Book 6: Act 2 - Men-I-Naurgrim
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When Rathar is seen to, Finn returns to the Dwarves to help as he can. There is little work he can do to help with the burial, and so he takes his lute and hums a sad tune. For a moment, sunlight seems to penetrate through the thick foliage of Mirkwood, and the Lakeman can see signs of animal life in the high canopy. For a moment, there was more to this forest than the brooding Shadow.
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Even as she stabilizes Rathar, Varuthil hisses with frustration. Grimly, she says, "He will remain in this world for now, but my leechcraft is not enough to draw the poison from his system." Her face is pale and taut with anger. Nodding at Finn's suggestion, she helps move Rathar into the Millfort.
Once she has made him as comfortable as possible, she leaves. She gazes in morbid fascination at Brok's broken corpse, then turns and stares off in the direction Tauler went. She clenches her fists so tight her nails draw blood. She blames herself for Brok's death and Rathar's perilous state, having been one of those pushing to fight Tauler. So eager to kill the thing of Shadow has she been that she had forgotten what the cost might be to her companions. She says nothing to the others, but just stands there staring into the forest, pale and tense.
Once she has made him as comfortable as possible, she leaves. She gazes in morbid fascination at Brok's broken corpse, then turns and stares off in the direction Tauler went. She clenches her fists so tight her nails draw blood. She blames herself for Brok's death and Rathar's perilous state, having been one of those pushing to fight Tauler. So eager to kill the thing of Shadow has she been that she had forgotten what the cost might be to her companions. She says nothing to the others, but just stands there staring into the forest, pale and tense.
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Bofri is silent a great deal after burying Brok. You can tell he takes his death hard, and Rathar's wounds as well. He sits on the doorstep gazing at the road that had held all his hopes and now they hold nothing but his fears.
The day grows on, minutes turn to hours, and hours turn to the setting of the sun and the coming of night here, a night that worries Tom, "We best thing about camp master Finn."
The day grows on, minutes turn to hours, and hours turn to the setting of the sun and the coming of night here, a night that worries Tom, "We best thing about camp master Finn."
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Sure," replies Tom, "You get a fire going just outside of the fort, while some of us should take a quick look around, to make sure it is indeed safe there. If so, it will be a defensible place for us. What do you think Varuthil? Shall we explore it a little?"
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Varuthil looks at Finn blankly for a moment, then takes a deep breath, returning from the thoughts she was lost in. "We may as well explore it--we paid a hard price to gain access to it. Let us make the price worth it."
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Borir overhears Finn and Tom talking and interjects himself into the conversation. "Bofri and I will join ya, Tom. Don't want to be wandering off in these parts alone. We'll bring enough wood back for a fire and some sharped branches for a perimeter ring."
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Making Camp in the Mill Fort
Tom looks at the fort, "Can't we have the camp inside this place? Seems safer and more comfortable to me."
He might be right, the inside of the mill fort is a disaster, the old fort is crumbling and broken in places, and plants grow up through the floor or in through the windows. The old furniture is rubble and rot, making the whole place one debris field. Still you can make out this was once a guard like tower, with all the design and style of the dwarves of old. There are stone stairs that lead to the second floor.
Tom clears a place for a cook fire near a window so smoke can escape, and starts to set out bed rolls for Finn and himself in a nearby patch. He has a spare blanket he covers Rathar with and smiles at him whispering low, "Don't you worry Mr.Rathar, Varuthil's an elf and she'll have you back on your feet soon enough. We drove that nasty attercop away, and it won't be coming back any time soon." He gets the fire going with Borir and the other's help and soon he frying up some fatback and green tomatoes for dinner with what's left of the dwarf cram bread.
He might be right, the inside of the mill fort is a disaster, the old fort is crumbling and broken in places, and plants grow up through the floor or in through the windows. The old furniture is rubble and rot, making the whole place one debris field. Still you can make out this was once a guard like tower, with all the design and style of the dwarves of old. There are stone stairs that lead to the second floor.
Tom clears a place for a cook fire near a window so smoke can escape, and starts to set out bed rolls for Finn and himself in a nearby patch. He has a spare blanket he covers Rathar with and smiles at him whispering low, "Don't you worry Mr.Rathar, Varuthil's an elf and she'll have you back on your feet soon enough. We drove that nasty attercop away, and it won't be coming back any time soon." He gets the fire going with Borir and the other's help and soon he frying up some fatback and green tomatoes for dinner with what's left of the dwarf cram bread.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Finn nods at Tom's good work and begins to investigate the millfort ruins.
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Varuthil joins Finn, looking around with curiosity at the old ruins, hungry for any lore she might discover, however minor.
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Rathar stirs in his sleep, muttering from some fever dream of walking trees with egg legs.