Light One Candle A Middle earth rp moving to new thread.

[Teekl]

Dori nodded and couldn't help but heave another sigh as he seated himself next to his brother. He knew there was an unpleasant insinuation there. "Aye," he agreed forlornly. "These halls once again belong to us." he only wished Thorin and Fili didn't have to suffer for it. "...you know...some things are simply out of our control..." he remarked, glancing at Ori.

Tauriel gave a bow, "My King Thranduil," she greeted formally. "Forgive me for returning...especially with outsiders...but our business is urgent."

[Emily Senpai]

{ Anyone open for Lily? }

[jetred]

[[Eleanor's open for Lily!]]

Ori // Dwarf // With: Dori
Ori nodded solemnly, knowing all too well that there were some things that just would be, no matter what they did. Even so, he wished they hadn't come all this way just for it to end like this. After another few moments of quiet contemplation, he pulled his bag round to rest in his lap, putting his current knitting project away and pulling out a pair of gloves. Handing them over to Dori, he quietly told him, "I've been making these. There's a pair for everyone..."

[Aragorn.]

(I guess we are waiting for .Thranduil.?)

[jetred]

[[I suppose so]]

[umbridge]

((Hi would anyone be kind enough to help me find a place to start. Thank you))

[jetred]

[[Well, if she went with the Dwarf crew to reclaim Erebor, she could be with Ori and Dori, and Fili might be somewhere about. If she didn't, it's probably best that she somehow finds herself in Mirkwood, possibly with Aslaf ^.^]]

[Alfor]

Thranduil Greenleaf
The Elvenking nodded to Tauriel, prompting her to continue. He still had some frost on his face due to that blasted pygmy dragon.

(Ik I'm not a mod but please discuss stuff like that in the Discussion form so the thread doesn't get locked XD
Also sorry for the lateness. I had school, got home, went out to eat, and literally just got back. Plus I'm trying to update my DeviantART page.)

[Teekl]

Name: Bilbo Baggins
Race: Hobbit
Location: Mirkwood
Tags: Kili

Bilbo was a little surprised to see five new people walk into the room, not including Legolas. He recognized one of them, at that. "Kili!" he called, dashing up to the Dwarf and looking him up and down. "It's...It's good to see you! What are you doing here?" he inquired lowly, as not to disturb the important conversation the Elves seemed to be having. "How are the other Dwarves?"

Name: Tauriel
Race: Elf
Location: Mirkwood
Tags: Thranduil, Aslaf, Kili, Snow Elves, Selphyn, Legolas, Haldir...etc...

Tauriel went on, trying not to stare at the bits of frost that for some reason dotted the Elvenking's face. She was certain there was a story behind that, but now was not really the time to ask about it. "My Lord..." she hesitated, remembering the last time she'd tried to make a statement about her opinions by leaving Mirkwood and hunting down the Orcs. "...as you know well already, darkness is coming...I believe we should stand our ground, with help from the Snow Elves. And there is another matter," she added. "...there have been visions. Visions of death, and Mordor and...Sauron. This threat may be greater than we imagined. If that wicked creature is truly returning...we must do everything in our power to stop it before the true evil breaks free." She, of course, left out the part about Kili having the visions. She wasn't sure Thranduil would heed the warnings of some Dwarf's nightmare. And...also...she left out the part about her dieing. She felt as though that would only hamper her efforts to get them to fight with her.

Name: Dori
Race: Dwarf
Location: Erebor
Tags: Ori

Dori eyed the gloves incredulously for a few moments before accepting them. "Thank you, Ori. The others will love these. It does get rather chilly up here in these mountains." it was surprising - but altogether quaintly pleasant - to lay eyes on something so simple and homely, something that wasn't either 100 feet tall or made of solid gold. The majesty of Erebor only seemed to mock them, as long as Thorin and Fili were poisoned with dragon sickness. "So that's what you've been doing in all your free time?" Dori was somewhat glad that his brother was spending some time outside, rather than being cooped up with the gold and all the sickness that came with it.

[jetred]

Ori // Dwarf // With: Dori
"I hope they do - I've made Bilbo a pair, too. I wasn't sure whether to make Gandalf any; do wizards get cold hands, d'you reckon?" Ori replied, skirting carefully around what he actually wanted to say. He wanted to say that Erebor didn't feel like home to him, and that by knitting he felt a little less daunted. He wanted to say that he wasn't sure taking it back was what they should have done, and that any triumph he felt at the time had long since vanished. He wanted to say Can we go home now, Dori?