#ocrist

[localravenclaw]

So,

somebody left a wee Thorin Oakenshield on my desk

I guess I have a new work buddy 🤭💕

[branching-paths]

Of Warriors

We huddled in the cave, wishing for a fire. Fili and Kili were sitting next to each other, like they normally were, but this time Kili had a protective hand clutched on his brother's hand. I don't blame him, seeing as Fili was just about squished against the cliff face. I glanced at Thorin. He said some pretty mean things to the hobbit when he nearly fell over the cliff, and it wasn't Bilbo's fault. I glanced at our hobbit, he was talking quietly with Gandalf as they set up their bed rolls in the corners. I glared one more time at Thorin and curled into the blanket.

I woke up to yelling. Then I heard Fili and Kili, that's what sprang me into action. I jumped to my feet, only to be tackled by a small gangly creature, a goblin. My hands were pulled behind me, but I yanked them back. I rolled forward and landed on another goblin, not a very cushiony landing. I drew my sword and slashed at a few. A larger goblin tackled me and bound my hands with chains. A bright light flashed as we were taken through a gap in the cave wall that wasn't there before. It shut back up, leaving us in total darkness. I stomped on goblin toes, maybe even a hobbit's toes, I wasn't exactly sure. I yelled out all the curses I knew at the goblins, and I wasn't the only one. By the sound of everyone yelling, everyone but Gandalf and Bilbo were captured. Farther ahead was a bright orange light and that's when I saw fourteen little fuzzy heads bobbing along a passage, bald goblins were on each side, pulling at the company until all that was on us were our clothes and footwear. Well, I still had four of my knives, but I doubt I would still have them in a few minuets. We came to the end of the passage, and what I saw took my breath away, in a disgusted sort of way. It was a deep cavern, filled with hundreds upon thousands of goblins. Little boardwalks made up the limited pathways around the cavern, and they creaked as we stomped along. A loud horn bellowed through the cavern, Bifur yelled as it hit his ears. At the end of the board walk was a large throne made out of bones and dirt, maybe something a little worse then dirt somewhere in the mix. Sitting on the throne, however, was the most disgusting thing I ever saw. It was a large goblin, with a large belly, thick legs, even thicker arms, and a beard made out of his double chin that was covered in grease. He, I'm saying he because he was only wearing a loincloth and a crown, coughed and sprayed the side of his throne with junk from his mouth. He raised his fat and greasy head and lifted his feet. Goblins scrambled under his feet to be his foot rest, he stepped on them as he readjusted in his throne. 

"I think I feel a song coming on," He shouted. We were shuffled closer to the disgusting creature as the music started to get louder. 

"Snap, clap, the black crack," The goblin's shouted, making my ears pound. "Grip grab pinch and nab! And down down to goblin town! You go my lad! Clash crash! Crush and smash! Hammer and tongs, knocker and gongs! Pound pound far under ground! Ho Ho my lad! Swish smack, whip crack! Batter and beat, yammer and bleat! Work WORK nor dare to shirk! While goblins laugh and goblins laugh, round and round, far under ground, BELOW MY LAD!" The large goblin ended his song by spinning slowly around on his toes, nearly sending us all off the boardwalk with his large stick with a what looked like a cow skull on it. As we all rose to our feet again, the goblin looked at us with a humorous look in his eye as he backed into his throne. 

"Catchy tune, isn't it," He asked, thumping his staff on the ground next to the throne. "It's one of my own compositions!" 

"That's not a song," Balin shouted. "It's an abomination!" We all yelled our agreements with Balin, but the goblin didn't seem offended. 

"Abominations, mutations, deviations," The goblin bellowed. He spread his arms wide and almost smiled. "That's all your gonna find down here!" The goblins shouted with glee and shoved us together into a tighter pack. Then the goblins brought our arms and threw them onto the ground. That enraged the greater goblin. 

"Who would be so bold as to enter my kingdom armed," He shouted at us. "Spies, thieves, ASSASINS?!" A little goblin walked forward from the weapon heap and looked up at the Great Goblin, I think that's what I would call him. 

"Dwarves, your malevolence," It said meekly. He sniffed as he threw his head back at us. "Found 'em on the front porch with this feisty one!" Another goblin grabbed my arms and lifted them, shoving me forward. As I was brought forward, the Great Goblin howled again. 

"Well don't just stand there, search them! Every crack, every crevice!" I looked back towards the company as they were searched, fighting against the goblin that was unsuccessfully dragging me towards the Great Goblin. Oin's ear trumpet was taken from him and squashed, and all the hidden weapons and stolen goods Nori had were taken from him. Not much joined the pile of weapons after Nori was searched again. They dumped his sack over and poured out the candelabras, cutlery and shakers all stolen from Rivendell. Nori looked a little bashful to say the least. The little goblin picked up a candelabra and looked it over. 

"It is my belief, your great betruverence, that they are in league with elves," He shouted, handing the Great Goblin the candle holder. He looked at it's base and squinted his eyes. 

"Made... In....R-Rivendell," He muttered. Then he scoffed as he threw the holder into the pit below him. "Second age, couldn't give it away!" Everyone looked at Nori. 

"Just a couple of keep sakes," He muttered, shrugging his shoulders. I started to move towards the throne again, so I braced myself up against a board that was sticking out a little. That stopped me dead in my tracks, but the goblin behind me kept shoving, stupid hairbrain! 

"What are you doing in these parts," The Great Goblin asked, leaning over the weapons pile and scanning the company. Thorin looked towards the goblin and almost made his way forward to tell him a lie. I shoved Oin, who got the gist, and grabbed Thorin's shoulder. 

"Don't worry lads," He said, shoving by Thorin. "I'll handle this!" The Great Goblin backed into his throne again, a murderous gaze on us. 

"No tricks now, I want the truth," He shouted at Oin. "Warts and all!" Oin frowned at the creature. 

"You are going to have to speak up," He shouted back. "Your boys flattened my trumpet," He added, holding up his flattened ear trumpet. The Great Goblin became enraged again. 

"I'll flatten more then your trumpet," He shouted, breaking a torch holder made of glass, stomping towards the company. As they backed up, Bofur stepped in front of Oin, pointing at himself. Don't make a riddle, I silently pleaded to him. I doubt he could hear inside my head though.... 

"If it's more information you want, then I'm the one you should speak to," He shouted. The Goblin's rampage ended, and he lowered his raised fist with a nod to continue. Bofur went silent as he thought up a lie. DON'T MESS THIS UP BOFUR! 

"We were on the road," He began. Oh crap.... "Well, it's not so much a road, a path... Actually, it's not even that come to think of it. It's more like a track." Bofur was rocking back and forth, and it appeared that the Great Goblin was buying the story. "Anyways, the point is we were on this road like a path like a track, and then we weren't!" Correction, the Goblin was getting irritated, shaking his head ever so slightly and thumping his cow staff. "Which is a problem-" The Great Goblin clutched his staff's head and growled at Bofur. 

"Shut up," He said, almost silently, but Bofur didn't hear him. 

"-Because we were supposed to be in Duneland, last Tuesday," Bofur added quickly, casting a glance back at Dori. Dori walked forward and grabbed Bofur's arm, using it to hold himself up as he leaned forward. 

"Visiting distant relations," Dori added. Everyone mumbled their approval. Bofur looked back at the Great Goblin and started to talk again, but he wouldn't have any of it. 

"SHUT UP," He bellowed. All the goblins ducked as it echoed through the massive tunnel, Bofur, who had his mouth opened, shut it and lowered his head to look at him through the fibers of his hat. "If they will not talk, we'll make them squawk! Bring up the langler, bring up the bone breaker!" The goblins started to cheer as he turned around to face us again. "Start with the youngest," The goblin added, pointing to who appeared to be the youngest, Ori. That's when the goblin that had been shoving on me, discovered my little secret, and well, Mordor kind of broke loose. I fell forwards, getting the attention of just about everyone in the cavern, Thorin shouted for them to wait in bringing up the... what ever they were, taking a step forward. The Great Goblin looked at me and Thorin, then smirked. 

"Well if it isn' the great Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thror, King under the mountain," He mocked. He bowed low, then snapped his head back up. "Oh but wait, you don't have a mountain, so what does that make you? Nobody, I would suppose..." The great Goblin turned towards me and shoved away the goblins that were pulling me to my feet. He picked me up and set me on my feet. "And his little friend, Myrin Flamebird. You aren't anything, so I won't bother with you." He backed up and looked at us both, an evil smirk on his face. "I know someone who will pay a great deal for your heads, just a head, no body attached!" He cackled and sat down in his throne again. "You might know him. He rides upon a white Warg." Everyone stiffened. 

"You lie, Azog is long dead," I shouted. The Great Goblin turned to me and smiled cruelly. 

"You think The Pale Orc's defiling days are over, do you?" He chuckled again as he turned to a little goblin handing on a zipline. "Send a message to Azog the Defiler, tell him that I have his prizes!" The little goblin pulled on a cord and the zipline went away. The goblins started to screech again, shoving and pulling at us again. "Until the devices are brought up, I'll treat you to another song!" The goblin's cheered again, one pulled me backwards by my chains. I landed on my back, jumped back to my feet and glared at the Great Goblin. 

"No more songs," I yelled at him. "No more chanting, and no more shoving!" 

"You don't give the orders," A goblin shouted at me, swinging his hand towards the back of my head. I ducked and rammed into his ribs. I sent him over the edge of the boardwalk, and the goblins went silent. 

"Bring her here," The Great Goblin yelled through the silence. More goblin hands grabbed my arms and dragged me to his nasty feet. He leaned down until he was inches from my face. "If you think you can sing better then me, prove it! She can't sing properly when she's bound, so get those shackles off!" 

"But, your great-" 

"Are you questioing my judgement," He snarled at the goblin. "Think about it, will you?! She's unarmed, surrounded by hundreds of us, and we could use her friends as leverage! Un bind her so she may sing!" He turned back to me. I glared defiantly up at him as the shackles were taken from my wrists and ankles. He gestured for me to start, but I stayed silent. "If you won't sing willingly, then one of your comrades will be sent over the edge!" He waved his hand at the company and they brought Kili forth, holding his arms and shoulders so he couldn't use them. Kili and the goblins that were holding him shuffled towards the edge of the boardwalk. I held out my hand for them to stop, staring back up at the Great Goblin. 

"Stop, I'll sing," I shouted at him. "Only if you let him go," I added. 

"She's got a beautiful voice," Bilbo added, adding a nice smile towards me for effect. "Do you remember when you sang to that troll a few months ago, and he was so startled that he forgot to eat us?" Seeing where the hobbit was going, I nodded, sending back a sheepish smile back. 

"It wasn't that good," I lied. 

"What are you talking about, it was the greatest singing I've ever heard," Fili yelled, holding Dwalin's shoulder and lifting himself up just slightly to see over everything to see Kili. 

"Anyways sir, you would be foolish not to listen to her," Bilbo said. That sparked the Great Goblin's interest, so he nodded towards Kili's captors and he was released. They shoved Kili back toward the company, he stumbled into Bofur. I turned back to the Great Goblin. 

"What style would you like to hear," I asked. In my head, all I could hear was, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die etc. 

"Funeral march, seeing as you all will be dead in a short while," The Great Goblin said with chuckle. 

"I don't sing funeral marches," I told him. "What about a comedy? I really love to sing those." He grumbled, but waved his hand to show he approved. I took a deep breath and prepared to die. 

"There once was a cat, his name was Jim," I began. I had no idea where I was going with this, but really hoped it went well. "This cat named Jim, he climbed the trees. That is until he found a nest of bees-" 

"Oh great," The Great Goblin bellowed. "Not this one again! I just had a bunch of elves try to sing their way out, and this was all they would sing! Four hours of that echoing through my halls, it can drive you insane! Pick something else!” It was then that the contraptions were begining to arrive. “Finally! Now we can get to business!” Just then, a goblin shrieked and dropped Orcrist, sheath and all. All the goblins scrambled away from the sword, the Great Goblin pressed himself into the back of his throne. 

“I know that sword, it is The Goblin Cleaver,” He howled with fright. Goblins started to pile on us, trying to harm us anyway possible. “It’s the blade that’s sliced a thousand necks! Slash them, beat them, kill them, KILL THEM ALL!” Goblins were being flung everywhere as they jumped at the company, but threw them off. Goblins piled high on Thorin, pulling at him and out numbering him. That’s where I made my mistake, keeping both eyes out for my comrades, I wasn’t paying attention to my own hide. Goblins grabbed my arms and shoved me down to the boardwalk, pulling so hard that I thought my arms would pop off. One of the goblins shoved something in my left shoulder, making my arm pulse with pain. It was all happening so fast, that I barely could make out everything. Searing pain, bright light- wait, DID THEY HAVE A DRAGON?! The contraptions were ruined as the light touched them, then it pulsed back to where it started, dazing every single goblin. All the light dimmed, and Gandalf stepped out of nowhere, staff in one hand, sword in the other, both glowing a blue light. As the company came too, Gandalf looked us over. 

“Take up arms,” He said firmly. “Fight, FIGHT!” I shoved off the goblin that landed on me and rolled to my feet. The rest of the company was doing like wise, shoving goblins and getting weapons from the heap. The great Goblin came too also, and crept farther into his throne, squealing like a frightened animal. 

“He wields the Foe Hammer, The Beater, bright as daylight,” He whimpered. Bombur crouched next to the weapons heap and threw weapons into the air, various members would catch them and start to slay the goblins. Bilbo drew his sword, which was hidden in his trousers, I noticed it as it looked like he was pulling off his own leg. The great Goblin stood up and stumbled towards Thorin, his staff raised to knock him off the boardwalk. 

“Thorin,” I shouted. Thorin turned around, and blocked his blow with such force, it knocked the Great Goblin and who ever was behind him off the boardwalk. 

“Follow me,” Gandalf said quickly and quietly to the company. “Quick, come on!” We raced down a path of boardwalk and into the tunnels. “RUN!” I made the mistake of looking behind, what I saw chilled me to the bone. Hoards upon hoards of goblins were on our tail, sometimes crawling to head us, and even jumping onto the boardwalk, weapons drawn and a fierce look in their eyes. They were quickly cut down, or knocked off the boardwalk. Dwalin and those behind him cut a wooden railing off the boardwalk and used that to beat goblins off the walk way. 

“CUT THE ROPES,” Thorin shouted as a bunch of goblins started to swing over from the other side. I cut the rope closest to me and the bridge fell towards the goblins coming across. They wound around the bridge, then both fell into the chasm, shrieks billowing up as they fell. We continued to run, Kili was nearly speared by a few arrows that he deflected with his sword, then he grabbed a ladder, locked some goblin heads into it and shoved them into a broken part of the path. Dwalin set his foot on the other side and we ran past, Dwalin kicked the ladder off, yanking Ori towards him as he did so. We ran for a while longer, Gandalf blasted a boulder down and we used that to make a path through a bunch of goblins. Ahead of us, I noticed that there was a boardwalk that crossed the chasm, and by the looks of it, we would have to cross it. Bilbo and I were at the back of the company with Kili, fighting off the goblins trying to pull our feet out from under us. Gandalf started to lead us across, then the Great Goblin came out form under the boardwalk, showering Gandalf with a bunch of splinters. 

“You thought you could escape me,” He snarled at the aged wizard. He brought his staff down at Gandalf, who dodged then backed up as he swung it again. “What are you going to do now, wizard,” The Great Goblin snarled again. Gandalf rose up again, poked at his eye and brought Glamdring across his stomach. The Great Goblin’s howls silenced all other sounds. The creature looked up at Gandalf and nodded. 

“That’ll do it,” He mumbled. Gandalf slit his throat and the goblin slumped forwards, and that’s when the boardwalk broke. We plunged down, the supports of the boardwalk slowly breaking away as they met the rough stone. The ride was rough on the way down and one particular bump sent me off the back end. Bilbo noticed me falling and tried to grab my foot. He grabbed it alright, but he fell off with me. Into the dark black pit we fell, and eventually, Bilbo let go of my foot. I passed out when I landed in what I thought was a mushroom. 

I woke up with a splitting headache, and my shoulder was on fire. I reached over and pulled out the knife from my shoulder and stood up. It was a dark tunnel, that much I could tell. Behind me there was black nothing, in front of me the tunnel was endless. I stumbled forwards, one hand on the wall, the other gripping my drawn sword. That's when I heard Warg howls. I kicked myself into a sprint, taking my hand off the wall. The howling got louder, but I wasn't sure if it was the echoing, or them actually getting closer. I didn't want to find out. I ran for what seemed like endless hours, until I noticed a blueish glow from one of the other passages. I slowed down and waited, pressing myself against the wall. Then I made the mistake of taking a deep breath, preparing to possibly fight. 

"Who's there," Bilbo asked. I let out my breath and showed myself. Bilbo looked a little ruffled, but other then that he looked okay. 

"Hey Hobbit," I said, sheathing my sword. Bilbo sighed and lowered his. "Elvish made, huh," I asked, pointing to his sword. Bilbo looked at it and nodded, twisting it around. 

"I think so," He mumbled. "That's what Gandalf said..... Have you seen everyone else?" I shook my head. 

"All I've seen is black, and all I've heard is-" The Wargs started to howl again, and Bilbo tensed. "That... Have you come across any other tunnels?" 

"No, this is the first intersection I've come to. But I do know we're getting deeper, all of these are getting deeper." More, louder howling stopped all conversation. I pulled Bilbo closer and got close to his ear. 

"You take this path, I'll take this other one," I breathed. "Don't look back, no matter what you hear." I let go of the hobbit, who nodded with a gulp. I drew my sword again and took the path to my left. Bilbo took the one behind me and eventually, his footsteps faded into the distance. The Wargs got closer and closer, then they stopped, by the sound of it. Then teeth grabbed my leg and pulled me to the ground. I swung my sword down towards the snout of the Warg and it released my leg. I got back to my feet and drew my other sword. Another Warg jumped at me, I swung my blade at it. One pounced on my back and I fell forwards. It stuck it's snarling muzzle next to my ear.  I shoved my sword backwards, hopefully into the monster's neck. It yelped and backed up, then something picked me up by my shoulders, my feet swung uselessly beneath me. 

"Master wants to see you," It hissed in my ear, in Orcish. I thrashed about, trying to hit part of the Orc with my sword, but something else yanked them from my hands. Another something bound my hands with thick rope, my feet, when they were held so I couldn't kick their teeth out, bound with even thicker rope. Then I was thrown over the back of a Warg, then they rode through the tunnels, back to where we started, The Great Goblin's Throne. Someone was sitting on it, but I couldn't tell who it was. An Orc grabbed my injured leg and threw me over their shoulder, and onto the boardwalk, belly up. The thing on the throne got up and stalked over, I say stalked because it's boots were loud and it sounded like he walked with purpose. The only thing that I could see right now, because of walking in the dark for so long and being thrown about, were shiny things. I could see the big fire in the middle, the little torches higher up, and the armour on the Orcs. As my vision came back, it was blurry at first. What I barely saw though, let's just say that terror was an understatement. A tall white Orc with his left arm missing, replaced by a spindle with four points. Then the rest of my vision came in, Azog the Pale Orc was standing to my right, the scariest, most horrifying smile on his face. 

"Here's one, where is the other," He snarled, making all the hairs on my neck raise, not a fun experience. Another Orc came forward and bowed in front of Azog. 

"He escaped the tunnels, with the others and a tall one," He said, obviously terrified. Azog looked at the Orc and pulled his jaw in. 

"Throw this one in with the Wargs, send them out to track Oakenshield." Azog looked back at me and crouched down. "He's abandoned you," He said quietly, his face very close to mine. "You don't think he's forgotten about you, left you for dead?" I snarled and spat into his face. Azog growled, stood up and kicked my side, drawing the breath out of me. An Orc picked me up and took me somewhere, everything was a little hazy after that. I was thrown into a cell like thing, it smelled awful, and the Orc left cackling. A sat there for what seemed like days, for all I know it could of been days. Then, when I had enough energy, I sat up and pulled a knife from my boot. Those idiots didn't take my daggers, and that would be their downfall. I cut the ropes and got to my feet. My shoulder felt numb, not a good sign, so did my legs. Maybe that was because I was laying down for a while. Using my scabbard to support myself, I walked out of the Warg pen. Surprisingly, it wasn't guarded. I walked around, until I came to the armory, or I thought it was the armory because of all the weapons stashed there. I walked in and grabbed my swords, then walked back out. 

"Stop right there," An Orc shouted, startling me so much, I stopped and looked at the foul creature. He looked at me and snarled. "You are to be taken to Master..."

Welp. Here's the next one!

Have fun!

[sejasaleluz]

Não me importa se o meu barco é menor, não quero ser maior forte do que ninguém, eu só não quero ser deixado pra trás... Oh, Deus ajude o meu barquinho também.

[rosengris]

Thorin

By Narrator366 (Ada Zhang)

[ladymofgisborne]

Thorin cleaning Ocrist

[serecenhawke]

Discovery of Orcrist