LITTLE WANDERERS ||LEGOLAS GREENLEAF

PART 2

"Almara," said Gandalf while walking towards me "Gandalf," I replied, looking at him, he smiled, I nodded before I looked at him "Bilbo has no sword," I said when I looked at Bilbo on his pony, that in the beginning, Bilbo didn't want to go with us, but after a night of reflection, he emerged this morning running towards us with signed papers.

He sneezed and sneezed "Oh, it's horsehair. Having a reaction. Uh... wait, wait. Stop! Stop! We have to turn around."I shook my head, watching him "What on earth is the matter?"Gandalf laughingly asked, "I forgot my handkerchief." Bilbo declared "Here! Use this." Bofur said he tore a piece from his cloak and passed it to Bilbo. 

"Move on!"Thorin called from ahead "You'll have to manage without pocket-handkerchiefs, and a good many other things, Bilbo Baggins before we reach our journey's end. You were born to the rolling hills and little rivers of the Shire. But home is now behind you. The world is ahead."Gandalf spoke wisely.

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As a loud screech sounded across the air, my eyes shot open"What was that?" Bilbo wondered. As he stepped over to me and sat next to me, "Orcs." Kili replied, As Thorin awoke, I shot a glance in his direction.

"Throat-cutters. There'll be dozens of them out there."Bilbo was mocked by Fili."The lone-lands are crawling with them. They strike in the wee small hours when everyone's asleep. Quick and quiet, no screams. Just lots of blood." Kili said following Filis' game.

When Bilbo appears scared, the boys laugh as if it were a joke

"You think that's funny? You think a night raid by Orcs is a joke?"Thorin stated forcefully."We didn't mean anything by it." Kili said, his gaze falling to the ground as he reflected on what he had just done "No you didn't. You know nothing of the world."Thorin was enraged.

" Don't mind him, laddie. Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs. After the dragon took the Lonely Mountain... ...King Thror tried to reclaim the ancient Dwarf kingdom of Moria. But our enemy had got there first. Moria had been taken by legions of Orcs... ...led by the most vile of all their race: Azog the Defiler. The giant Gundabad Orc... ...had sworn to wipe out the line of Durin. He began... ...by beheading the king. No! Thrain, Thorin's father, was driven mad by grief. He went missing. Taken prisoner or killed... ...we did not know. We were leaderless. Defeat and death... ...were upon us. That is when I saw him. A young Dwarf prince... ...facing down the Pale Orc. He stood alone against this terrible foe. His armour rent... ...wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. Azog the Defiler learned that day... ...that the line of Durin would not be so easily broken. Our forces rallied... wand drove the Orcs back. And our enemy... ...had been defeated. But there was no feast... ...nor song that night... ...for our dead were beyond the count of grief. We few had survived. And I thought to myself then... ...there is one who I could follow. There is one... ...I could call king."Balin told the story as if he'd lived it before.

"And the Pale Orc? What happened to him?"Bilbo wondered if anyone else was interested. "He slunk back into the hole whence he came. That filth died of his wounds long ago."Thorin responded with a mix of anguish and wrath on his face.

"Here, Mr Gandalf? Can't you do something about this deluge?" a dwarf suggested, I grinned as I tightened my cloak over my shoulders."It is raining, master dwarf. And it will continue to rain until the rain is done! If you wish to change the weather of the world, you should find yourself another wizard." Gandalf responded with a tiny smile as he looked at me.

"Are there any?" Bilbo enquired "What?" Gandalf asked "Other wizards?" He inquired, his gaze falling on Gandalf. "There are six of us. The second greatest of our order is Saruman, The White. Then there are the two blue wizards. Do you know, I've quite forgotten their names."Gandalf replied, "and the other two?"Bilbo wondered "One of them would be Radagast, The Brown."Gandalf said, looking at me for approval, I shook my head as I whispered a quiet "he will find out on his own"

"Is he a great wizard or is he...more like you?" When Bilbo asked the question, I let out a small giggle. "I think he's a very great wizard, in his own way. He's a gentle soul who prefers the company of animals to others. He keeps a watchful eye over the vast forestlands to the East, and a good thing too, for always evil will look to find a foothold in this world."As Gandalf glanced at me, I gave him a tiny grin.

"And the sixth?"Bilbo wondered "she's a myth." Thorin mumbled under his breath, I glanced at Gandalf and rolled my eyes. "Do you know her Gandalf?" Bilbo said ignoring Thorin completely "I do, my dear Bilbo..."