Thorin is displeased with his placement into dragonhaven. No one is surprised.

[kinginexile]

So be it then. Dragons.

I dare not say twas the better option, but to be wed to some elf like prince could have been worse in many ways. Ways I dare not think of nor discuss.

[He's not going to even get into the whole starting him out in some city full of elves. Also thank you for taking him from the end of the movie so he's hurt. Best mundane ever.]

There is some comfort in having my kin here, though it would be better if we were still with the rest of the company. There is no time to chase dragons about in this place, Erebor waits and Durin's day grows closer still. Though you care little for our troubles don't you?

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[hugeparasites]

Who are you wedding now? An elf? Och, say it isn't so!

[He's incredibly confused]

[kinginexile]

No, Kili. There had been threat of the possibility, but my scribe decided it better to place me in a place full of dragons.

[Still elves here, but none he had to marry.]

Not that that is any better.

[hugeparasites]

[Oh good, he can relax a bit. For a moment there he felt his whole world turn topsy-turvy]

Ah, I see. Tis a far better choice, your scribe was wise to send you there. Dragons we can handle!

[kinginexile]

Wise? There is nothing wise in her choice. She would have been better to leave me to our quest, not to delay it further.

[ringmage]

More often than not, those who deal with dragons find themselves in an early grave.

Shall you be one of them?

[kinginexile]

No. No dragon shall be the end of me or any more of my kin.

[sonof_thrain]

Dragon haven? What madness has your scribe placed you in? [Although, the place does sound tempting in its name. Slaying dragons?]

If you ever need another blade in your cause, you have mind. [Fellow Thorins are always a good thing, right?]

[kinginexile]

A place filled with elves and dragons, and madness. [They 'saved' them. What lies! Saved them from what? Thorin had just been saved by giant eagles, he didn't need more saving. These scaled beasts were liars and swindlers!]

There is always room for a blade, but it seems that in this case you cannot join us here. Though it is better there is one of us still free to finish our quest.

[sonof_thrain]

Elves and dragons? [He stiffened.]

Surely, what madness has your scribe fallen into to send you to places such as this? That is ill news. Dragons can never be trusted, scheming creatures as they are.

Elves? [He scoffed.] They are nearly as bad as dragons. Nay, that is a shame. I always offer my blade up to any fellow dwarf in the time of need. But alas, I give you the strength of Durin for your trip.

Aye, I will continue on, persuing Erebor with every ounce of strength left in me.

I'm sorry I'm replying to an oldish post, I just. The Hobbit. My childhood. etc.

[coveredinrust]

They don't care about anything but themselves.

[she's been around for long enough to know.]

Not old at all, just posted it last night :3

[kinginexile]

This I have learned well.

oh. RADICAL THEN!!!

[coveredinrust]

So soon? How long have you even been a muse?

[kinginexile]

Barely any time worth being considered. A little over a month... a month and a half at best.

[No time at all for someone of his kind.]

[burgling]

Chase dra-- Chase them?!

[kinginexile]

No time soon, but there is possibility of slaying them.

[He frowns a little.]

Though I will not be chasing much of anything at the moment.

[burgling]

...

Did she let you get hurt again?

[kinginexile]

Not again. I was taken from the carrock after our escape from Azog.

Kili was taken there as well, but sometime before myself... we've been told the dragons saved us, brought us to these havens to keep us safe. [He'll all but roll his eyes.]

Lies, nothing but lies to keep us from questioning their true purpose.

[desaturates]

Try your steel on the dragons now before you, Thorin, son of Thráin, so you might better its cut for the one farther ahead.

[kinginexile]

Gandalf.

[He is happy to see you, wizard. Even if that frown won't turn upside down on his face.]

I intend to do just that, if I can just find where these dragons reside in this "haven" they've brought us to.

I must admit, I did not think I would see you here, saddled with a scribe.

[desaturates]

Then close your eyes, and you will see nothing, but hear everything.

But you are in luck, Master Thorin: dragons do not wait on finding. They have learned too much patience in their long life. It is lost to them, like water from a cup filled past its brim.

[kinginexile]

[Oh Gandalf you always know what to say. Honestly he could do with listening more, not bad advice at all.]

Luck? No, luck would have me at the doors of Erebor. This is far from it.

[walkingarsenal]

Dragons?

[As in, more than just one, and not the right one? Of course, the alternative sounds just as bad, and both of them almost as if they're deliberate taunts.]

How many of them?

[kinginexile]

I know not the number, but it seems they have hatchlings as well. Untold numbers and young, this does not bode well.

[Fili. Fili come help him find all the dragons. We can make dragon soup or something.]

[walkingarsenal]

[With relish! Mmm scaly.]

No, it doesn't... What is this place you've been taken to, Thorin?

[kinginexile]

[You're my favorite nephew, don't let Kili know.]

Kili and I have been taken by dragons to a "haven" with many different places residing in it. These dragons say they saved us, though it is nothing but lies.

We needed no saving, our rescue had just come after all.