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“ You there, elf! ”
Thorin is struggling with a barrel full of weapons of his own make, attempting to hold all of the axes, swords, and staves together whilst also keeping the barrel from spilling them onto the ground into a fine mess. He takes a strained breath, his thigh the only thing holding the barrel at bay.
“ I would appreciate your help, if you feel so generous.. ”













