The end of Dragon Tide closed with the great banquet held by King Bard. We were honored to meet Bombur and again see Bilbo. Elabrimborn and Aegir entertained us with their poetry, song and stories. Many eyes were drawn to our Fellowship of the Whiskey Drinking Bear. Our tales shocked those in attendance and brought honor to our group. Aegir is now known as Spider Stomper and I was pleased for him to begin to be accepted by the Kings Guard.
I never imagined that this night would be so special. My toast to the beautiful ladies of the tournament won great favor with my Mair. We danced the night away and my hopes are high that we will be together. The words King Dain shared with me gives me hope that she will one day be mine. The invitation to spend Yule with the King was greater than I could ever have imagined.
Although we enjoyed ourselves throughout the night, we were nervous that something ominous would happen and relieved when the party ended without incident. We traveled the next day with Gandalf back to my homeland. It was good to return to my Erebor. Our hopes were high that Gandalf and Saruman would cure Legelaven. We were totally unprepared for the events that followed.
Seeing Anklebiter in such pain was heartbreaking. Our emotions were high. When she announced that she was free of the pain, we thought that she might be at her end. To then see that green light spew forth from her and into Gandalf’s face will never be forgotten. Waking up in that hell hole of a necromancer’s lair and seeing Caradog the Bear Beater was even more shocking. I never dreamed even in nightmares that I would come face to face with a dead man and even more shocked to see someone that I had been part of killing.
To see all those poor souls killed in such a horrible manner brought forth such fury in me. I was almost lost to it when the visions of Mair dying were cast into my mind. Vengeance consumed me and my actions in that evil place and it still makes me uneasy at times. I must not let that happen again or I could lose all that I have gained. We were fortunate to have escaped and recover the palantir. We can only pray that this has weakened the necromancer enough to defeat him.
My time with Mair during Yule will always mean the world to me. Spending those evenings with my precious is so special to me and our relationship continues to grow. I am truly committed to her. I do believe I have won over the King. Mair will be mine as soon as I prove myself to the ladies and lords of the court. Saving Gandalf from this strange magic may be just what is needed. I have put a lot of time into forging the twin of that evil bracelet for Saruman so that we can undo what has been done to Gandalf and AnkleBiter.
I was pleased to correspond with all the new people that we have befriended. I was especially proud to make crafted mugs for Gerald that depicted our great DragonTide battle and send these to him. The herbs, barley and hops that he returned to me made the most delectable beer ever tasted in Erebor. The kind words returned from Elabrimborn, Legolas, Thranduil and Loreth were delightful and I was happy to strengthen our bonds of friendship. It was noted to read that Loreth wanted to hear again Elabrimborn’s song and to look upon shooting bow with him. I could not forget the chef at Isengard and sent to her a new set of custom pots that I made to show my gratitude.
My last letter to Bilbo brought a great chuckle to me as he challenged me to raise my song and story telling skills so that I could compete with the big boys. As Yule draws near to its end, my heart is burdened to leave Mair but I know that I must face the evil necromancer and help to find a way to cure Gandalf and AnkleBiter.