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@durinbled ———
—— she had heard a RUMOUR about the cells being full of dwarves but she had to see for HERSELF . wandering idly down the stairs, letting the ethereal white of her gown trail against the stone steps , she paused at the base of the steps and the cell nearest to it . ❛ what have you done to earn such cramped quarters ? ❜ the queen inquired gently .
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“ you keep acting like if you let down your guard the world will end. ”
some meme somewhere... | accepting!
Brows furrowed as the other spoke, looking over her shoulder from where she stood, hand on the hilt of her sword, though sheathed it still was. Ever vigilant was she in these lands--for who else was there to patrol these places, where the long grass grew and the shadows stretched on?
But secret was their purpose--the people of this land rarely knew of the dangers that lie only a days march from their homes, and ignorance was bliss. They did not oft speak openly of it amongst those who were not kin, and she was not entirely sure she could trust Kíli, despite his good intentions.
“I’ve seen too many tragedies that could have been avoided with vigilance and caution,” she said at last. The grip on her hilt did not lessen. “I would much rather us be safe than caught unawares.”
❝ i was getting tired of waiting for you. ❞ / @durinbled
She made it a point to leave earlier than normal; as well as for the express purpose to not see Kili waylaid due to her own tardiness. Yet, even despite all her careful preparation, in the eyes of the dwarf, a few minutes past made quite the difference to him.
❝ I’m never late, you’re just impatient. ❞ It’s meant more as a tease than a dig, knowing that in the few times she’s encountered Kili, he isn’t quite known for his patience. ❝ I’m carrying precious goods ‘ere; I need to ensure it passes to its owner -- ❞ And as she speaks, she hands him a wrapped package, ❝ -- without damages. ❞
@durinbled ♡ → balin
❝ he’s hard on you because you’re all he’s got left. ❞ when it came to BLOOD RELATIONS that is. in a way most of this party is related, but very distant. kili and fili are the closest blood relatives thorin has, the closest thing to sons he will ever have. they are the heirs of the throne, it makes sense that thorin would do EVERYTHING in his power to keep them safe and alive. though their RECKLESS STUPIDITY was definitely testing future king. ❝ though it might HELP if you weren’t so reckless. ❞
game of thrones starters
@durinbled said: “you’re not interesting enough to be offensive.”
A SINGULAR BROW DOES JOURNEY UP ALONG A SMOOTH EXPRESSION, SUBTLE IN IT’S ARC. A pale gaze is turned, crisp and AFFIXED down upon the ancient hollowed cell’s occupant. The owner of the h e c k l i n g tongue surveyed with cool attention. Neath irons and towering plafond these trespassers stand. How brazen among the Great Halls of the Elvenking! Unknowing or it would seem, uncaring of their precarious situation. Of the delicately quivering the BLADES EDGE to which their company had been led. Of the slights to a King that held their freedom’s key. SUCH SLIGHTS OFFERED TO THE FATHER HAD NOT GONE UNHEARD BY THE SON.
Perhaps t’was this that caused a further lingering in GREENLEAF’S lithe tread. The Thranduilion’s head tilts, a crown of fair locks shifting against leathered armour. Amusement finding the ellon’s crystalline eyes. ' Aye, then indeed t'would seem the Valar have truly blessed me....for never have I held desires to be of INTEREST to a Dwarf. '
He should take his leave...yet a moment further does Legolas HOVER upon a staircases ascent. The corner of pinked lips did pull into the p h a n t o m s of a smirk before a silent stride is found once more. ' I fear perhaps you take from the same ill-manners as your uncle. Yet still, allow me to divulge to you a singular assurance, so that your lingering time here be not met with delusion nor misguidance; You do not hold value enough, for me to truly be offensive. ’
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@durinbled : must we always fight ? and at what cost ?
“ cost . . . ? ” heavy comes his voice , alike the slow swing of a grand hammer swung by ill - favored hands . no longer is he the smith of himself , the crafter of his deeds ! warped has become his metal , bent upon the hubris - anvil out of shape with raucous herald ( you are brittle , you are breaking , and within your cracks come wyrm - words and the sparks of its fell fire falling ) . his head turned , enervated , towards his sister - son with a slight sway of his shoulders that tilts his usually unbending posture . “ . . . cost , ” he repeats in a hoarse whisper , eyes unfocusing upon the other before his distant gaze shifted back to the gold piled high before them . o , is there one ? is there a cost for this gold of mine ? his gold , his claim of long - sought reaching . . .
the dwarf’s streaked head , crowned in black metal dark ( your heart you have sold for diamonds and gold , for the firedrake’s maw closing over you and swallowing you whole ) , kept diverted as features strayed to hardened avarice’s sheen . “ this is without cost , kíli . it is above cost . our home . . . our gold . . . gold ————— this is a value that cannot be measured . ” how his eyes glittered to speak it so ! madness’ resolve , ever - clawing , ever - taking envelops him in its smelted arms . he does not yet look away , to look the second - born heir in the face , his half - lidded sight caught in its beheld riches . gold , gold , and it is ours . pale lips curled with a quiet viciousness around the spoken , “ this is what we must fight for . we will not let them take it , ” he then spat , hands forming fists as the dwarf’s eyes glanced with a malignant finality to kíli . i will sacrifice what i have to . . . “ zabad khulum kuthu khebâbhu tamharîn 'ars ra 'anâghu kall . ”
@durinbled ♡ → tauriel
prisoners are not made to STARVE. if the king wishes to obtain the valued JEWELS that lay beneath the mountain, a deal must be struck. stubborn leader would not accomplish that with DEAD DWARFS. so, the guard comes bearing plates, with various greens and leg of bird. there is not much for MEAT, not in any elven kingdom. but normal diet is harder to come by in mirkwood, as the darkness and the EVIL prevent much life. they must get their food where they can. ❝ here. ❞ redheaded she-elf passes plate through the bars. ❝ even prisoners are given basic rights. i would eat if i were you, you are not in much position to DECLINE the offering. ❞
“ some days simply lay on you like stones. ”
It had been little wonder her path had crossed with dwarves; this route was oft patrolled by her kin, though not usually so far eastward. A broken wheel on a wagon had delayed them, and the ranger offered what help she could give--after all, it was her duty to help those in need. An escort wouldn’t hurt, and even she had to admit she looked forward to it. Not often was she in the company of their kind.
The campfire was ablaze all but one other settled for the night, and she drew her cloak closer as they spoke. The moon was waxing, and in the early night hours a cold grey light lay on the land.
“I suppose you might know something about that,” she gave a huff of quiet laughter, poking the flames. Not the most original of jests. “Sometimes it feels more like boulders, than stones. Or mountains.”
