"Dwarven tents on the road to Bree?" Bilbo shook his head, "But...heavens, why? There are plenty of dwarven smiths in Bree, why camp outside?"
Hamfast shakes his head, "Not craftsmen, you see, they say they've been 'imploring the townspeople for aid', you see, for a big quest."
Bilbo taps his chin in thought, and Hamfast clicks tongue. "Now, now, don't go thinking of feeding the crows here, Master Baggins. You know you'll bring a flock of dwarves upon us."
Well, Bilbo had always loved to feed the crows, after all.
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Lady Fate had so many times watched the King and his Company retrace the same steps, always following the same path, always ending in the same few ways. She snatches her chess pieces from the board, tossing it to the floor. Instead, she places a map down, nearly blank. As she sets the pieces down, black ink trickled across the page.
"My, my...finally," she laughs, low and devilish, "Something new."
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A fresh take on The Hobbit, told as a DND style adventure!
(Crossposted from Ao3, wip, currently unbetaed)
The Hobbit Fanfiction
Thorin Oakenshield x OC
The Lord of silver fountains, the King of carven stone. The King beneath the mountain shall come into his hold. And the bells shall ring in gladness at the Mountain King's return, but all shall fail in sadness and the lake will shine and burn.
But what if it didn't have to end that way? What if a part of the prophecy was left out? A part of the prophecy that involved a normal girl from Bree with a normal life, or so everyone thought.
Zarina ran away from her life in Bree and joined the Company on their quest to reclaim the Lonely Mountain, much to Thorin Oakenshield's dismay. He did not understand her and that was the cause for many arguments and quarrels. But sooner or later they have to realize that they need to work together in order to reach their goal.