TheHobbitFREAKS

“Brother…” Tearful, begging brown eyes looked up at him, “Brother, please make the pain go away.” His brother’s broken bow and an empty quiver lay next to his feet. The mid-Autumn waning crescent moon’s light reflected off of the waters of the lake. A cool breeze gently blew. He cradled his beloved younger brother in his arms as he cooed gently, “Hush… It will be all right. I am here with you. Nothing will happen. ”   The prince did his best to remain calm for the sake of his dying brother, for he knew that even now, the younger still looked to him for strength.  He cannot allow

PART ICHASE - - - Chapter 4: The Messenger The courtroom was stuffed with people, both sitting on the benches and standing by the walls. They were mostly locals, a mix of Dwarves and Men, but in the farthest corner stood a small group of newcomers, silently observing everything that happened. Thorin could clearly make out from his place in the front of the hall, facing the crowds, the hatred in their eyes when looking upon one of his people. He'd much like to pay them the same disrespect, but he had to keep his temper as the court proceedings were read aloud by Thaemir, the Human town master of Ewardor."… address the matter of last ni