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I am here to help you.

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It is appreciated, but we need no help, Ranger.

[Aragorn smiles and shakes his cloak revealing the plashes of blood on it.]

The orc pack and the concerned elves outside says otherwise Master Dwarf.

[Thranduil scoffs.]

What help do I need from you?

[Oh good, someone to help! That means the Ranger can take care of this whole drunken Oni party shindig and Chibiterasu can go back to gorging himself on pork buns until he passes out, right?]

[please say yes]

[Aragorn looks over the party and mutters something in Elvish that would have made Legolas blush]

I do not do clean up...unless any of your are orcs?

Much if what I saw on the path happens again.

[Aragorn watches the king thoughtfully.]

Orcs heading for Lake Town, spiders in your woods....evil has come here.

[Nah, not orcs that Chibi's aware of. Hard to tell though, with all the Oni wearing those large paper talismans over their faces.]

*He eyes the blood but nods, perhaps even smirking a little*

Nothing we can't handle ourselves. Are you well, Ranger? Or is that simply the blood of our foes?

This is orc blood Legolas met me on the road and explained what had happened. We finished the last orc together.

[Thranduil is well aware of the Orcs and where they were headed. He'd warned Thorin Oakenshield that no good would come of his quest to the Lonely Mountain, but the stubborn Dwarf refused to listen.]

What happens in Lake Town is none of my concern. My people are handling the spiders.

What help do you offer? [Kili hasn't encountered any men ave for the few in Lake Town, and feels that he's rightfully wary.]

It should be.....for if they conquer Men then how long to do you think it will be before they come for the Elves?

[Aragorn smiles.]

I am a healer and a fighter Master Dwarf as well as a tracker. My people are not from Lake Town you see but Rangers from the North.

[Thranduil narrows his eyes, regarding the Man with cold contempt.] My Elves are more than capable of protecting our borders from the threat of Orcs.

[There's a moment of silence and then Kili lowers his bow, placated for the moment.]

I've heard tell of rangers. We may have use for you. What brings you so far south?

These are not like any Orc I have seen before my Lord......their power is stronger....darker. It would be wise to consider an alliance.

[Aragorn relaxes and his hands leave his sword hit and drop to his sides.]

Word sent to my foster fathers house by Gandalf...he said a great evil was moving toward your company and my skills would be needed.

Well, then.. if you are going to take away all of our fun...

[Aragorn laughs warmly.]

Oh there will be plenty more I assure you Master Dwarf. Orcs do not take defeat lightly.

There better be. I just had my swords sharpened just for the occasion.

I'm surprised you found a place willing to do that for you...Lake Town does not have many artisans.

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