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Thorin wasn't sure what to make of Kili's news about being in love with an elf maid. He'd always had a soft spot for that particular one and Fili was the one he'd appointed to be king in his place.

His dislike and distrust of elves ran deep, ever since the day the dwarves had been abandoned. And even though he'd turned down Thranduil's offer of peace some time ago it didn't matter because he still felt justified and satisfied with his decision.

But now that he was trying to figure other things out, Kili went and threw this at him. Fili hadn't failed to mention that the elf maid had saved Kili's life as well so that debt had yet to be settled now too.

Rather than waste more time on this matter, Thorin was encouraged by the burglar and a certain wizard to say thank you to her at the very least. The brothers had told him what the elf maid looked like and her name and whereabouts she could be found. So now it was up to him to try to figure out what to say or how to say it.

Keen eyes looked out over the horizon and then blinkingly up at the sky full of rain. Pulling his hood down over his eyes, Aragorn tried to figure out where he was headed. As a Ranger from the North he was very well traveled but he hadn't been absolutely everywhere there was to go on Middle Earth.

Shelter from the elements was his most pressing thought so he pulled his bag up a little higher to readjust the weight. Once shelter was found then he would worry about starting a fire and hunting for food.

Looking around once more, the ranger saw some caverns a small distance ahead so he would take shelter there. Aragorn even saw a small stream near it. Still, knowing that he might have unexpected company, he would be ready to fight if needs be.

A long time ago there were seven brothers, who took an Oath for the sake of the father they loved so dearly. That Oath drove them to terrible atrocities, and for that they were Exile and Accursed, and their names are a byword for terror. Yet, those who fought under their banners remember also their loyalty, their love, their strength of will, their might of arms. Their grief... and their mounting madness. The way desperation gave way to cruelty, and cruelty to malice. One by one, the brothers fell, and in the end only one was left. What happened to that one no one knows, for he vanished out of song and tale, and only the wild things know where he went.

Time passed, and a new Age began, and the tale of the brothers is a whispered story in the night, half-forgotten but never wholly. And the Woodland King raises an ellith with hair as red as flame, and the older elves murmur of that that hair has only be seen in one line, and wonder. War comes to the Lonely Mountain... and that that ellith makes a mistake. One slip. But that is all that is ever needed. And down by the Sea, a lonely minstrel lifts his head and sighs, and turns his steps inland to seek the last of his family. Duty is a harsh thing, but there are places he needs to be.

And the song of the birds carries the news that the last son of Feanor walks, and seeks an ellith with his mother's famous hair.

( ooc; so a really quick thing on kahlan and her powers and what not, imma try not to tldr this. she's a confessor, they're a group of women who were created by a wizard as a ways to get the truth without any doubt. the touch of a confessor destroys a person's free will, and they commit their lives to the confessor - and also tell the truth (this is sometimes used as punishment, kahlan also sometimes uses it while fighting because then yeah more allies... sort of! except the bad thing is the confessor becomes weak after using said power and needs to recover. the confessor's magic is supposed to come from love (since they do what they do in the name of justice, and they pretty much can't go around confessing people all willy nilly), but the more powerful ones have one that comes from vengeance and hate called con dar aka blood rage. basically they can confess multiple people without touching them and what not... kahlan hasn't been taught this/doesn't even know about it so when it happens on the tv show she basically goes bat shit.

SO MUCH FOR NO TLDR. ummm so yeah. au CAUSE YAY. maybe there are confessors in tolkien land (not many though, maybe they're being killed off) and kahlan is staying with the elves right now for reasons? IDK. I'M JUST GOING TO SHUT UP RIGHT NOW AND WRITE A THING. )

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Sometimes Kahlan couldn't help but wonder about her presence in Mirkwood. She could tell that some of the elves did not approve of her being there - some saw her as a human, a trespasser who was not to be trusted. Had it not been for the fact the first confessors had been created by a great wizard, and the wizards to this day still insisted on the importance of the confessors she doubted she would be welcome at all. She hadn't been called upon very often for her abilities the last time had been when a group of travelers had gotten lost - she had been asked to see if they were in any way a threat (they weren't).

Most of the time Kahlan would spend her days wandering the city, sometimes she would spend time with the children - but she mostly kept to herself, she just wanted the elves to see that should they need her she was there. Everyone knew what would happen should she touch one of them, there was an unspoken fear on both sides of what could happen.

Something is changing though, Kahlan can feel it in the air. She isn't sure what it is - but something is coming. In her early days with the elves she had wondered what it would be like to leave, now she couldn't help but wonder if she might have to. She was half tempted to go and speak to Thranduil, but there would be little point in that. If there was something coming she doubted he would acknowledge it unless it directly affected the elves. Instead she goes to seek out the red headed Silvan Elf. If anyone would listen to her it would be Tauriel.

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