"That doesn't answer my question, Thorin," said Bilbo, a touch of annoyance starting to color his usually unruffled voice. It seemed that going back to the Shire to sort things out with Bag End and his auction-hungry family had saved Bilbo from participation in that messy affair. "Some were as high as the bloody ceilings."īilbo remembered seeing those dragon poo piles. "Not to mention all the poo piles we had to wash up," Fíli grumbled. It will take at least another year to clean up and rebuild the most basic junctions of the middle city." "Many parts of Erebor still remain hazardous and unstable due to Smaug's rampage. Much to Bilbo's annoyance, it seemed that not even dwarven royals used forks at mealtime. "The matter has been settled," said the King, fingers picking apart a large piece of meat in his hands. The thought of so many ancient books and tomes was far too tempting for Bilbo to pass up, especially since Thorin had already given him permission to assist as much as he wanted with Ori's new cataloging system. Bilbo had personally planned to spend his day down in Erebor's old library, which was currently under Ori's jurisdiction to restore. The rest of the Dwarf Company was gathered around them as well, each of them stuffing their faces before a long day of work in the mines or negotiating reconstruction plans. His nephew sat upon his lap, happily nibbling on a strip of bacon that Bombur had insisted was the finest meat Erebor had to offer a growing hobbit like Frodo. LisasGoodEnoughToRereadlist, Favorite Fics, Fics that made me happy 2020, Ashes' Library, Dreamwind's Fav Hobbit/LoTR Fics, The □Fairest□ of Them All, And Suddenly: A Child, Irreplaceablegems, Bagginshield Classics, Grade A Works, Diamond amongst the thorns, A Hobbit in Love Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 88945 Chapters: 32/32 Comments: 1587 Kudos: 9216 Bookmarks: 2519 Hits: 426477īilbo sat at the royal dining hall table, his fork stabbing at a big potato while he glared at the Dwarf-King directly to his right side. Part 1 of A Hobbit in the Lonely Mountain Next Work → Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies.Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.With the rubbings Corunir required in hand, you should return to the Ranger with your report. Corunir is at the Hillman-village of Aughaire. He warned you to avoid fell and deadly watching-stones.Ģ. He has instructed you to find one of the lesser stones and take a rubbing of the runes upon it. Lesser watching-stones litter the landscape of western Angmar, especially near Angmarim and Hillman encampments.Ĭorunir believes that the secret of Rammas Deluon can be revealed by investigating one of the lesser watching-stones. The expedition failed, and Corunir was left alone, unable to pass Rammas Deluon - now possessed of a terrible power - to learn the fate of his captain and companions.ġ. Beware the fell and deadly stones, for they have too terrible a power.'Ĭorunir told you of how Golodir raised up an army from among the Hillmen to assail Carn Dûm. Go to one of the lesser watching-stones and take a rubbing of the runes found upon its base. 'We must learn the secret of Rammas Deluon, Stip! Perhaps one of the many lesser stones which litter this land - especially near the camps of the Angmarim and Hillmen - will reveal that secret. At last, I sent the message to Esteldín, which brought you hither. I tried vainly to cross Rammas Deluon, until my very spirit was broken within me. I knew I should have returned at once to Esteldín, but I could not abandon my captain. 'Days turned to months, then years, and still Golodir did not return. I tried to pass the stones, but could not. When the last few men crossed Rammas Deluon, the watching-stones threw forth a terrible malaise of oppression, such that those men caught within it were stricken dead by the weight of it upon their hearts. 'As the host passed through the stones, it became clear why the Hillmen feared the valley so. That some spirit of evil vigilance abode in the stones there was no doubt, for we could all feel the oppression of them. As we marched east, we found ourselves confronted by a vale filled with terrible statues. I do not know whether it was through some machination of the False King, or whether it was purely an evil chance, but our march was brought to an abrupt end. 'So, you would know how this tragedy came to be? In truth, I know not.
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