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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[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.