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The girls continued trudging through the forest, with Bridget sleeping on a cot carried by Bertha, Ottilie, Beate and Nadja. Brianna was trailing behind, exhausted from all this walking. Then again, they all were. Now, barely any sunlight was going through the trees and it looked like the earliest hours of mourning when the sun is barely peeking over the horizon.

“We need to take a rest.” Ottilie said “I’m exhausted.”

“Alright then.” Traude “Rest everyone!”

Everyone sighed with relief and flopped to the ground though Beate, Nadja, Ottilie and Bertha were careful to put Bridget down gently. But it quickly became clear to the girls that something was seriously wrong.

It was quiet. Too quiet. There were no bird calls, no animal sounds, not even the sound of the wind. Only the sound of the girls own breaths. But Brianna began to notice one other sound the others didn’t. They had started soon after they’d left the bridge but now they were becoming more frequent. The sound was an eerie noise. Almost like…talking. It echoed softly through the trees but could be heard faintly.

“What in heaven’s name?” Brianna muttered to herself.

Then words began emanating from this mysterious whispering.

“Quiet.” said the voice “They’ll hear us.”

“H-Hey.” Brianna barked “Those voices. Can anyone else them?”

“What are you talking about?” Traude slurred “I hear nothing.”

“My head feels funny.” Beate piped up.

In fact, everyone’s heads were feeling funny. That strange woozy feeling from earlier had returned with a vengeance. But now with the addition of everything looking as if everyone was cross-eyed.

“Whoa…” Traude said drunkenly “Daniela, what hour is it?”

“I don’t know.” Daniela said “I don’t even know what day it is. Or even if it’s night or day.”

“Nadja…go check…ahead…” Dorothea said groggily.

Nadja simply moaned and got up and walked ahead a few feet.

“Oh goodness!” Gerlinde groaned “Why are there so many trees and more trees?!”

Suddenly Nadja shrieked and everyone briefly came to their senses and hurried to where she was, which was thankfully only twenty feet away.

“What’s wrong?” Traude demanded.

“T-The path.” Nadja stammered “I-I-It’s disappeared.”

“What?!” Barbara yelled.

“She’s right!” Ophelia barked “I can’t see it anywhere!”

“Well, look around!” Traude ordered “Find it!”

Everyone immediately fanned out. Brianna, however, sat right where she was. Only after everyone had left did she notice they were gone. She looked around and finally spotted them in the distance, with Bertha, Nadja, Ottilie and Beate having resumed carrying Bridget.

“Wait! Come back!” Brianna barked “We must stay on the path! Girls?!”

The girls completely ignored her and just kept walking. Brianna angrily growled to no one in particular and began stomping after the girls.

“GIRLS!!!” she screamed.

Unbeknownst to her or the girls, the path was behind two trees, one of which they were all resting by no less than a few moments ago.


They looked under rocks, logs and all over the place but they couldn’t find it. And they were unknowingly wandering deeper and deeper into the forest. At one point the girls found themselves in a clearing of sorts (the forest canopy was still giving a noticeable lack of light) which had a small hill with a tall tree growing out of it. Brianna was currently resting near the roots of this tree, whilst Daniela was keeping watch whilst Barbara and Dorothea were looking under the roots and all around the tree.

“I don’t remember this place.” Barbara moaned “None of it’s familiar at all.”

“But it’s got to be here!” Dorothea whined “It can’t have just disappeared!”

“It’s not here either!” Ottilie called out in the distance.

“IS THERE NO END TO THIS ACCURSED FOREST??!!!” Traude all but screamed from where Ottilie was.

Brianna rolled her eyes and sighed as she turned to the tree she was sitting next to only to be surprised by what she saw.

The roots of the tree were covered all over with thick spider webs. Brianna looked up and realized the entire left side of the tree and some of the center was covered with webs that extended all the way to the branches of two nearby trees. And, without knowing why, she plucked the webs with her finger. The webs vibrated but it seemed as if Brianna could actually hear the vibrations. To make sure she wasn’t hallucinating, she plucked the webs again and again she seemed to hear the vibrations as they shot up the webs. Only this time that eerie whispering from earlier. And this time she could plainly make out a single word.

“Attercop.” hissed the voice.

Brianna suddenly felt very creeped out and looked around to try and find where the voice was coming from. But see couldn’t see anything at all. Just trees and trees as far as the eye could see.

It’s all in your head. she thought to herself It’s all in your head.


Seeing no hope in finding the path again, the girls decided unanimously decided to just keep going straight and hope beyond hope that they’d reach the forests end. Thankfully as they kept walking it started getting brighter as more light flowed through the canopy.

But a feeling of tiredness began to overtake everyone, similar to what they’d felt when they’d wandered off the path. Everyone felt exhausted and just wanted to rest. In fact, Traude was just about to call rest when she spotted something to her right.

Nearby she could see a group of black, red, brown and white haired individuals who from what Traude could see had pointed ears. Crap. Elves.

But wait, if they were camping that meant…food. Delicious food.

“L-Look.” Traude said.

Everyone stopped and looked where Traude was and but to their surprise didn’t see anything. But they were more surprised by Traude starting to walk over to them.

“Wait, what are you doing, Traude?” Barbara demanded.

Traude completely ignored them and continued walking, her steps getting slowly faster.

“We’re saved.” she said.

“I beg your pardon?” Brianna asked.

“We’re saved!” Traude cackled in response without even turning around “I can’t believe it took Elves to save us!”

And then Traude started running towards these supposed elves and everyone quickly followed after her, calling for her to stop but she didn’t listen. All the while, Traude had begun cackling like a crazed person as she ran. She soon ran into the bushes and ran faster shoving leaves and branches out of the way despite one branch smacking her in the face. Finally she tripped on something and fell out of the bushes and landed face-first in the dirt.

Traude lifted her face out of the dirt and spat the dirt out of her mouth and looked up expecting to see the elves. But she was shocked to see the elves had completely vanished. Now there was nothing but a circle of multi-colored leaves and grass and around that trees and bushes as far as the eye could see.

The rest of the girls arrived just as Traude got up and brushed herself off but continued looking around.

“What were you thinking?!” Barbara demanded.

“I-I saw Elves.” Traude replied as she turned to face the girls “Clear as day.”

“You were hallucinating, auntie.” Frieda said.

“Yeah, that’s probably it.” Brianna said “Didn’t Gillian say the forest was heavy with illusion?”

Traude angrily moaned and face-palmed, slowly removing her hand from her face with a very cross expression still there.

“I saw them.” she said earnestly “I know I did. It was too real to be an illusion.”

“Well, either way, the paths probably long gone by now.” Kamilla said.

“QUIT REMINDING US!!!” all the girls screamed at Kamilla.

“Whoa!” she exclaimed as she backed away slightly “Touched a nerve there.”


Two more instances of supposed Elf sightings occurred and each time Traude followed after them and the poor girls had to follow in hot pursuit. But every time they got closer the elves seemed to vanish into thin air.

Now the girls had literally no idea where they were going. And that strange feeling of tiredness came upon Brianna in full swing. Her eye-lids began to feel heavy and she felt as if she’d pass out any second. She looked down at her feet and was baffled because it seemed she was walking backwards but when she looked up everything else was moving forward. She turned around to see if Dorothea (who was behind her) was hallucinating as well.

But when she turned around she was baffled to see an exact duplicate of herself, looking at her in utter bewilderment. Brianna shook her head and when she opened her eyes Dorothea was back where she was.

“What’s wrong?” she asked drunkenly.

“Nothing.” Brianna slurred back before turning her head to look on ahead.

Now Brianna’s eyelids felt very heavy and it was now almost impossible to resist the urge to sleep. A few minutes sleep couldn’t sleep could it? So she surrendered to her instincts and shut her eyes.

But the second she shut her eyes then she slammed into something and awoke only to slam into the forest floor. The girls had all stopped suddenly and Brianna had bumped into Barbara and Dorothea had accidently tripped her. The girls carefully put Bridget down along with Traude’s bow and arrow as Gerlinde rushed over to Brianna’s side.

“Are you okay?” Gerlinde asked as Brianna got up.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Brianna replied as she brushed herself off “I’m…fine.”

Suddenly, Brianna’s head finally began to clear up and she felt much more like herself. She shook her head for good measure and looked around to see what everyone had stopped for. She finally noticed Dorothea holding a brown-colored knapsack in her hands which was covered in leaves and dirt.

“Hey, look, a nap-sack.” she slurred “Sewn from mountain bear fur. There’s dwarves in these woods, there is.”

“Dwarves from the Blue Mountains, no less!”  Bertha said as she took the nap-sack and stared at it like it was most amazing thing she’d ever seen “This is exactly like my nap-sack! That’s so weird!”

“Because it is yours. Don’t you get it?”  Brianna said whilst pointing her finger upwards and spinning her hand round and round “We’re going around in circles! We’re lost!”

“We are not lost.” Traude piped up “We’re just misguided in our sense of direction is all.”

All the girls looked at Traude with disapproving and frankly bored looks with Bertha raising an eyebrow. Traude likewise sighed in annoyance.

“Okay so we’re lost!” she angrily said “But the best way to get un-lost is to keep heading east.”

“But which way is east?!” Ophelia moaned “We’ve lost the sun!”

“Oh stop complaining!” Daniela said.

“That’s funny coming from you who was complaining twenty minutes ago about how long we’ve been walking!” Ophelia replied angrily.

“Now wait just a minute!!” Daniela all but screamed “I’m not the jackass who needs a stupid trumpet to hear outta one ear!”

“In case you haven’t noticed I LOST THAT HORN IN THE GOBLIN CAVE, YOU SAD OLD WHORE!!!” Ophelia shrieked as she shoved Daniela away.

That did it. Pretty soon the girls were all engaged in a vicious cat-fight. Though it didn’t amount to much due to them being exhausted from running and walking all over the place. It was mostly just shoving and falling over into the dirt. Traude just leaned against a tree and rolled her eyes, staying well away from the action.

But then suddenly a faint, eerie whispering crept into her ears. She suddenly felt very nervous. The whispering sounded very close and seemed to be coming from up in the forest canopy itself. And every now and again these whispers formed words.

“Attercop.” said one voice.

“We’ll slay them soon enough.” said another.

Traude suddenly remembered what Brianna had said a long ways back about ‘those voices.’ It seemed Brianna’s theory wasn’t too far off. Traude then turned to her group who were still fighting and yelling like a bunch of angry bratty schoolgirls.

“ENOUGH!!!” she roared “QUIET!!!”

Everyone immediately shut up and stopped fighting and looked to Traude with great concern.

“What’s the matter?” Kamilla asked softly.

“We’re being watched.” Traude replied sternly.
The Adventures of Brianna Baggins Chapter 33
I seriously feel like I went to Mirkwood and back writing this dang chapter. 
As soon as they all were loosed, the ponies ran off into the distance. Dorothea then noticed they hadn’t untied the grey horse yet.

“Ottilie!” she barked “Would you be a dear and untie the horse as well?”

Ottilie nodded and then ran over to the horse, leaned down and prepared to untie the saddle ropes when Gillian appeared out of the forest.

“Not my horse!” she demanded “I’ll be needing it!”

“What?!” Brianna exclaimed “You’re not leaving us again, are you?”

“I’m sorry but I would not do this unless I had to.” Gillian responded.

All the girls loudly moaned in disapproval and grumbled to themselves. Gillian stopped just in front of Brianna who was still on her log a few feet away from the group. She then observed the little hobbit and noticed she had stuffed her hands in her pocket and had a very distressed look on her face.

“You’ve changed, Brianna Baggins.” Gillian said “I don’t know how but you’re not the same woman who left the Shire.”

Brianna gulped nervously. Had Gillian guessed her secret about the ring? Damn it. She thought she’d kept it to herself. Then again Gillian was wizard so for all Brianna knew she could probably sense the ring.

“I was going to tell you.” she finally said “B-But I was nervous too. Because….well…I found something in the goblin tunnels.”

“What did you find, if I may ask?” Gillian asked.

Brianna gulped nervously and twirled the ring around in her pocket. That eerie feeling began to overtake her again. She gulped nervously and took her hands out of her pocket.

“My courage.” she lied.

Gillian raised an eyebrow in suspicion but then chuckled and ruffled Brianna’s hair playfully.

“That’s good.” she said “You’ll need it.”

That last one worried Brianna a bit as Gillian walked towards her horse as passing the group.

“Hopefully, if I finish my business quickly, I’ll be waiting for all of you at the overlook, before the slopes of Erebor.” she said as she stopped and turned to face Traude “Remember this…do not enter that mountain without me and keep the key and map safe.”

“Yes, ma’am.” everyone but Traude said unanimously.

Traude just simply nodded and Gillian quietly went over and mounted her horse.

“This forest is not what it used to be.” she continued “There is a river in the forest. It carries a dark enchantment. Don’t fall into the water. You must cross by the stone bridge.”

“Alright.” Traude said “What else is there?”  

“The very air of the forest is heavy with illusion.” Gillian said “It’ll seek to enter your minds and lead you astray.”

“Oh dear.” Brianna said to herself.

“Got it.” Traude said “Anything else before you depart?”

“Yes.” Gillian responded “You must stay on the path. Do not leave it. If you do…you’re not going to find it again. Are we clear?”

The girls mumbled in agreement. Gillian then clicked her tongue and started to gallop off on the horse.

“Stay on the path, girls!” she called out as she got farther and farther away.

“Come on, then.” Traude said as she began walking towards the forest entrance “We must reach the mountain before the sun sets on Durin’s Day. Let’s go!”

The girls immediately followed after Traude and this was the order they were now in: Traude, Kamilla, Frieda, Brianna, Barbara, Daniela and Ophelia in front and Bridget, Bertha, Beate, Gerlinde, Ottilie and Dorothea in the back.

Just as they walked through the gate, Dorothea stopped and turned around, wondering if Beorn was still standing on that hill in his bear form. But to her surprise he wasn’t there at all. He’d run off it seemed when the ponies were set free. Drat. She’d really hoped he’d be there, standing guard.

“Dorothea!” called out a voice.

Dorothea gasped and turned to see the voice: Bridget of all people.

“Quit lollygagging and hurry!” she said “You don’t wanna get left behind now do you?”

“N-No I don’t!” Dorothea replied.

“Then hurry on then!” Bridget barked.

Dorothea sighed with embarrassment and followed after the others. Soon, all the girls were in the forest.


The girls had never seen any forest like this in their lives. The trees grew high and tall but were so close together that very little sunlight could get through the dense forest canopy. The trees vines and roots were long and gnarled and on the forest floor were not only leaves but ferns, grass and spiked roots sticking out of the ground.  

Staying on the path in fact proved very difficult because of all this forest debris. Daniela had to tap the forest floor with the end of her ax to make sure that it was the path every so often. And the farther they went into the forest, everyone, including Traude, began to feel very woozy and it seemed to become harder and harder to see.

Animals occasionally scurried by, mostly just small bear-dogs, rabbits and a badger at one point. Birds flew by but they were mostly hummingbirds and sparrows and they flew just under the canopy leaves.

Finally, after what seemed like days of walking they finally caught sight of the stone bridge. The trees also finally began to clear out and the girls soon found themselves in a swamp where some tree roots shot up out of the water like spears and there were fallen logs that sank into the water.

“We found the bridge!” Kamilla barked.

“At bloody last!” Daniela said.

The girls rushed to the bridge only to find that the bridge had fallen apart and now there was a massive gap between the two sides.

“Oh bullocks.” Brianna said.

“Well, we could try and swim it.” Bertha piped up.

“Don’t be foolish.” Traude said “Remember what Gillian said. The river’s enchanted.”

“It doesn’t look very enchanting to me.” Bertha said.

“There has to be another way across.” Beate said “It’d take too long to go around.”

“What about that?” Kamilla exclaimed suddenly.

The girls suddenly turned around and saw approximately three feet away from the bridge some vines that extended all the way to the other side.

“They look strong enough!” Kamilla said just as she reached out to grab one.

“Kamilla, wait!” Traude ordered “We must send the lightest first.”

“Oh yes, quite right.” Brianna said smugly.

It suddenly dawned on Brianna and she turned around to see everyone staring at her with their arms crossed and Bertha tilted her head and smirked.

“That would be me isn’t it?” Brianna inquired.

“You think?” Nadja said.

Brianna sighed in defeat and soon walked over to where the vines were. She took a deep breath, exhaled and then grasped onto the vines. Carefully and slowly she climbed up and down the vines with some of then getting wrapped around her legs.

“D-Do you need help Brianna?!” Beate called out “I could come over!”

“No I’m fine!” Brianna replied “Just…need to…gain a footing is all!”

And lo and behold, just after she finished saying that one of the vines snapped and she almost fell into the water. But she managed to grasp onto some more vines with her feet and hands and managed to stop herself with her nose just inches above the water. But something caught her eye in the water.

She saw a group of small, silver fishes radically change direction and swim the other way. As unusual as this was, she didn’t have time to worry about that as she properly began to regain a grip on the vines. She regained her footing just as her feet smacked into the water.

“Brianna!” Ophelia exclaimed.

“Get out of the water!” Barbara called out.

“It’s alright!” Brianna said as she pulled herself up “Everything’s under control!”

Pretty soon, Brianna was above the water and back on the vines, water dripping from her soaking wet feet. At last, she managed to stumble onto the other side and sighed a massive sigh of relief. That woozy feeling she got before climbing onto the vines suddenly came flooding back and she felt like she had a headache. She shook her head and then sat up and looked at the river.

This time, however, she noticed bubbles appearing in the distance to her left.

“Something’s not right. Not at all.” she muttered to herself before turning to face the girls “Girls! Stay where you are girls!”

But her exclamation was too little too late as now ALL the girls were clambering onto the vines and hanging on for dear life whilst also trying to avoid falling into the water. Bertha, however, was having particular trouble as her sister Bridget had inexplicably stopped on front of her.

“What are you doing, Bridget?!!” Bertha all but screamed.

“I don’t know…” Bridget said drunkenly “…I feel…woozy…”

“Well, this is not the time for that!” Bertha said as she shook her head “Now move over!”

Brianna, meanwhile, was flummoxed by all this. She was surprised then to see Traude land to her right and then brush herself off.

“You made it.” Brianna said.

“Of course I did.” Traude said “I’m more agile then you think.”

Traude then looked to her left and almost gasped. Brianna looked where she was looking and blinked in surprise.

Just on the other side of the river banks and from behind some trees emerged a pure white stag. But as soon as the stag appeared it stopped and looked directly at Brianna and Traude, the sun glistening off it’s fur.

Brianna had never seen a stag of that color before was stared at it in amazement. She then heard something creak right next to her and turned to see Traude. She was loading an arrow from the bows and arrows she’d gotten from Beorn and was looking directly at the stag.

“W-Wait…” Brianna slurred groggily “…don’t do that.”

Traude completely ignored her and never tore her gaze from the stag. The stag did the same, but somehow Traude felt as if it was looking inside of her. As if it could see into her soul. Unable to handle the stress anymore, she raised her bow and arrow and fired, causing Brianna to gasp. The arrow, however, completely missed the stag and hit a nearby tree, causing the stag to bolt away before Traude could regain her senses and reload. Brianna sighed in disappointment and glared at Traude, much to Traude’s surprise.

“I told you not to do that.” Brianna said “It’s bad luck and now look what you’ve done.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Traude said “Getting out of this wretched forest is luck in of itself.”

Suddenly, their attention was broken by a loud splash and they turned to look at the others.

“Dwarf overboard!” Dorothea barked.

Bridget had passed out and fallen into the water with a loud splash. Bertha, Daniela and Beate were busy trying to get her out. Thankfully, they’d managed to grab her via the back of her gown.

“Come on, you wimps!” Daniela said “Pull!”

Gerlinde then stepped in to assist and finally, with all their might they pulled Bridget out of the water, with her entirely soaked in water.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, twelve of the thirteen members of the company managed to clamber onto the other side and they flopped Bridget onto the other side. Bertha quickly rushed to her sister.

“Bridget, are you okay?!” she demanded “Speak to me!”

“No, mommy.” Bridget suddenly muttered “Let me stop No Heart.”

“She’s fine.” Barbara said with an annoyed sigh.

“Wait…where’s Ophelia?” Gerlinde demanded.

“Hold on!” Ophelia answered “Here I come!”

Ophelia was now a few feet away from the other side and motioned for the others to move forward a little bit. They did so dragging Bridget with them.

“Okay!” Ophelia said “Here I come!”

And with that, she took a deep breath, exhaled and then jumped the three feet between her and the other side and landed as best she could.

But the second she landed on the other side then a massive amount of water burst up followed by gigantic creature. It had a crocodile-like head and sharp teeth as long as any one of the girl’s hands was wide and had flippers like a dolphins and a tail like a tadpoles. It snapped at where Ophelia used to be and then splashed back into the water, breaking the vines and the branches of trees as it did so. The girls shrieked in fear and Ophelia scrambled to where they were.

As the vines and branches were broken, a duck fell out of one of the trees and as it tried to open it’s wings, the creature burst out of the water and snatched the duck by the head and blood sprayed all over the monster’s face. It then dove back into the water, with a small wave splashing onto the other side and some it soaking the girls.

As they creature swam away, the girls hearts were still racing and sweat dripped down their necks and cheeks. Barbara felt as if she’d have a heart attack.

“T-This forest going to be the death of us.” Ottilie said.

“Yup.” Traude replied.

“I-I think we should s-s-stay away from rivers from this p-point on.” Bertha stammered.

“Yup.” Traude repeated.
The Adventures of Brianna Baggins Chapter 32
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Into Mirkwood we go! 
“Remember, you have to leave the ponies to me once you reach the forests edge.” Beorn said.

“No problem.” Gillian said “I have a photographic memory. At least that’s what they’re calling it. But I myself have a question for you.”

“What is it?” Beorn inquired.

“Why now?” Gillian demanded “What is it that’s made Azog the Defiler crawl from his hole?”

“There is an alliance between the orcs and the sorcerer in Dol Guldur.” Beorn replied.

“What?!” Gillian barked in shock “How do you know this? I thought only Ramona knew.”

“She’s not the only one who understands animals.” Beorn replied “And unless you think me mad, I have heard about this from wandering tradesman.”

“It would seem so.” Gillian said “But please tell me, what do you know of this sorcerer? This…Necromancer?”

“I know he’s not what he seems.” Beorn said “Evil things are drawn to him. It’s not natural. Each day packs have been seen gathering there.”

“That IS troublesome.” Gillian said.

“Gillian!” Traude called out from behind.

They turned to see Traude riding up to them on her pony only to stop just two feet away from Gillian.

“You need to hurry.” she said “Time’s wasting.”

“I’ll be along.” Gillian said “Go back with the girls.”

Traude nodded and trotted off. Gillian just started to walk away when Beorn cleared his throat.

“There’s more.” he said as Gillian turned to face him “Recently, it was rumored that the dead were seen walking near the High Feels of Rhudaur.”

“T-The dead?” Gillian asked “Oh goodness.”

“Are there tombs in those mountains?” Beorn inquired.

Gillian thought about this. She tried to remember her conversation with the White Council. Back in Rivendell. It seemed so long ago. She then remembered what Gerwazy had said about the tombs. ‘The tombs of the High Feels of Rhudaur’ is what he had said. Gillian was now growing more and more concerned about this situation. The connection between Azog and this Necromancer couldn’t be a coincidence. And yet nothing about it made sense. She sighed and looked back at Beorn.

“Yes.” she finally said “There are tombs there. I’ve never seen them myself.”

“I was afraid of that.” Beorn said “I remember a time when a great evil oppressed these lands. Similar in power to this Necromancer. If that evil has returned, we must tell the White Council.”

“I did that already.” Gillian said “Silvana the White says it’s not possible.”

“What do you think, Gillian the Grey?” Beorn pointed out.

Gillian sighed. Even Silvana had a tendency to be wrong about things. And she couldn’t continue this journey with the girls with them not only in danger of being killed by Azog or eaten by Smaug but of a worse fate.

“I don’t know.” Gillian said as she tilted her sunhat slightly “But one way or another, I’m going to find out.”

Suddenly an all too familiar howl echoed through the air. Gillian heard the girls gasp just a few feet away but she and Beorn remained calm.

“Go now.” he said calm but firmly “While you have the light.”

“No need to tell me twice.” Gillian said just as she ambled away.


The wargs howl sent chills down everyone’s spines. Beate gasped in fright and gripped her ponies reigns tightly. She suddenly felt something touch her left hand and she turned to see Bertha with her right hand on Beate’s left and a comforting look on Bertha’s face.

“It’s okay.” she said “I’m here.”

At the end of the group, Gillian mounted her horse and Dorothea looked at Beorn with great concern on her face.

“You must move quickly!” Beorn said as he came to a halt between two trees “Your hunters are not far behind!”

“Come on then girls!” Gillian said “We best be off!”

The girls began galloping away but Dorothea remained for a few moments, unable to tear her gaze away from Beorn.

“W-What about you?” Dorothea asked.

“Don’t worry about me.” Beorn said “Now go!”

Dorothea sighed in defeat. She wanted him to come with them but then again he probably could handle the orcs himself and she didn’t want to be a nuisance. She nodded and then galloped after the other, leaving Beorn alone in the woods.


During their long trek, the girls took time to look at the scenery as they rode. The sun shone over the beautiful grassy fields lined with dense, wooden forests and beyond that mountains that stood tall and hard. If they weren’t in such a hurry, they might have stopped for a rest but the faster they rode, the less likely the orcs would catch up to them.

Finally, after a few hours of riding the girls finally caught sight of something straight ahead. It was a forest that seemed to stretch for miles with black, yellow and red leaves on the trees. But the forests edge was lined with twisted, black, leafless trees that stood up like wooden headstones.

The closer they got as they finally came to a stop at the forest edge the more it began to look like this Mirkwood Gillian and Beorn had discussed.

“Here we are girls.” Gillian said “The entrance of Mirkwood.”

That pretty much confirmed the girls theory and they all began dismounting. Daniela quickly looked around the surrounding area.

“No sign of the orcs.” she said “We seem to have luck on our side.”

“Or that.” Dorothea said as she motioned for them to look behind them.

They all turned around and saw Beorn in his bear form standing on top of a hill in the distance. Nadja and Ottilie looked at Dorothea who was smiling like a silly person. Ottilie and then Nadja then looked at each other and grinned smugly. As soon as Gillian got off her horse, she grasped her staff and cleared her throat.

“Set the ponies loose!” she ordered “Let them return to their master!”

“You heard her.” Traude said “Set them loose.”

Gillian then began to walk towards the forest entrance where a smooth, stone road began that lead into the forest. Brianna then started to follow after her but she caught sight of the blackened, lifeless trees at the forests edge and stopped.

“Gillian, I don’t think this is a good idea.” she said.

Gillian suddenly stopped as she entered the forest and turned to Brianna with a shocked look on her face.

“What?” she asked.

“Well…this forest just feels…sick.” Brianna replied “It’s almost like a disease lies upon it. Is there no way around?”

“I’m afraid not.” Gillian said “The only other ways are north 200 miles and twice that distance south. I suggest you go back to the others.”

Gillian then continued her walk deeper into the forest along the path whilst Brianna rejoined the group. She sat down on a small log and put her hands on her pocket. She suddenly felt the ring in her pocket. She began to twirl it around with her fingers and a very strange feeling came over her.

It was actually a feeling that she’d been having for a good long while. But it was always the same. It was whenever she twirled that ring. She liked twirling that ring. Feeling it rub against her fingers. It was her secret to keep and hers alone. It was precious to her.

Then, suddenly, all the sound around her suddenly started to become muffled and that eerie whisper she’d heard the night at Beorn’s house went through her ears again, only this time it was clearer. The ring…was talking to her.


Gillian, in the meantime, kept on the path. As she walked her thoughts went back to more of what Gerwazy had said after the White Council’s meeting had been adjourned and before she left to follow after the girls. ‘Something moves in the shadows unseen.’ he had said ‘We must beware the Necromancer. Gillian, my friend, if our enemy has returned we must know.’

It was then that she noticed something. Right next to her was a statue of an Elvish princess now covered with over-grown kudzu weeds and ferns. But there was something about this statue that just didn’t feel right. And the closer she got to the statue, the more this feeling grew.

Finally, she grabbed the kudzu, took a deep breath and ripped it off. When she did, it revealed a reptilian-like eye painted in dried blood and written under it was something in Elvish, when Gillian took a closer look it read this:



The second Gillian ripped that kudzu off the statue, Brianna suddenly felt as if her chest was caving in and she gasped, promptly drawing her hand out of her pocket at lightning speed. When she did so, the pain disappeared as suddenly as it had arrived. She grasped her chest and tried to calm herself down. Bertha suddenly rushed over with Beate.

“Oh, goodness! Are you hurt?” Beate asked.

“Shall we send for Dorothea?” Bertha inquired.

“N-No.” Brianna panted “I’m…I’m alright. No need to fret.”

Bertha and Beate then gave her suspicious looks. Brianna began wringing her hands nervously.

“Alright.” Beate said “But if you need help, come to us and we’ll get Dorothea.”

Brianna nodded and Beate and Bertha walked off. Now alone, Brianna soon returned her thoughts to what the heck had happened. She didn’t how it happened or why but she certainly didn’t want it to happen again.

They won’t take my ring. she thought to herself It’s mine. Not theirs.


Gillian was deeply troubled by this. It seemed every day more and more signs kept telling her that Azog appearing out of Moria, the sudden appearance of this Necromancer and now this blood-stained drawing were evidence that these were not coincidences. She couldn’t stand by and do nothing anymore.  Gerwazy and Ramona were right. She had to act.

But then she remembered the girls. She glanced back at them as they finally finished un-bridling the last of the ponies. She couldn’t abandon them. They needed her. Greatly so.

Why must these emotions be so vexing? she thought.

She then realized something. A terrible realization. If she didn’t investigate and stop whatever was going on, the girls would have worse problems then a grumpy dragon on their hands. Either Azog would run them down and kill them or the Necromancer would find them himself and do horrifying things to them that Gillian didn’t want to think about. And worse…what if he didn’t stop there? What if he was planning to enslave the whole land?

She bit her lip and tapped her staff on the ground. She wasn’t going to let that happen. Not by a long shot. She had a job to do.

“I guess it’s off to the High Feels then.” She muttered to herself as she began to walk towards the girls.
The Adventures of Brianna Baggins Chapter 31
Boy this one took a bit longer then expected. But yay Mirkwood! 
Everyone quietly sat at Beorn’s table whilst he poured them milk in rather large mugs. He finished pouring Traude a glass while she observed him with suspicious eyes.

“So you’re the dwarf princess Oakenshield?” Beorn asked.

“Yes.” Traude said “But I won’t be a princess for long.”

“I see.” Beorn said “Tell me this, though. Why is Azog the Defiler hunting you?”

“Wait…you know of Azog?” Traude asked with sudden interest “How?”

“My kind were the first to live in the mountains.” Beorn replied “Then the orcs came down from the north. The Defiler killed most of my family….” he stopped for a moment to seemingly look at the floor before returning to the conversation “…including my two daughters.”

Dorothea gasped softly and put her hand over her mouth, though to be fair everyone was taken aback by this. Nadja and Ottilie took notice. Beorn, in the meantime, continued his conversation.

“But some skin-changers he enslaved.” he said somberly “Not for work, you understand. But for sport.”

It was at that moment that both Dorothea and Brianna noticed something on Beorn’s left wrist. A rusted, old, broken chain that seemed to be glued to his skin. Brianna gulped nervously and returned to sipping her milk.

“It seemed caging my kind like wild animals and torturing them amused him.” Beorn went on as he filled Dorothea’s mug.

“You poor, poor man.” Dorothea said in a heartbroken tone, looking up at him.

“Are there others like you?” Brianna piped up.

Beorn turned to look at her with a saddened look on his face.

“Once there were many.” he said softly.

“A-And now?” Brianna asked.

Beorn then slowly turned away from Brianna and stepped forward a bit with his back turned towards the group. It pained him to recall all of this. Having to remember the orcs jeering and laughing at him as they stabbed him with flaming hot swords and gave him his many scars. Having to remember how he barely escaped them with his life. Having to remember the laughter of his two daughters. He then sighed and closed his eyes.

“Now there’s only one.” he said as his voice broke.

Brianna then felt very sorry that she’d asked and looked at everyone else around her who kept to themselves but she noticed something Dorothea did just as Beorn walked towards the fireplace.

Just as Beorn turned away from the girls, Dorothea slowly reached out her right hand to touch his own right hand as he was close enough for her to do so. She was hoping to comfort him in a way he hoped would understand. But no sooner then she touched his hand then he walked towards the fireplace, his fingers slipping away from her own. She then retracted her hand with lightning fast reflexes and sighed before taking a sip of her mug.

“You need to reach the mountain before the last days of autumn.” Beorn said turning to Gillian who was smoking her pipe “Is that not correct?”

“You are correct.” Gillian replied “We must get there before Durin’s Day.”

“Well then you’d better hurry.” Beorn said “You’re running out of time.”

“Exactly.” Gillian responded between puffs “This is why we’re going to pass through Mirkwood.”

“I’d be wary if I were you. The forest is not what it once was.” Beorn said “A darkness lies upon it. Monsters dwell beneath the trees. I would not venture there unless I had no choice.”

“Oh, how wonderful.” Daniela sarcastically whispered to Barbara.

“We’ll take the Elven road.” Gillian said “That path is still safe.”

“Not exactly.” Beorn said “The wood-elves of Mirkwood are not like their kin. They’re less wise and more dangerous and violent.”

Nadja gulped nervously and bit her lip. Mirkwood was sounding less and less amusing every minute. Beorn then looked straight at Traude who had walked across the room and was standing just behind Kamilla and Frieda who were at the edge of the table that was facing the front door.

“But it doesn’t really matter.” he said “You have an even bigger problem on your hands.”

Traude then blinked in surprise and turned to face Beorn.

“What do you mean, if I may ask?” Traude demanded.

“These lands are crawling with orcs.” Beorn responded as he started walking towards her “And you’re on foot. You’ll never reach the forest alive.”

Traude glared at Beorn. Of course there were orcs all over the place. She didn’t need this skin-changer to tell her the obvious. Beorn then stopped right behind Dorothea and briefly looked at her. Dorothea looked at him innocently, waiting for what he’d do next. Beorn then noticed a little white mouse scurrying across the table. He picked it up with his right hand and held it tightly before looking back at Traude and resumed approaching her.

“I don’t like dwarves very much.” he said “They’re greedy. And blind to the lives of those they deem lesser then they’re own.”

He stopped right in front of her and the two aggressively stared at each other for a few moments. The girls waited for something, anything, to happen. Brianna fiddled with a kitchen fork underneath the table. Dorothea prepared to get up and say something in hopes of easing the tension.

“But I hate orcs more.” Beorn finally said as he placed the white mouse gently on the wooden railing.

Everyone sighed with relief and Dorothea put her hand over her chest as she sighed and sat back down. Beorn then looked back to Traude who was smirking.

“What will you need?” Beorn inquired.

“Depends.” Traude replied “What kind of livestock do you have?”


As Beorn prepared to get them their mode of transport, the girls were busy in the front yard making sure their gowns were nice and clean. They’d washed them yesterday afternoon and were now busy under the trees brushing off the hay and grass from inside.

“I hope he doesn’t give us cows.” Bertha said “Cows don’t smell all that nice.”

“Doesn’t matter what he gives us.” Barbara said “As long as it get’s us where we need to go.”

“How many days exactly do we have till Durin’s Day?” Brianna inquired innocently.

“Summer’s probably passed.” Traude said “We must be in autumn by now. And even then I wouldn’t know what day it is.”

Brianna, who was sitting under one of the trees, looked up at the tree and the sky around. There was not a single cloud in the sky. A gentle breeze blew through the air. The leaves cast shadows on Brianna and the girls and the sun gleamed through the leaves.

“At least it’s nice out.” she said “Reminds me of home.”

Home. Brianna missed her home. As exciting as this adventure had been, she knew that she couldn’t wait to get home and sleep on her warm soft bed again and smell the magnolias which grew in her garden. And the stories she’d tell. No one back home would ever believe her.

But then again, maybe keeping her friends in the dark about that was a good thing. They didn’t have to know everything. Especially her ring. That especially she’d keep a secret.

At the tree nearest the hedge wall, Kamilla, Frieda, Ottilie and Nadja were relaxing.

“Hey, where is Dorothea?” Kamilla suddenly asked.

“She’s inside washing her face.” Nadja said.

“Oh yes she must…” Ottilie said as she suddenly started giggling “…must look good for her beau.”

Nadja suddenly found herself giggling too. Kamilla and Frieda were perplexed by this.

“I beg your pardon?” Frieda asked.

“You didn’t notice?” Nadja replied trying to hold back a giggle.

“Notice what?” Kamilla inquired.

“The way she was looking at Beorn.” Ottilie giggled.

“Wait…” Kamilla and Frieda said as it dawned on them.

“Are you saying that Dorothea…?” Kamilla asked.

Nadja and Ottilie nodded and now Frieda and Kamilla were the ones giggling. Kamilla in particular almost gasped but covered her mouth.

“Oh my goodness, she likes him?!” she exclaimed quietly.

“I surely think so!” Nadja said “She couldn’t tear her eyes off him!”

“Now we must keep this quiet!” Ottilie said “Can you imagine how’d she’d react if she found out we knew?”

“She’d probably smack you on the back of head is what.” Frieda said.

“Well, let’s keep the fact that we know her little secret our little secret.” Nadja said “Deal?”

“Deal.” Ottilie, Frieda and Kamilla said in unison.


Dorothea quietly exited the bathroom after drying her face. She then made her out to the back where Beorn had been chopping wood earlier that day. Only problem was he wasn’t there. At least from what she could see. She then heard a pony neigh and she turned to her left to see Beorn herding about twelve black and white ponies and one rather large grey horse.

She nervously bit her lip, with her hands clasping into fists and began walking towards him. She began running over what to say to him in her head but every conclusion she came to was either too forward or would anger him.

It’s okay, Dorothea she thought to herself Don’t overcomplicate things. Just go over and say hello.

“H-Hello again!” she stammered.

“Oh it’s you.” Beorn said after turning to her.

“So…I see you’ve gotten us our ride.” Dorothea asked.

“Huh?” Beorn asked.

Dorothea suddenly felt very nervous and started blushing like a silly person.

“I meant the ponies.” she said awkwardly.

“Alright then.” Beorn said “You should probably be preparing to join your friends.”

“Quite right.” Dorothea said “May I walk with you?”

“I don’t see why not.” Beorn responded.

He then clicked his tongue and the ponies started trotting between the house and the hedge wall with him trailing behind leading the grey horse by the reigns. Dorothea followed and soon was right next to Beorn (there was enough space between the wall and the house for them and the ponies to squeeze through.)

“So…you built this house yourself?” Dorothea piped up.

“Yes I did.” Beorn said “I did have some help from some merchants.”

“It’s pretty big.” Dorothea chuckled shyly “I mean, well, you’re big yourself.”

“I guess I am.” Beorn chuckled.

A rather serious question then popped into Dorothea’s mind. She nervously thought about whether or not it was worth asking. But she mustered up her courage and turned to Beorn.

“I-I didn’t know you had a family.” she said calmly.

Beorn was taken aback by this and stopped for a moment and the horse did to. He looked at Dorothea, who had never once taken her eyes off him.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” he sighed before clicking his tongue and resumed leading the horse to the houses front.

“I’m sorry about your loss.” Dorothea said “I wish I could have met them.”

Finally, the two finally emerged to the front where all the girls were busy saddling up. Dorothea picked the pony closet to Brianna as her steed when Gillian walked up to the two of them.

“I see you two are getting along well.” she said before turning to Beorn “Now then, Beorn, would you mind if we discuss the rest of the plan privately?”

“Of course.” Beorn said.

Gillian curtsied and began walking off. Beorn then looked at Dorothea who was now smiling.

“I hope to see you again soon.” she said “When all this is over of course.”

“We’ll see.” Beorn said.

Dorothea then carefully climbed onto the pony and gripped the reigns tightly. And with that he walked off without saying another word. Dorothea chuckled softly and felt herself blushing. Good heavens, could her face get any redder?

Her thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat right next to her. She quickly turned to her right to see Brianna who was trying to sustain a giggle.

“What?” Dorothea inquired.

“N-Nothing.” Brianna said.
The Adventures of Brianna Baggins Chapter 30
Yay! We're making progress.

Happy Thanksgiving by the way. :)
Brianna was sleeping soundly when she suddenly felt something fuzzy touch her nose. She groggily woke up to see a massive bee on her nose. She carefully and gently wiggled her nose not wanting to aggravate the bee. The bee soon flew away buzzing as it went and Brianna quickly got up and brushed the hay off her dress. She then looked to her side and saw her clothes and pack placed right next to her. She looked behind her and saw all the girls gathered around the kitchen table discussing something she couldn’t hear.

Dorothea then popped up behind Brianna from a pillar, fully dressed with her shawl wrapped around herself. She then tapped Brianna on the shoulder and Brianna gasped when she saw her.

“Oh I’m terribly sorry.” Dorothea said “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No it’s alright.” Brianna chuckled.

“W-Would you mind telling the others I’m outside?” Dorothea asked.

“Sure.” Brianna said.

“Thank you so much.” Dorothea said before she walked off and headed for the door.

Brianna then smiled and then ran towards the kitchen to where the others were and finally caught up on their conversation.

“Let’s just leave before he knows we were here.” Daniela hissed.

“Don’t be a fool.” Barbara said “I want to leave to. But Gillian and Traude have led us this far. Let’s let them decide.”

“Sounds sane to me.” Ophelia said.

“I think we should at least talk to him first.” Gillian said just as she noticed Brianna “Ah there you are Brianna.”

“Well, good morning, Miss Baggins.”  Traude said “Did you sleep well?”

“Yes I did.” Brianna said “Thank you for asking.”

“Well, it seems like we’re all accounted for.”  Gillian said.

“Oh wait!”  Brianna barked “Dorothea isn’t here.”

Everyone’s eyes suddenly darted to Brianna who gulped nervously. Ottilie and Nadja looked particularly worried. Usually their sister rarely did stuff without them.

“Where is she?” Nadja inquired.

Brianna looked around nervously. Gillian, much to Brianna’s surprise, looked just as concerned as Nadja and Ottilie. Brianna sighed and knew she had to tell the truth.

“She went outside.” she said.


Dorothea carefully walked out of the door and then looked straight ahead of her. Beorn was just ahead of her, chopping wood rather loudly. She could now see from behind that he had shorter hair then she thought and was wearing a ragged, dark jacket and pants. She quietly approached him and every time his axe came down on a new block of wood she shuddered but didn’t stop walking until she was just two feet behind him.

Okay now Dorothea she thought to herself Don’t embarrass yourself. Just go up and say hello.

She then looked at Beorn and took a deep breath.

“H-Hello.” she stammered.

Beorn’s ax slammed onto another block of wood and Dorothea gasped softly.  Strangely he didn’t continue chopping wood but rather looked as if he was staring out at something in the distance.

“I’m terribly sorry to disturb you.” Dorothea said “B-But I just wanted to know who you are. You are Beorn are you not?”

“Yes I am.” Beorn replied in a surprisingly average voice considering his alter ego “But I’m not entirely sure who you are.”

Dorothea suddenly found herself giggling and blushing at the same time. She bit her lip and cleared her throat. So far, so good. She didn’t want to mess this up.

“Well, my name is Dorothea.” she said “Daughter of the dwarf-”

She suddenly slapped her left hand over her mouth as Beorn suddenly slammed his ax so hard that it actually became dented slightly in the tree stump even after the wood he was chopping was cut in half. She suddenly remembered what Gillian had said when they’d arrived. ‘He’s not over-fond of dwarves.’ she’d said. And now, Dorothea looked as white as a sheet.

Damn it! she thought I messed up! I’m doomed!

Beorn turned around to face her, holding his ax with both hands, with a very cross look on his face. And Dorothea looked up at him but then suddenly her fear died away and her hand dropped back to her side while her mouth was still hanging open.

Beorn was not at all like how Dorothea imagined. He had a short, smoothly cut, albeit dirty dark colored beard and short hair of the same color and he had bright blue eyes. He was currently wearing the same dark jacket and pants from last night and the ax he was holding was as long as he was tall.

The same thought from last night rushed back to Dorothea’s mind as her heartbeat accelerated and her cheeks slowly started turning red.

Wow. she thought He’s…he’s handsome. Very much so.

“Why are you here?!” Beorn suddenly demanded.

Dorothea was snapped back into reality and she mustered up what little courage she could and cleared her throat.

“B-B-Before I answer, p-please listen to me.” she stammered “I know you’re not fond of dwarves but I’ve not come to harm you. I just wanted to know who you were.”

Beorn then looked at this dwarf woman. She was actually quite lovely for a dwarf. And didn’t seem to be threatening him.

“Go on.” he asked suddenly intrigued.

“Okay then.” Dorothea said “My friends and I we needed a place to stay. We’re on a journey you see and we needed shelter.”

“You brought others?” Beorn asked.

Dorothea turned her held gaze away from Beorn and looked at the house. She couldn’t tell him how many of them there were in the house and she knew that aggravating a man of Beorn’s size and strength wasn’t the best move.

“Just a few.” Dorothea said as she turned back to him “But I’m not a threat. But you can kill me if you see me as such.”

Beorn thought about this. This dwarf woman seemed to be telling the truth. And she wasn’t carrying any weapons. Just a shawl she had wrapped around her arms.


“What the hell is wrong with her?!” Nadja hissed.

The girls were watching Dorothea and Beorn from the back door and windows of the house while Bertha was watching from the window closet to the door. They’d all rushed over there the moment Brianna had told them Dorothea was outside. Every time his ax went down they all shuddered.

“She’s lost her mind she has!” Gerlinde whispered “What’ll we do?”

“Let’s get her back inside and run for the hills!” Bridget barked quietly.

“No!” Gillian hissed “That would be the worst thing you could possibly do!”

“And why is that?” Traude asked.

“Because the last person who startled him was torn to shreds!” Gillian replied.

Beate gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth. Brianna bit her lip nervously. Even Traude seemed concerned about this.

“We need him to help us pass through Wilderland or else we’ll be hunted down.” Gillian said.

“Oh no!” Bertha gasped “He’s turning towards her!”

To say the girls were frightened out of their minds when Beorn turned around from chopping wood was an understatement. It was even harder as they were trying to stay quiet.

“If he harms one hair on our sister’s head I’ll tear him apart!” Ottilie whispered.

“Agreed!” Daniela said.

“Enough of this!” Gillian hissed “I will handle this myself.”

“How?” Brianna inquired.

“I’ll speak with him myself.” Gillian replied calmly “Now girls step back a bit okay?”

The girls obeyed and stared at Gillian, waiting for what she’d do next. Gillian then looked at Bilbo and motioned for her to come forward.

“Brianna, come with me.” Gillian said as Brianna approached “The rest of you wait until I give the signal but you must come out in pairs.”

“Why?” Beate inquired.

“We don’t want to over-crowd him.” Gillian said before turning to look at Bridget “Actually, Bridget, you technically count as one so you should come alone.”

“Oh sure make fun of the fat one.” Bridget said rolling her eyes.

“Remember, wait for the signal.” Gillian said as she and Brianna walked out the door.

“Yes, ma’am.” Bertha said as she nodded.

“What signal would that be?” Frieda asked suddenly.

Bertha turned and was about to answer when it suddenly clicked in her brain that Gillian hadn’t told them what signal would be and Bertha’s eyes grew as big as dinner plates.

“I…I have no idea.” she finally said.


Gillian and Brianna walked out the door and walked straight towards Beorn and Dorothea, with Dorothea facing Beorn who in turn was looking at her as she was talking. As they got closer they caught wind of their conversation.

“…I’m not a threat. But you can kill me if you see me as such.” Dorothea said.

Upon hearing that Gillian stopped four feet behind Dorothea and Brianna hid herself behind Gillian. Gillian then cleared her throat and Dorothea and Beorn turned to look at her.

“Who is this?!” Beorn demanded.

“Oh I’m so terribly sorry.” Gillian said “Let me introduce myself. My name is Gillian. Gillian the Grey.”

“Never heard of you.” Beorn said.

“I can explain.” Dorothea said turning back to Beorn “She’s a wizard and one of the friends I mentioned.”

“Is this true?” Beorn asked.

“Yes.” Gillian said “It’s strange though you haven’t heard of me. Have you heard of my colleague Ramona the Brown? She dwells just on the borders of Mirkwood and-”

“Who is that one?” Beorn demanded suddenly grasping his ax tighter.

Gillian looked behind her and saw Brianna shaking like a leaf and then she waved nervously at Beorn as she walked out into full view

“Oh this is Brianna Baggins of the Shire.” Gillian said turning to Beorn.

“She’s not another dwarf is she?” Beorn inquired.

“Absolutely not!” Dorothea barked “She is a hobbit! The only thing we share is that we’re…well…shorter than the average person.”

“I see.” Beorn said never once letting go of his ax “A dwarf, a wizard and a half-ling. How did you get here?”

“Oh, well that’s where it get’s complicated.” Gillian said “You see, we’ve narrowly escaped a rather annoying escapade with some goblins in the mountains.”

“Why did you go near goblins?” Beorn asked flabbergasted “Sounds like an incredibly stupid thing to do.”

“Oh yes it is!” Gillian said while doing a strange hand motion.

Suddenly Daniela and Barbara ran out from the house and curtsied as they introduced themselves. Beorn was perplexed to say the least. Gillian sighed and rolled her eyes. Dorothea did the same.

“I forgot to mention that…um…several of our company are, in fact, dwarves.” Gillian said.

“Wait…there’s more?!” Beorn demanded.

“Now hold on a second.” Gillian said making another hand gesture.

And suddenly Nadja and Ottilie ran out and curtsied before looking to their sister. Dorothea began to feel very nervous and looked to Beorn with concern.

“Ottilie and Nadja at your service!” her sisters said as they curtsied again.

“I don’t want your service!” Beorn barked “Wizard, you’re looking less like a group and more like a travelling circus!”

“Excuse me?!” Nadja said flabbergasted “We are not a travelling circus!”

“Are there any more of you in my house?” Beorn demanded.

Gillian sighed and turned towards the house. “Come on girls!” she yelled “You might as well show yourselves!”

There were was a kafuffle from inside and all of the girls rushed outside and then curtsied at the same time. Beorn sighed and placed his ax on the ground so that he could lean on it.

“Is that all?” he sighed tiredly “Are there any more?”

“Yes.” said a voice.

And finally, Traude walked out into full view and leaned against one of the outside beams and looked to Beorn.

“You’re the skin-changer I presume?” she asked.
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