Chapter 16: Elfling Magic!

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Start of recap...

After looking around to make sure no one is watching, he pulls on a rope hanging off a small boat and pulls up a wrapped package that had been hidden underwater.

Calen then walked over to Kili who was wincing slightly as he stood.

"are you OK Ki?" she asked gently almost whispering.

Kili looked up at the conserned Elfling smiled and playfully ruffled her curly wet hair.

"I'm fine Calen don't worry" he muttered trying to sound convinceing, "okay ki if you are sure" claen said she hugged him gently before walking back to bain sigrid and tilda.

End of recap...

Third person pov...

Bard returns and lays the package on the table as the dwarves stand around it. He loosens the wrappings and reveals a couple of hand-made weapons.

The dwarves look at them in shock, then pick up the weapons and look at them in disgust.

[Thorin:] “What is this?”

[Bard:] “Pike-hook. Made from an old harpoon.”

[Kili:] “And this?”

[Bard:] “A crowbill, we call it, fashioned from a smithy’s hammer. It’s heavy in hand, I grant, but in defense of your life, these will serve you better than none.”

Thorin and Dwalin look disgustedly at each other.

"Amin feuya ten' lle (you disgust me)" muttered Calen in elvish she laughed at the Dwarves faces, everyone looked to the Elfling as she said that.

"what" she asked shrugging her shoulders, she smirked as non of them knew elvish.

The Dwarfs and Bard went back to their conversation.

[Gloin:] “We paid you for weapons. Iron-forged swords and axes!”

[Bofur:] “It’s a joke!”

Bofur throws his weapon back on the table, and the other dwarves follow suit.

[Bard:] “You won’t find better outside the city armory. All iron-forged weapons are held there under lock and key.”

Thorin and Dwalin look at each other out of the corners of their eyes, hatching a plan.

[Balin:] “Thorin.”

Bard looks up at the mention of the name Thorin, as if the name sounds familiar to him.

[Balin:] “Why not take what’s been offered and go? I’ve made do with less; so have you. I say we leave now.”

[Bard:] “You’re not going anywhere.”

[Dwalin:] “What did you say!?”

[Bard:] “There’s spies watching this house and probably every dock and wharf in the town. You must wait till nightfall.”

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