Dalbran Gurnisson

“Hurry up! Come on, Dallie! Hurry up!” 
“I’m waddling up as fast as I...” The lad paused, bending over, panting, struggling for breath. “Go on, I’ll catch up.” 

The Third Lesson of War – Honoured at Erebor 

Hear the sound emerge from the mountain, 

Beat the drum, and march one by one, 

Draw your steel and hold it before you, 

Erebor, the war is now done! 

“First Company! Present arms!” 
 

Hey Fruit Boy,

Ella found herself a chair by the fire, placed her drink on the table and took out her journal.

Ella pulled her cloak tight around her shoulders, as the unrelenting chill of the wind attempted to penetrate the many layers she wore.    She was much more prepared this time around, her thoughts briefly returning to the last time she was in the mountains with Adiwen.