caves by Micegirl
After the wedding ceremony, they kept walking.
Fili walked up to Kili and Tauriel, " Ok your married, now give me nieces and nephews."
Kili looks at him eyes wide, " What!"
" You heard me."
Kili's face turned red and Tauriel just looked shocked.
Kili had an idea, he took out a picture of Mice and showed it to him, " There you see, your niece."
Fili looked at the picture and sighed," I guess this will do for now."
" Oh who's this girl?" Gandalf suddenly was right behind them.
Kili jumped but realizing it was Gandalf he calmed down, " You should know you gave me the picture!"
Thorin was very upset about the wedding, but he know what can cheer him up.
Bilba was by Bilbo talking about her adventure threw the wilderness. Then suddenly, Thori
If This Is to End in Fire Chapter XIIIIf This Is to End in Fire Chapter XIII by fargreencountry
Chapter XIII: The Gunslinger
A/N: Picture is Lucy Liu as my fancast of Bard Bargeman.
Thorin kept a hand on Bramble’s back as they continued down the river. She had stopped vomiting, but she seemed on the cusp of going into shock. The poor Hobbit had already been weak from her time with the Elves, but the river nearly did her in.
“Anything behind us?” Thorin asked.
“Not that I can see,” Balin said.
“I think we’ve outrun the Orcs,” Bofur said.
“Not for long; we’ve lost the current,” Thorin said, “Make for the shore! Come on, let’s go!”
Bramble did not remember getting to shore, only that she was now on muddy ground. Thorin gave out orders. Nearby Kíli tried to bind his leg.
The Hobbit looked up and saw the blood seeping through the Dwarf’s trouser leg. “Kíli?”
“I’m fine, it’s nothing,” Kíli said.
“You are such an
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