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Chapter three: A strange meet

His head seemed to hurt even worse than before…so did his back…so did his everything… Fili felt a pressure under his jaw…felt kinda like fingers…oh! Someone was checking his pulse. Then he felt the hand move his head to the side, and moved his hair around. With the hand touching his head, Fili began to come around himself when he was suddenly being drowned with water.

He sat straight up, instantly regretting doing so. But he had no time to worry about how his vision went sideways, he needed to see if any of the Wargs were still coming at him. He felt a hand on his shoulder, but instead of seeing a Warg or an Orc, he saw a dwarf… Mister Jobs.

"Careful now, laddie. Looks like the rock bit ya pretty hard." Mister Jobs said, pushing Fili back down.

"Mm horss!" Fili slurred out. The rock had done a little more damage than he anticipated.

"Its fine. Still here. You had five swords in your pack, right?" Fili nodded in reply. "Then everything is fine…well your head might not be, but you'll heal." Mister Jobs stayed with Fili until he could speak without slurring.

"Why are you on this road?" Fili asked, now standing and inspecting his horse.

"I just came back from delivering from Green Lake. Three bows." Mister Jobs replied, "I'm guessing you also have a delivery to Green Lake."

"And you would guess right. Hopefully it will only take a week…at best…if I don't hit my head again…" Then Fili turned his head to investigate the scene around him. As he walked around he saw that the Warg that was attacking him had an arrow plunged into it. But none Fili had ever seen been made by a dwarf. "Mister Jobs…did you shoot this Warg off of me?" Fili asked.

"Why no. I found you this morning. All of this had already had happened when I saw you." Mister Jobs said, also looking around. "Weird for the Wargs to come so close to the road…" Mister Jobs seemed deep in thought, but then suddenly sprang out of it. "Well if you are feeling better, laddie, I must be off. Back to the Mountains."

"Yes. Well, thank you for your help. Kili tells me I am dead to the world when I sleep, so who knows how long I would have slept for." Mister Jobs laughed and shook Fili's hand. Then he was on his horse, and on his way. Fili also got on his horse and left…but not back to the Mountains as he wished he could. Oh how he wished he could go back to the Mountains with Mister Jobs…when he was done.

Fili's day was mostly the same as yesterday, dull sights and nothing exciting. But something was still bothering him…he still…he still felt like he was being watched.

He didn't dare stop at night. He didn't need light on this path anyways. He probably knew it like the back of his hand. Even when he wasn't old enough to go off by himself, he still went with Thorin.

It was around 3:00a.m, he guessed, when his horse began to grow weary of its load. Although Fili wasn't really tired, he did not think that his pony might be. He wasn't going fast at all, just walking along. But it probably didn't help that it was carrying him, his own pack, and the five iron swords that were hard for anyone to carry. So, reluctantly, Fili pulled off to the side of the road and dismounted his horse.

He lit a fire and sat there but nothing happened. Well he was pretty sure he drifted a couple times, but no Wargs, or Orcs came out of the shadows again. But Fili felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on edge. He knew someone…or something was out there…watching him…and whatever it was, it was determined to follow him all the way to Green Lake.

When he got up to continue on his journey later that morning, he didn't have to go very far. Green Lake was now in front of him. Once inside he didn't feel the strength of his follower. He went straight to the Tavern he always stayed at.

"Ah! Master Blonde Dwarf is back again, boys!" The Tavern owner yelled loudly when Fili stepped in.

"Hello Druan." Fili said. Many drunken men yelled him a 'hello' as he walked in further. It might be going on 1:00 in the afternoon, but in Green Lake, it was always a good time to drink.

"The usual, Master Blonde Dwarf?" Druan asked. They called him 'Master Blonde Dwarf' because people thought it was the only thing setting him apart from his Uncle. He would disagree, but he assumed that it was probably easier to remember hair color over name when drunk. He wouldn't really know. He had only gotten drunk once…when he was a child…it's a long story…

"Yes, Druan. The usual." Fili replied.

"Then one room, and one stable. That will come to-" He was cut short by Fili handing him the correct amount of money.

"We call it the 'usual', Druan. I think I know how much it costs." Fili said walking back out to his horse to retrieve his packs, as one of the workers came to get the horse into the stable. As Fili was walking back through the bar with his bags in tow, he asked, "Hey Druan! When dose the Smithy open?"

Druan looked at a clock on his wall, "He should be open now. I believe he closes at 6:00 this evening." Fili nodded his thanks and went up to his room.

After sleeping and washing up a bit, because the back of his hair was still stained red, he went out to the Smithy and gave the swords away and received the payment. Now famished, he went back to the Tavern and sat at the bar. He got his fair share of mead and was telling the tales of the line of Durin to all the other men and women around. He was always the center of attention in the Tavern.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw something, something he thought, in all his years, he would never see. Someone had walked into the Tavern. They were tall, very tall, much taller than anyone else in the Tavern. Even the men. They were wearing a deep green hood with a green leaf brooch holding it on. At this point Fili guessed 'they' was a 'she' by its figure. She had light blonde hair falling down to her waist. She also carried a bow…the bow was engraved with many things, but mostly leaves. Fili knew what all of this together meant. 'She' was an Elf. A real Elf. He had never seen, nor wanted to see an elf.

Without really thinking about it Fili yelled out, "Ne ikrid alfer!" The she-elf turned to Fili. She walked around the bar towards him. Fili felt her icy stare, even from under her hood. She continued to walk towards him, all he managed to do was remain in his chair, even though fear now struck him. He really hoped that this elf wouldn't hurt to much, he didn't have his swords on him.

The elf got very close to Fili's face, "Auta miqula orqu." She said in a very low voice.

"Come now! Speak in a tongue I can understand!" Fili said loudly. At this point he was hoping to rouse the Tavern in his favor, and it seemed to be working.

The elf didn't move at first. She just stood there, starring. Then she backed up, not at all threatened by the many drunk men looking at them. "Very well…Fili." She said.

"Wait. How do you-" Fili began.

"Line of Durin."

"But where-"

"Nephew of Thorin Oakensheild. "

"Who are-"

"Heir to the throne of Erebor." She finished. Fili was dumb struck for a moment. "Did you understand that, Dwarf?" she asked with a very sarcastic tone. The whole Tavern was silent and looking at Fili. They just thought he was a Blonde Dwarf.

Fili wasn't really concerned with what the men of the Tavern thought. They would forget it all when they would wake in the morning. What concerned Fili, was the knowledge this elf had of him. "Where did you hear about that?" He never told anyone that wasn't family, that he was in line for the throne of Erebor.

Instead of responding the elf turned and began walking away. "HEY!" Fili cried after her. "Who are you and how did you know that?"

She turned to face him before walking out of the Tavern, "I'm an elf, I know everything." And she left.

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Dun dun DAAAAAAA! Okay…maybe not…weird elf lady be weird…sorry… I LOVE ELVES! I WANNA BE AN ELF ONE DAY!...not kidding. So I hope you liked it. And tell me what you thought please…pretty please… no seriously, I wanna know. BIYE!