((I’m sorry to say that now but I’ve to go on hiatus again. Reasons under the cut.))
“Yes, there are a lot of things to do like you said before” Thorin sighed and looked to his nearly empty mug. It was a good morning and a bad evening but right now it looked better. The leader ordered new ale and smiled weakly: “It is not so funny and great to be the leader of something like many people think. I have to fight for staying alvie every day as well.”
Vala raised her eyebrows while she emptied her mug. “So ya want t’ tell me tha’ ev’ry day people try t’ kill ya? Can’t imagine tha’ ya’ve t’ fight fer ya life ev’ry ‘our. Most dwarves ‘ere admire ya an’ are yar loyal followers. O’course, there are some who don’t accep’ ya as king but I’ve neve’ ‘eard tha’ ya get attacked ev’ry day. …Or was this jus’ a…” The female dwarf needed a moment before she found the correct word. “…a metaphor?”
“So after we spoke about that we can go to the nice things. I ask you for it because I had a long day and I am tired of political talks for today” Thorin did not want to speak any longer about it. He wanted to enjoy his free evening who could say how many he would have from this in the future. “Like you could tell me why do you up that long.”
The jewelry maker nodded when he asked her for changing the topic. She also prefered it to talk about easier stuff. Vala had no place in the political world of dwarves and so it was always hard for her to discuss about it - although she liked it to tell others her opinion.
“Why I’m still awake? Isn’t it obvious? I’m not tired, th’ evenin’s still youn’ an’ I needed some ale in my blood. Why’re ya still up? Too busy with th’ thoughts?”
“Balin is not for it as well and he’s my closest advisor. So you see that is it not but when you see it as wrong how can you really come with me then? It’s your free choice if you come with me or not but like I said before I can’t promise you will come back here. A dragon is not a small warg and we have no idea if there will not dangerous situations. Maybe whole middle-earth will be against us.”
“Neve’ said tha’ I think this ques’ is wron’. I jus’ said tha’ I think ya should tell yar people ‘bout it. Th’ ques’ itself gets my whole support.” she replied with a smile. After taking a gulp from the ale, she set the mug down again. “I want t’ come with ya. I want t’ ‘elp ya t’ reclaim th’ Lon’ly Mountain an’ t’ tear up th’ ass of this filthy dragon. What Middle-Earth thinks ‘bout it, doesn’t matte’ t’ me. Don’t ‘ave a problem with people ‘atin’ me an’ I don’t give a fuck on their opinion. Ya shouldn’t care ‘bout it, too. It’s yar ques’, yar decision. Ya don’t lis’en t’ my advice, then ya also shouldn’t lis’en t’ th’ words of Men an’ othe’ persons.”
Thorin sighed and gave his best to stay calmly. “When you think so then you have no reason to join my company. I will do what I think and I will not ask somebody for the permission. You can accept it or not but I do what I see as right. This is all what I have to say about this topic for now.” With that the older dwarf took his mug and looked to Vala. “I would not be happy when I start to fight about something what is long ago decided. We can drink together here as friends or I will leave.”
“Didn’t say tha’ ya can’t do what ya want. It’s yar decision, not mine. Jus’ gave ya an advice.” She took her mug but did not drink from it. Instead of it, she stared at Thorin for a while before she opened her mouth to speak. “Though we aren’t frien’s, I prefe’ it if ya stay ‘ere an’ drink with me. I accep’ yar decision an’ I’m sure ya know what ya’re doin’.” Vala had often doubted some of Thorin’s decision but she had always accepted and respected them and in the end everything went well. Probably it would be the same in this case. “I assume ya don’t want t’ ‘ave me in yar comp’ny if I’ve a diff’rent opinion?”
Feel free to kick Ji.
((You are always so nice to me -kicks Ji-))
((Some action would be good but I think I’m bad in every RP at the moment…))
((It annoys me so much that Vala isn’t my Vala anymore. I don’t feel her anymore. She seems to be so different. I want my fucking stupid, bold lass back but I don’t know how. And breaks doesn’t help. I want my badass Vala back who would kick everyone into their crotches…))
Thorin accepted much but not that somebody spoke like that about such a important plan. He knew very well what was wrong or right but also that there were things nobody should know about. “Then tell me Vala. What do you think would my folk do when they hear the leader leaves his people together with his heirs for a quest which will ends with a big chance into death. That they’re here without a leader and the real guarantee of safety. And then think about the truth that we live from the trade with others. I know my kin is loyal but when they drink you can never be sure what they say without their own knowing and there are people just waiting to get the gold of our folk. Would you really speak so easily about something like that?” His voice was more cold like he wanted but he knew very well what he was doing.
Vala noticed that Thorin did not like her questions and that he seemed to get angry but it did not impress her. She would say what she thought like she always did, even when the king was sitting in front of her. Just because she liked to be a loyal follower of him, it did not keep her away from saying her honest opinion.
“So ya’ll leave yar folk without any saf’ty?” she asked with a slight snort. “Ya want t’ go away an’ yar kin ‘as no one who protects them in th’ meantime? When ya’re so aware of th’ fact tha’ there are some dang’rous people amongs’ us, why don’t ya take precautions? Then ya wouldn’t ‘ave t’ worry ‘bout such thin’s. Furthe’more people will notice afte’ a while tha’ ya’re gone an’ it would ‘appen what ya expec’.”