Bruce: [ear to the ground] there are soldiers nearby...
Bruce: [ear to the ground] five
Damian: [crouched nearby] the ones we are seaching for?
Bruce: most likely, we should- [falls silent]
Damian: [peers into the distance] a horse. Alone, approaching quickly.
Duke: [reaches them and reins in his horse] Bruce!
Bruce: Is there an issue?
Duke: I guess that depends on your perspective, but yes, most likely.
Duke: Ok, so Barbara went to Rivendell a while ago, and Dick decided to go join her there, but he got a little impatient and might have decided to go through Moria.
Duke: Yeah, I know. I think it mostly had to do with that conversation he had with Jason when they were both- uhm- inebriated- in Osgiliath.
Bruce: What conversation?
Damian: [makes a noise of understanding] the dare
Duke: So anyway, now Barbara, Dick, and the Rivendell elves are trying to herd the Balrog back into Moria-
Duke: And they sent me to get some help.
Damian: -tt- why not call on Cain and Brown?
Duke: They might have instigated a revolt among the Dwarves.
Damian: [sniffs] I care little of the Dwarven rabble and their petty fights
Duke: [rolls his eyes] oh keep quiet Damian
Bruce: [through gritted teeth] how?
Duke: From what they told me, Steph was having a drinking contest with Mjöðvitnir and Þrór, and she started mocking them for being made by one of the Valar instead of Ilúvatar and it just went downhill from there.
Damian: [snorts] Well they are a lesser-
Duke: So, you two are the only ones who can aid us with the Balrog. We should ride out immediately.
Bruce: Wait, what about Tim and Jason? Last I heard they were near Old Bombadil's forest.
Duke: Yeah they're in Mordor
Duke: Anyway should we go or-?
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