Recap-
Not knowing if the rest of your family and friends are safe.. That's the worst. "We need to find Gandalf... Now where would a Wandering Wizard be?"
Gandalf once told me that he visited Rivendell often. 'But how do I get their?' One problem? I've never been outside of Dale or Erebor. But I have heard of Esgaroth. And where it's located, thanks to Balin.
That's my first stop...
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"Little by little, one travels far" -J.R.R Tolkien
--- Three Days Later ---
Hungry, sore, and tired. I wish I was a horse. They can eat grass. Humans/Dwarves/Witches...you get the idea, cant. I entered Esgaroth and started to get strange looks with my burnt clothes, dirty skin, and who knows what the rest of me looks like!
I got off my horse and stopped someone who had just passed I asked "Excuse me, Sir, do you know someone that could tell me how to get to Rivendell?" The man nodded then brought me to a wooden house that held many windows, a sturdy door..but also looked like it could use a new roof. "Aye. Darwyn'll know the way, Lil' miss." I nodded, "Thank You."
Why was I hesitant to go up the steps? "Stay here, okay?" I told my new companion, the horse. 'I really should give her a name..'
-Growing up as a princess, has some advantages - I occasionally have to act older then I really am, like an adult. 21 is considered a child for Dwarf standards, we reach Maturity at about 40, and live to about 250 years. But being part Witch, who knows how old I'll live to be?-
I took a big breathe and went up the menacing steps and knocked twice. A little girl answered it looking scared. "Hello..." She spoke. I smiled at her "Hello there, is your father home?" A person came up from behind her. "Jazmyn? Who is it?" A scruffy looking man came into view, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Hi, i'm Arietta of Erebor. I was told that you could help point me in the direction of Rivendell..?"
"Who said this?"
"I-I'm not completely sure who. Some man I ran into, I asked for help. He recommended you." I said, gesturing from the way I came.
"Come in, I'll show you." He sighed.
"Thank you, you have no idea how much you're helping me." I smiled.
"Your tiara, you're a princess. Are you not?"
"Yes.. Of Erebor."
Something told me not to speak about the Dragon.
"So, why do you wish to travel to Rivendell, Arietta?"
"I'm looking for a friend, Gandalf is his name."
"Ah.. The Wandering Wizard, he helped me quite a lot in my younger days.." He smiled.
Darwyn went to a shelf and pulled out a map, one of Middle Earth. And brought me over to a table to show me how to get to Rivendell, the places to avoid and such.
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