Leventis ⚜ Thorin Oakenshield

Chapter 3 : At Your Service

Thorin Oakenshield's P.O.V.

"This Thorin, is Casadon Erik also known as the Leventis. A Bounty Hunter ," Gandalf introduced, "Cas, this is Dwalin, Balin, Kili, Fili, Oin and Gloin, Bofur, Bifur, Bombur, Ori, Dori, Nori and last but least Bilbo Baggins."

"At your service," She replied, acting polite.

She had a smirk pinned to her face, strands of hair that fell out of her light blonde braids and the elven armor she was wearing. Her politeness was a cover, a cover from the rudeness and cockiness most bounty hunters have. Carrying a re-curved bow with its arrows in a dark brown quiver, an elven axe and sword. The individual freckles she had spaced around her nose and the top of light lit cheeks. Her built was muscular for someone so young and fairly small. Approximately 5 foot 6 inches.

"We do not want your service, bounty hunter," I bawled, my tone of voice began to deepen. The company looking at me. Staring me down.

As Gandalf looked at me in disappointment and Casadon's face turned into a stern look.

"I have no idea why I am here, right Gandalf?" She nudged Gandalf.

"Uh-yes, yes she has absolutely no idea where we are going Thorin," Gandalf took her side.

I step closer, ear to ear with the girl. "Do you seek the riches in Erebor?"

She looks at me intense, eyes piercing with fire. "Why would I?" Her attitude was disgusting like she would spit on your shoe every time that filth hole of a mouth would open.

"Didn't answer the question," I say at her.

I look at Gandalf in disbelief. I don't see how a hobbit or a bounty hunter could slay a dragon. Useless. Gandalf could sense the tension in the air and stopped the brewing argument.

"You asked to break the unlucky 13 and you have no faith in Bilbo so what do you suppose you do?" Gandalf inquired interrupting are arguement that was occurring, raising his old tone. Silence haunted the hobbit hole.

Gandalf led the bounty hunter towards the dining room where we were sat before. As well as the rest of the company and Mr. Baggins. She sat next to Gandalf. Such a surprise.

"Give them both contracts," I asked, looking at Balin.

He reached out two contracts from his robe and gave one to Casadon and one to Bilbo.

Casadon Erik's P.O.V.

After having a not-so warm welcome. Balin, an older looking dwarf gave me and the hobbit a contract. A contract for this company. To be a part of this company.

"Well, it's just the usual summary about pocket expenses, time required, remuneration funeral arrangements so forth," Balin clarified.

This meant nothing to me what so ever but Bilbo on the other hand was rather uncomfortable.

"Funeral arrangements?" Bilbo questioned, unravelling the contract to find a really long contract.

Thorin leant closer to Gandalf, whispering in his ear. "I cannot guarantee their safety nor I will not be responsible for their fate."

"Agreed" Gandalf acknowledge, putting his smoke pipe down.

I personally think that my safety if none of Thorin's concern nor Gandalf's. I can handle myself in a respectable manner. Bilbo was reading the contract, however there is no point in reading it because why would people waste their time reading something that is not that important. As I signed my signature on the contract. 'Leventis'. No point in putting my name on it, they know it anyways.

"Terms cash-on-delivery up to but not exceeding 114 the total profit in any seems fair doesn't company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by or sustained opponents thereof including but limited to lacerations," Biblo read aloud. I scanned the contract to find where Bilbo was reading. There was a bit of the contract that folded out would and the word Bilbo couldn't read.

"It says incineration," I say, correcting him.

"Incineration?"

Oh I about the flesh of your bones in a blink of an eye," Bofur stated.

I stare at him. What did he mean by that? A dragon or something? Bilbo, again seemed uncomfortable. Feel sorry for him, there's thirteen dwarves, a wizard and a bounty hunter in his hobbit hole.

Balin was the first to comfort him. "You alright there laddy?"

Why was Bilbo stressing over this? I have absolute no idea why I'm here, because no one bothers to tell the only girl here. Bilbo replied with a 'yeah' and began breathing rather heavily.

"Feel a bit faint." Of course he did. A hobbit is use to the quiet life.

"Think furnace with wings," Bofur said trying to help the hobbit.

"I need air," Bilbo breathless spoke.

"A flash of light searing then puff! Your nothing more than a pile of ash,"

Seriously? Not helping. I look at Gandalf he was looking at Bilbo. Bilbo tried to breath it out but fainted on the floor. With a thud. Gandalf eyed at Bofur.

"Now that was very helpful Bofur."

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Hey Guys! I wrote this a week, but was tooooooo busy to post it... :)

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Don't really like it that much and Thorin can be so rude sometimes.

-Holly!