102main-IC The Star of the Mist
Balin listens to Vidar, and nods:
"Aye, wise words, Vidar. Connected or not they may be, and finding out could be interesting. Yet, the most pressing would be finding out if anything bad happened to the two Dwarven merchants."
He looks around, and lowers his voice:
"It was such a joy to regain Erebor, and see the Free Peoples unite. Even though we lost Thorin...
Such a joy to see trade and exchange rise, the Forest-road being rebuilt, our Folk traveling more...
But, somehow, it seems the Darkness was only pushed back, and is now returning."
As a servant refills Vidar''s tankard, Balin grabs his plate, ready for the meal:
"For now, lets us eat and rejoice!"
Just before slipping a nice piece of roasted lamb into his mouth, he nods to Vidar:
"I am sure you will return, but, if not, not one of your possessions shall be lost to your father Flar, but for this package which I would deliver to Dale myself."
The time for departure will be after our IRL New Year, when Kelda returns to us.
His mouth full of the lamb, Balin has one last dark look, his eyes nearly glowing black:
"Oh, and if you cross paths with Orcs... no need to leave even one alive."
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