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... Have we meet?
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Behold the mighty Smaug, King Under the Mountain. Indeed, the stories were true, for amidst the glorious mounds of gold and various treasures lurked the legend himself. Born of fire and smoke; his breath was nothing less than death itself. His wings, were in fact, magnificent enough to conjure a brilliant hurricane. Teeth, unmistakably swords and claws, yes - sharpened spears.
The disgusted sneer of a beast disturbed from his slumber unveiled itself within the light provided by his own fire, which shone through the armored scales along his breast. An unpleasant encounter for any intruder that sought his riches or his demise.
"Perhaps I should give you time to beg me to let you live," he spoke aloud, jowls moving to form the words with malice, "Or shall I kill you now, thief?"
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"Bilbo? You doing well over there?" Kili asked quietly, looking the hobbit over.