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Thorin was in a bad mood all day. It was the little things. Rain. Wizard. Who decided to leave the Company. The food took too long. And before everybody could have some, Fíli, who was supposed to be watching the ponies, ran to the camp.
“Trolls!” he shouted.
“Everybody with me – not you, Dís” barked Thorin.
They disappeared in the dark.
Dís pouted. She wanted to fight, eventhough a little voice told her she shouldn’t. The little voice that made her hold her tongue and not argue with Thorin right now.
Alright.
Lets see if she can make Gandalf return.
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