Walking through Mirkwood and hating it. Foul place. Too...elven.

[sonof_thrain]

What in Durin's name is going on? You make me walk through an elven wood filled with spiders, Orcs and Warg scouts. Not forgetting that addled strange one called Radaghast. One of Gandalf's friends. Why hasn't the elf king, Thranduil cleaned the wood of filth? I suppose he is too high and mighty to actually bother defeating the filth that inhabits his woods.

Hmph. Typical elf. When troubles arises, turn a blind eye. Dark times and the elves sit at home drinking wine and eating their.....lembas. Bread stuff.

So, onwards. Through the Mirkwood and out the other side. Pray, I aim to exit the woods as fast as I can.

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[king_of_elves]

That is very narrow-minded of you Dwarf. You yourself chose to enter my kingdom, so you should have been aware of the dangers that dwell here. You blame us of sitting at home, when in actual fact everyday we patrol the borders keeping at bay the evil that threatens us.

Maybe this laziness you speak of is your own. The Dwarves have cared not for others and not that you have no home you seek to bring your trouble on to others, as well as your blame.

[sonof_thrain]

[Not that face.]

You.

You dare show your face here, elf? After what you did.

[king_of_elves]

[He gave the Dwarf a grim face back]

Indeed.

I see you are referring to the attack of the fire drake on Erebor. Once we arrived and I saw the scale of damage that had already been done to your city, I knew it was a battle that cannot be won.

However your people should have done more to protect your home, you had a whole army at your disposal? If properly organised they may have been able to deter the fire drake from entering. I will not risk my people for a enemy that has a large advantage.

[sonof_thrain]

I did everything I could and more. While you sat and watched. Did nothing. [He spat the last few words out of anger and hatred.]

Do not dare tell me that I did not do enough, elf. I would have died to protect my kin, something any elf would have no idea about.

Honour.

Clearly, something you lack.

[king_of_elves]

[He matched the glare and gave a annoyed sigh]

Then why did you not have proper defences put in place? Surely you knew that there would be a day when a fire drake would come upon you since you have such a need for gold. Maybe if you ever reclaim Erebor back you may wish to consider it.

Wrong Dwarf, as normal you assume the wrong things of as all other races protect there kin. As for you remark of us having no honour you are mistaken again, however your values of this may be more down to stubbornness than the other.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Your words are bold, Thorin Oakenshield. Do not speak of one you know nothing about. Radagast the Brown is of no danger in these woods and you've no idea how difficult it is to cleanse the forest when Sauron will is never far from our borders. My father has kept our realm and people alive and I am often among those who patrol the forest.

[sonof_thrain]

[Oh, another elf.]

I have met him for myself when we ventured into the woods with Gandalf.We were attacked by Warg scouts so Orcs dwell close to the borders.

I know not of who this Sauron is. Nor do I care. [He was in a bad mood. Sorry, Legolas.]

Your father? [He raised an eyebrow.] Were you there at the battle over looking our plea for help?

/totally not here but--

[oakenshield]

[Wut?]

...How you not remember the name of Sauron?

Re: /totally not here but--

[sonof_thrain]

[Another Thorin? What in Durin's name is going on around here?]

Of course I have heard of the traitor. He is resposible for all the trouble I've-we've been having. I did not want to discuss such matter with the elf. That is all.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

And that is why we have border patrols, the keep them from entering, but it would be impossible to drive them off at every hour without placing a group of warriors there indefinitely.

[Go ahead and be in a bad mood, Thorin. The elf-prince won't let you get to him that easily.]

As I recall, my father took none to battle when the fire drake attacked. And no, I've never been to the Lonely Mountain but for when Gimli urged me go. My duties are in the forest, protecting my people.

[sonof_thrain]

[He sighed, listening to Legolas speak. Sometimes, it was hard to let go of the past, you know?]

Gimli? Gloin's son? You know of him? [This caused him to raise an eyebrow.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Oh, he knows. It took a bit of work and traveling together for Legolas and Gimli to even trust one another.]

I do, he is my friend and Lord of the Glittering Caves. He is elf-friend, in fact.

[sonof_thrain]

Aye, is that so? A dwarf befriending an elf. These are strange times. [He won't tell Gloin at what Legolas said befriending his son. That could be....bad.]

Lord of the Glittering Caves? That almost sounds like.... [Oh, he was feeling emotional now.]

....King Under the Mountain. Gloin will be proud when he hears this. But, this isn't now, is it? You tell the future as if you live in it. Gimli is a young boy dwelling with my kin on the roads and in the wilds.

It pleases me to hear that he finds a place to live once more.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Yeah, it could be. And Legolas doesn't really want to deal with angry dwarf dads.]

It is not. Is it at the end of the Third Age and beginning of the Fourth that he becomes Lord there and founds the kingdom.

You will all have a home once more.

[sonof_thrain]

That is not far off at all. Perhaps in sixty years that may happen. Perhaps, longer. [Thorin had an image of young Gimli sat atop a throne of glittering gems. Not unlike his grand-father's throne.]

My kingdom still has a filthy dragon sleeping in its halls. I will reclaim Erebor back from Smaug, Legolas. My kin will gain their home back and peace will be with us once more. Many a dream I have had of that such moment.

[He gave the elf a small nod in thanks.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Yes, you will but it will not be any easier than your quest has been so far. I wish you luck, Son of Thrain.

[sonof_thrain]

Aye, that much I can believe. I knew it was not meant to be a safe journey but the rewards will be great.

I thank you, Legolas.

[marchwarden]

Your blind hatred for anything Elven sickens me, dwarf.

[He rolls his eyes in prime disgust. Why must he be forced to speak with this cretin? The other King Under the Mountain was more tolerable.]

Do you not realize that Mirkwood was long ago engulfed in a great darkness that not even us Elves could penetrate? The Sindar who dwell there face great perils, but choose to stay because its their home.

[He sighs deeply.]

Surely you can understand, King Thorin.

[sonof_thrain]

[Not another one. Ugh. This one seems more cocky than the last.]

'Tis not blind hatred, elf. It sickened me when the king of your kin turned around an entire army and left while my people were in dire need. We fight a common enemy, yet your kind left ours.

I thought elves had magic they can use against such things. Do not question my judgment, elf.

[marchwarden]

And here I thought those of Durin's Folk were capable enough to strive on their own.

[He nearly scoffs.]

I question your judgment as much as I question your right to be "king", dwarf. Had the Elves of Mirkwood heed your call for aid, then thousands of lives would've been lost. 'Tis not like the Elvenking or any of Elvenkind to cheaply risk the lives of others.

Smaug is a fiend far greater and fouler than the beast that haunts the Halls of Moria. To defeat a dragon, one would need more than just mere courage.

[Haldir crosses his arms upon his chest and glares down at Thorin.]

Surely you possess more diplomacy than this. If not, then you sully the integrity of your kin with your dimwitted mutterings.

[sonof_thrain]

We are capable but the dragon desolated our city. How could we stand up to that? Then why did he bring a whole army to just walk away? Answer me that, elf. [He glowered.]

Aye, more than courage but perhaps some aid would have been appreciated and still is wanted. [Would he trust an elf....perhaps one day.]

It is had to reason with elves when they turn their backs and look down on our kind like they are filth. We are no Goblins, but kings and men of great craft. [He looked up at the elf and crossed his own arms.]

What is your opinion on fighting a dragon, master elf?

[marchwarden]

Wouldn't be wiser for you to ask the Elvenking?

[Coldly.]

'Tis a little late for you to show your respect now, dwarf. I shan't answer you.

[sonof_thrain]

He would not speak with me, even if I wanted to. [Which he doesn't.]

I do not need to show respect to you or any other elf. You're too cocky for your own good, elf. That may lead you into more trouble than you bargained for.

/not sorry

[wallcrawler]

So, got a little question here, sorry if somebody else's already covered it, but uh...

Are any of those things you're talking about particularly vulnerable to obnoxious name calling and constant complaining?

Because if not, I'm thinkin' you and the pointy-eared ones are in for one heck of a time.

Re: /not sorry

[sonof_thrain]

[What in Durin's name are you?]

Pointy-ears? The elves. [He smirked.] Perhaps.

I just wish they would see what I see. Or what I have seen.

[markofdeath]

By all means, keep talking! I'd like to hear more lies about my people from a dwarf.

[ it isn't like she's any fonder of dwarves, aside from oghren. ]

[sonof_thrain]

Lies? They are not lies, she-elf. I have seen what your people do with my own eyes.

[markofdeath]

Such as what? Do go on, unless you can't back up your claim.

[sonof_thrain]

I have nothing to shy away from at all.

Let's just say I was let down a long time ago by an elf king.

[markofdeath]

Let me tell you of some good reasons to hate another race: humans have enslaved and impoverished my kind for centuries. Our lore is lost thanks to them. Their nobles kidnap and rape our women. Those are good reasons to hate an entire race.

Not because of the actions of a single individual, you blighted sod.

[sonof_thrain]

Do not insult me so, elf. [He spat the last word.]

What you endure from humans is a sad state of affairs. For that, I pity you. Can you not fight back at them? Summon an elven army to attack and seek vengeance?