EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór.   Posted by Eru Illuvatar.Group: 0
Evia daughter of Dwalin
 player, 55 posts
Tue 17 Oct 2017
at 01:58
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
In reply to Eru Illuvatar (msg # 126):

Evia slowly took a knee and said "I would ask nothing for myself my King, just... just that Brogur son of Bofur be interned in the tomb of heroes to lay beside such illustrious fellows as Thorin Oakenshield and Fíli and Kíli, sons of Dís. He died defending kin, hearth, home and these very halls from evil and I think there is no greater accomplishment for a Dwarf of Erebor. That is all I ask..."

She stands with her head bowed, this is the first time she has spoken to the entire hall and she knew a blush was covering her face.

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Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 55 posts
Tue 17 Oct 2017
at 04:07
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
A Royal Boon, from no less than King Thorin Stonehelm himself.

Truth be told, so busy had Kronin, son of Krolin been with the tasks at hand, that he had spared little thought to what reward he might ask for such services. While he was sure that the King would understand if he asked for more time to consider, by the same token he did not wish to appear indecisive before him, or before his new sworn companions for that matter.

He knelt, and bowed his head in thought...

He thought briefly of asking for Dwór, his Clansman, to be released into his service. Kronin had been much impressed upon by his fierce loyalty, even in the face of Royal questioning. But if permitted it would be necessary for Dwór to follow him into the very depths of Khazad-Dum, and that was not a thing he could demand of any Dwarf, even if his presence there would be permitted by the rest of the Company.

He thought next of asking for permission to go forth into Moria on behalf of Dwain One-Eye, but after serious consideration dismissed it. Bringing up the topic would simply be too perilous, both for his Honors sake and for those of his companions. If the request would be denied, which was well within the King's power, he would have betrayed his intentions and those of his fellows...for their absence, both from Erebor and from having to decline the position on the Royal Council, would be conspicuous to be certain.

As dearly as he wished to keep his standing with the King, he had essentially sworn himself to secrecy, and he knew that he must honor it. It was a matter for wise old gray beards, if there be greater honor in revealing a noble enterprise so that it might be done in openness, or if the honor would be greater in keeping the matter secret, newly sworn after being entrusted by the likes of Dwain One-Eye, Nori the Cunning, Lord Dori the Kind, and Lord Dwalin the Old.

His heart ached before the King, for plain speech and direct action were his ways, but he held his tongue. For good or ill? only time would tell.

The third and final thought was a much more direct affair. Being a lover of history, Kronin knew that there was something of a tradition in the asking for arms or armor to satisfy a boon. Much as Gurthang had been given to Túrin by Thingol, the Elf King of old, so too was there an appeal for him in the honoring of an ancient pastime.

"I ask for Armor of worth good King. Enough Dwarven blood has been spilled this night, and if by the crafts of our people some might be spared, I would have it so." he asked, not looking up from where he knelt, for he did not wish his true heart to be known.
Eru Illuvatar
 GM, 162 posts
 The One Alone
 Creator of Arda
Wed 18 Oct 2017
at 02:12
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir son of Thrur:
"Yes, m'lady" Thrir says. "I'll wait for you out by the gate to the palace."

Thrir would then leave the presence of the King and wait for them outside, hoping to deliver the message. Time was wasting and the dwarf was eager to leave this place while they still could.


Waiting outside the doors to the Great Hall, Thrir's only company are the Stone Guards on either side of the gold chased thick oaken doors.  Although muffled sounds drift from the chamber beyond, it is to garbled to discern.  In fact the main noise outside of the hall is the swiftly flowing river running beside the broad paved road that leads to the Main Gate a mile beyond.

Perhaps a half hour after Thrir begins his vigil, four dwarves walk up towards the Great Hall.  In the lead is a venerable dwarf-woman, wrapped in a wine coloured cloak, pinned with a dragon-head brooch, and an unadorned black cap.  Even in such unassuming garb Thrir recognizes Queen Daris.  Beside her walks a younger dwarf-maid in a charcoal grey cloak and identical cap to her Queen.  Behind them both are two armed Iron Guards, far enough away to give some privacy, but close enough to intervene, should any trouble occur.

As the quartet approaches the doors to the Great Hall, her Majesty notes the presence of Thrir and stops, looking at him curiously.  "May I ask your name, sirrah, and wherefore you linger outside these doors, instead of in the presence of the King within?"

This message was last edited by the GM at 02:45, Wed 18 Oct.

Thrir son of Thrur
 player, 51 posts
Wed 18 Oct 2017
at 05:03
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir looked upon the Queen. He then spoke plainly "M'Lady, I am waiting for Evia, daughter of Dwalin to conclude her business. I did not wish to intrude on the court and opted to remain out here waiting for her and her companions to emerge."

Thrir had found no help from the King or the courts when his brother had stolen his share of their father's estate. He had no real love for the King or Court. Though he also was not hostile them and did not wish them harm.
Ymir son of Gunir
 player, 18 posts
Wed 18 Oct 2017
at 10:19
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Ymir watches the Tome go with Munin and follows him with his eyes as he leaves the court.

Oh, to have seen the writings therein, the schematics, formulae and plans for perhaps some wondrous items and devices of the First Age, he thought to himself.

He sighed visibly as Munin and the Tome disappeared from sight.

Huginn lets out a small caw.

"Hmf, Just a book - and yer just a crow...Shut yer beak, ye Magpie!"

Huginn pecks at his hat in protest.
Noin son of Balin
 player, 29 posts
 Priest of Aulë
Wed 18 Oct 2017
at 22:09
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Noin considers he boon offered, deciding quickly against asking for formal permission to go on their quest, then against asking just to be remembered always for his loyalty as this may well suspicions if not questions as to why he asked such.

He decides then that something to help in their quest would be best, but again what to ask and how to ask it without raising suspicions. Kronin has the right idea, good protection will be needed!

"Aye Your Magesty, times are dangerous when there are assassins about, good protection that I might better serve the people against our enemies."
Eru Illuvatar
 GM, 166 posts
 The One Alone
 Creator of Arda
Sat 21 Oct 2017
at 21:26
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Evia daughter of Dwalin:
Evia slowly took a knee and said "I would ask nothing for myself my King, just... just that Brogur son of Bofur be interned in the tomb of heroes to lay beside such illustrious fellows as Thorin Oakenshield and Fíli and Kíli, sons of Dís. He died defending kin, hearth, home and these very halls from evil and I think there is no greater accomplishment for a Dwarf of Erebor. That is all I ask..."

She stands with her head bowed, this is the first time she has spoken to the entire hall and she knew a blush was covering her face.


King Thorin Stonehelm places a hand under Evia's chin and gently lifts her face to meet his own.

"Such an unselfish request; would you nothing for yourself?  Very well then, it shall be done.  Let the remains of valiant Brogur, son of Lord Bofur, be interred in the Hall of Thrain, alongside the Oakenshield and my other fallen kin."

He smiles gently to Evia, then turns his focus to the assembled royal council.  His voice grows in strength as he addresses them, and his gaze never wavers as he regards them one by one.

"Hear me, ye lords and nobles of Erebor.  More will I do, for the valour and service to this realm they have shown, all of the companions of King Thorin II, and their families, shall be honoured.  Let the caverns adjacent to the great King's tomb be expanded into a noble crypt, wherein all the companions, and their children, may sleep when their time in Middle-earth is done.  Those who have already gone before, Lords Gloin, Bifur, and Bofur, shall be moved there with all reverence and all holy rites done anew.  And the memorials to those who tragically perished abroad: Lords Balin, Ori, and Oin, shall be also moved thence."

He nods once more to Lady Evia and also to Lord Noin.  "And when your time comes, you also shall have a place reserved for you in the Hall of Thrain.  And this shall stand in perpetuity, so long as my House endures.  This do I solemnly decree!"

Kronin son of Krolin:
"I ask for Armor of worth good King. Enough Dwarven blood has been spilled this night, and if by the crafts of our people some might be spared, I would have it so." he asked, not looking up from where he knelt, for he did not wish his true heart to be known.


Noin son of Balin:
He decides then that something to help in their quest would be best, but again what to ask and how to ask it without raising suspicions. Kronin has the right idea, good protection will be needed!

"Aye Your Majesty, times are dangerous when there are assassins about, good protection that I might better serve the people against our enemies."


Fair requests, for we would not bid you risk yourselves in our service without the tools needed to protect such valiant dwarves from harm.  Tomorrow shall you meet with my finest weapon smiths and armourers, and you shall be outfitted as well as Erebor can provide, and who in all of Middle-earth can do better?  This is the King's will, so let it be done!"

There is thunderous applause from the council, and almost every dwarf in the Great Hall comes to their feet to show their approval.  Their shouts and cheers echo through the mountain, and the King allows their praise to continue for almost a quarter hour before he raises his hands once more to quiet the crowd once more.

"One last thing to share, before the night's business is concluded, and it is a dire thing indeed, but one which must be addressed.  What I am about to say, let NO ONE repeat beyond these walls, on pain of our royal displeasure!  The murderers from Dale bore with them weapons of the ancient Enemy bespelled to harm those of the dwarvish race!  Morgûl-blades they were, the like of which have not been seen in half a century; these fell instruments have been given to the priests of Mahal to destroy!  I know not why or how they had them, nor why the murderers themselves were marked with the symbol of our vanquished Foe, but until we do know, Men shall no longer be welcome in the Kingdom Under the Mountain!

This decision brings me no pleasure, but for the safety of our people, the folk of Dale shall be banished from Erebor!  We will speak with King Bard II on the morrow, and it is my hope that this shall be swiftly resolved, but until it is the Front Gates shall be closed to Men!"


Thorin waits as the debate erupts from the gathered crowd.  He knew his decision would not be well received, and emotions range from confusion and fear to anger and bitter acceptance.  Fierce questions are hurled towards the King, but he rebuffs them all by holding his hands up and curtly shaking his head.

"No more will I say, for you know now as much as I.  Be vigilant, and exercise great care in your dealings with Men.  We shall reconvene this council three days hence, and in that time we hope to know more.  Good night to you all, and may Mahal guide and guard us all.  You are dismissed."

This message was last edited by the GM at 21:29, Sat 21 Oct.

Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 59 posts
Sat 21 Oct 2017
at 22:05
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin had expected that the relationship between the Dwarves of Erebor and the Brauzug of the Lake would be strained, and while he did not expect for their presence to be forbidden to the quarters normally permitted outsiders, at the least it was not a declaration of hostility, and for the moment it was some relief.

So much had occurred in the past few hours that it wearied his mind to consider it all, and it seemed he could scarcely grasp and focus on one before a handful of others presented themselves. He needed sleep, he knew, and privacy in which to fully appreciate and comprehend all that had befallen them.

He wanted to thank the King for his generosity, but knew that the time has passed and that the final word on the matter had been uttered. He waited a few more moments before he rose and nodded solidly in the direction of those that he had entered into oath with upon Ravenhill just earlier that evening. There would be discussion a plenty, he was sure, but he was not in the mood for discourse, so heavy was his heart despite the honors heaped upon them.

"That was well done" he said softly to Evia in particular as he approached her and Noin. "I'm sure the hour is late." he looked to Noin with a knowing expression. "I'll look forward to seeing you in a scant few hours, I'm certain."
Eru Illuvatar
 GM, 167 posts
 The One Alone
 Creator of Arda
Sat 21 Oct 2017
at 22:06
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir son of Thrur:
Thrir looked upon the Queen. He then spoke plainly "M'Lady, I am waiting for Evia, daughter of Dwalin to conclude her business. I did not wish to intrude on the court and opted to remain out here waiting for her and her companions to emerge."

Thrir had found no help from the King or the courts when his brother had stolen his share of their father's estate. He had no real love for the King or Court. Though he also was not hostile them and did not wish them harm.


Queen Daris stands quietly as Thrir replies to her.  Thrir notes her hands are wrapped around a familiar object: the now smashed remains of Difur's gold embossed horn!  Her shoulders droop under her cloak and her eyes are red.  Once Thrir has finished, she takes a deep breath and nods.

"I see.  Very well then, I shall not trouble you further, but instead bid you peace tonight.  May your business be swiftly done, that you may find your bed the sooner, and such surcease of sorrow as it may provide.  For I shall have no sleep this night, unless I find it at the bottom of a wine goblet.  Blessings of Mahal be with you and yours."

Slowly she walks away, eventually passing through the doors to the Great Hall with her dwarf-maid attendant and two Iron Guards following, leaving Thrir to wait alone for his companions to emerge.

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Evia daughter of Dwalin
 player, 56 posts
Sat 21 Oct 2017
at 22:14
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
In reply to Kronin son of Krolin (msg # 134):

"It, it was no more then he deserved. Yes I will see you all soon now I must find thrir and receive his news. You are of course welcome to join me, I believe he is just on the other side of the main door."

Evia gives a short bow to any not accompanying her and goes to find the messenger and receive his news. There was so much playing over her mind that she barely remembered the short journey to where Thrir said he would be waiting, when she spied the dwarf she gave a greeting and asked "I am here Thrir what would you speak to me about ?"

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Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 60 posts
Sat 21 Oct 2017
at 22:24
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin nodded and then fell into step beside Evia as they passed out of the Great Hall of Thrór, but paused and stepped aside with a bow as Queen Daris passed them by. The distant roar of the waterfall cascading from the front gate, and the chill air that came forth from that direction sharpened Kronin's mind, and lent vigor to his steps as they approached Thrir.
Thrir son of Thrur
 player, 52 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 14:56
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir motioned for them to move out of the guards earshot as they moved as though down the path. He looked to see if others might be coming as well.

"I thought there were more of you?" he asks first. "Well nevertheless a message is to be delivered."

He'll lower his voice as low as possible and tell them "There has been a change in plans. Dwain bids you meet in Dale, at the Inn of the Missing Scale on the south side of the Market Square at dawn. We were spied upon, they are aware and if we do not leave at dawn we may never leave."
Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 61 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 15:13
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin nodded his head towards Thrir. "It's good to see you well Son of Thrur, even at this late hour"

He listened to the Dwarfs words and then let out a long, slow breath through his nose. "I wish that we had learned of this sooner, as now I am afraid that it can't be done" he shook his head slightly back and forth.

"Noin and myself have both been granted boons by the King himself, and have agreed to meet with the Royal Armorer's a scant few hours from now." He explained in his low voice. "Surely if we are not present for such an important event, we will be missed, and fearing for our safety after tonight's events the King would send out soldiers, even to Dale"

Kronin explained with a glance to Evia. "I must ask that you go on my behalf and explain all that has befallen here, as I am confident that our benefactor will understand"  he gestured slightly with his off hand.

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Thrir son of Thrur
 player, 53 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 15:32
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir sighs and lowers his voice as much as possible and tells Kronin "It is unwise for you to stay. The bodies of their spies will be brought here and if they call upon their spirits they can identify you as traitors. But if you stay you stay, I cannot change that. Mahal go with you. You know where we go, follow if you can when you are ready."

He turns to Evia "M'lady are you ready?"
Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 62 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 15:48
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin was silent for a time. Truly then was Vifur lost to them, the first death amongst their company and without having even left the safety of Erebor. Such death and such tragedy had befallen upon them this evening, so many grieving parents and bereaved siblings and kin.

The arts by which the dead might be made to speak we're not known to Kronin, nor did he wish to know of them, for the notion itself seemed a black thing to him, even if it might be brought about for the benefit of the living. As Thrir spoke his heart grew heavy, both at the threat of the honored Dwarf's spirit being disturbed, and at what might befall if their intentions were made known, but Kronin was not swayed.

"I will stay. There is a chance perhaps that we will be revealed, but our absence would speak all the louder, and we are certain to be missed" he replied quietly. "Leave word if you can, at the Missing Scale, and I will join you when I am able."

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Eru Illuvatar
 GM, 168 posts
 The One Alone
 Creator of Arda
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 16:33
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
As Thrir is watching he is the first to see Bosi son of Bifur, Nós daughter of Nori and young Bofri, still silent in his grief.  They make their way down the paved path towards the group.  Bosi is the first to nod to the rest as they come closer, his usual placid mien replaced by furrowed brows and darting glances to the four already present.

"It seems a strange hour to meet, already it is half past the middle of night.  Yet Lord Bombur bade us find you.  He said to speak with you, son of Thrur.   Has something changed?"

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Ymir son of Gunir
 player, 19 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 16:36
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
"Well, I have to see if me cart is ready to go if ye are leaving sooner than expected", Ymir says as he listened to Thrir's words about meeting in Dale. "I feel me king is mistaken on cutting off ties with Men but where were going, it doesn't matter does it?"

Huginn cawed as Thrir & Kronin began to speak in hushed tones.

"Good point", Ymir said in response to his raven companion. "Best we get things squared away and get underway - meet ye all in Dale, then."

He gave a nod to all and left to prepare for their journey.
Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 63 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 19:00
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin nodded to the approaching Dwarves, and as much as he would have liked to better know his future comrades in arms, the hour was quite late and he was concerned that the impromptu gathering, so near to the doors of the Great Hall, might draw attention.

"Till then Son of Gunir, a safe journey to you." he bid the Dwarf farewell, then prepared to be about his own way. With Thrir seeming to be in the midst of leaving, it seemed to him that the time had come for him to retire.

"And to you all" he addressed the small gathering, uncertain as to who was departing that very moment. "Until we meet again" he bowed slightly at the waist and turned to make his way back into the Mountain.

The desire for rest sat heavy upon him amid his other worries, the Broadbeam more or less alone as he walked those carven halls, winding his way into the very heart of Erebor before he reached his modest Chambers, entered them, and sat upon the bed to reflect upon all that had occurred.
Evia daughter of Dwalin
 player, 57 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 20:12
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
In reply to Thrir son of Thrur (msg # 140):

"Yes quite so. Follow me to my rooms and I will collect my pack and we can be off." With that she bid farewell to those not traveling to Dale right away and made her way to her rooms. It was a only a handful of minutes until she was ready. She placed her hammer across her back and fastening it before donning her wool cloak.

"I am ready let us be off with all haste." She followed Thrir out of the halls.

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Noin son of Balin
 player, 30 posts
 Priest of Aulë
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 20:21
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Noin had been silent until now, listening with horror to the news and then listening to the advice to leave and Kronin's argument for staying.

Finally he speaks "I think Kronin is right, we will be missed. I think too that our leaving after tomorrow will be noticed if we do so prepared for a journey."

He pauses again considering "Anyone departing for Dale now might raise suspicions. Evia, your leaving after such events as have befallen here would not seem so strange perhaps."

"I will stay and come tomorrow after seeing the armourers. When I leave though it will have to be as though not prepared for a journey. Take my travelling gear with you if you would?"

Evia daughter of Dwalin
 player, 58 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 20:39
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
In reply to Noin son of Balin (msg # 146):

"Ymir has his cart so it would not seem out of the question that he would have a load of trade goods and the like to take from the halls. So yes we should be able to accommodate taking everyone's equipment."

Once she was standing at the doors to the hall she stopped for a moment while contemplating the horizon in the distance , or that is what it looked like to a casual observer in reality she was thinking of those behind her. Her father and Brogur she wished she could stay for his internment, but it was not to be. She would just have to pay her respects once she returns to these halls, if she does.

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Thrir son of Thrur
 player, 54 posts
Sun 22 Oct 2017
at 20:45
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Thrir pats Kronin son of Krolin on the shoulder "As you wish brother, Mahal be with you."

Thrir looked into the eyes of Bosi and says softly "We must leave, as quickly as we can, Dwain awaits us in Dale, but he'll leave on the morrow, whether we are there or not. The guards that were slain they were spies, one was in the meeting. I had no choice. They could potentially reveal you all through magic."

He turns to Ymir with a word aside "I must get my mule and dog on the way out."

He then turns to Evia "I will escort you m'lady. After we get your things, we need to stop and get my mule and dog and what little I have and Ymir, son of Gunir's cart. May Mahal be with us all, there is no turning back."

Thrir then pats Noin, son of Balin on the shoulder "Mahal keep you til we meet again."
Eru Illuvatar
 GM, 171 posts
 The One Alone
 Creator of Arda
Mon 23 Oct 2017
at 05:04
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
4th HITHUI FO 49

After the tumultuous events of the previous day, the sombre, overcast autumn day, that greets the Dwarves of Erebor, seems fitting to most.  The royal decree spreads quickly throughout the Kingdom under the Mountain, and all visitors/merchants/emmisaries of Mannish race are turned away or expelled without explanation.  Of course, these actions are not well received, and many an angry exchange echoes through the dwarvish mansion.

King Thorin III Stonehelm sends swift messengers to his friend King Bard II of Dale, while the guards at Ravenhill await the return of ravens sent westward to King Gálin of the Wide-blade.  The Marketplace in the Stangard (main residential chambers) remains quieter than usual, and the Stone guards seems more numerous as they patrol the caverns and tunnels with greater focus than ever before.

A Stone guard appears at the doors of Kronin son of Krolin, and Noin son of Balin at precisely eight o'clock to escort them both to the Royal Armoury.  It is a long walk through labyrinthine tunnels and down three flights of stairs to the lower halls, and the guards do not offer any conversation to shorten the journey.  It is around three quarters of an hour later that both dwarves find themselves standing before the well-forged steel and mithril doors leading to the famous Armourer's Guild and its Master, SIDRI son of BROKK.

A curt knock upon the sturdy double doors, the sounds of several locks being released, and a quick discussion allows the group entry within.
Kronin son of Krolin
 player, 65 posts
Mon 23 Oct 2017
at 05:35
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Kronin had not slept well despite the late hour and frantic pace of the previous day. The death of his Prince and travelling companion weighed heavily upon him, as did the sorrow for Galin over losing his beloved son.

It was hard enough for a Dwarf to find a loving wife, much less to bear a well formed and worthy son, and to have such fortune snatched away in an instant was an almost unbearable tragedy. He worried for his King, and he worried for his people.

But in time he had slept, and would have done so well into the early afternoon had it not been for Kuush whining softly, but insistently, in an attempt to instruct Kronin in all his new responsibilities.

Finding a place for a dog to relieve itself in a mountain fortress proved more challenging than one would think, and then there was the matter of food, water and basic commands.

So by the time the Stone Guard knocked upon his door, a somewhat bleary eyed Kronin had already been about his business for some time and greeted his escort cordially.

While he had considered inviting his brother for the occasion, he wanted the process so early as swiftly as could be arranged (while preserving the quality of the master Craftsmen of course) and so it was alone that he came to the threshold of  SIDRI, son of BROKK, where he greeted Noin and their host warmly in eager anticipation of their task.
Noin son of Balin
 player, 31 posts
 Priest of Aulë
Mon 23 Oct 2017
at 08:13
Re: EREBOR: Great Hall of Thrór
Noin too had not slept well, though for the first part of what was left of that night he had been praying to Mahul, praying that the souls of Difur and Vifur could rest in piece.

It was not a good start to the venture and had his brother not been their leader he would have given it up now, but he knew his brother, there was no arguing with him on this.

Morgul blades in these halls, murders, marks of the great darkness upon the assassins, this all suggested that his place now is here with his people. They would need dwarves like him, but then so would his brother. Damn the fates to bring such choices together at this time.

So it is a tired dwarf who stands before these mighty doors, but one who has made his decisions albeit doubtful ones.