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"Gandalf the Grey. Tell this rabble to leave, or I'll water the ground with their blood." Dain said when I finally spotted Bilbo. I rode forwards standing next to Gandalf. "Why is Bilbo with you and not with Thorin?" I asked him in a hushed voice so only he could hear me. "There is no need for war between Dwarves, Men, and Elves. A legion of Orcs march on the Mountain. Stand your army down." Gandalf demanded. "I will not stand down before any Elf. Not least this faithless woodland sprite. He wishes nothing but ill upon my people. If he chooses to stand between me and my kin, I'll split his pretty head open! See if he's still smirking then." Dain said pointing his weapon towards Thranduil who was sitting there smirking. I growled towards Thranduil when he looked me straight into

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