Silmeriel rose, unconsciously unsheathing her wrist daggers. "Master Dwarf, we are not here to fight you if you come in good will. Alas, these times have made us suspicious. And the only way we will know for sure that you come with good intentions is if you open your mind to me. And I promise you- I would not look at your personal memories."

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Isteleth stood up fast and turned to her grandfather
"Grandfather please these dwafs will do us no harm if wwe just listen to them, please" she stared into Elronds eyes with a pleading look.

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Allorien looks at Alrik.
"The only reason you were fetched here by Lintapaire" She nods at the warg. "Is so that you could be included on the councils we are about to take. If we wanted to kill you, you would have been already. But we simply wish to know your stance on all these matters. You and your kin."

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Elenanna had silently moved towards where Isteleth stood, and she said through the telepathic bond that she, Isteleth, Annerueneth, and Falathiel shared, I agree with you, Isteleth..but I also agree with them as well on some counts.

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Borum looked at the elves and ecspecially the one, that was Elrond`s granchild and then turns his eyes at Alrik besides him while nodding towards the elf.

"At least some of these pointy ears can be reasonable...Let`s trie to get out of here soon as we can...Nice and peacefully..not arrows flying at our backs..."

Then he turns to the elves taking a comfortable stance.

"So are we getting anywhere here? because my clan members are just about here and they can take part in this council as much as I so you can escort them here..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Allorien looks at Borum.
"When your kin arrive, we shall hear what they have to say. Now, master dwarves, we have the matter of this mithril."

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Allorien looks at Borum.
"When your kin arrive, we shall hear what they have to say. Now, master dwarves, we have the matter of this mithril."

Borum nods.

"aye...I`m not going to help you with out a share of mine...I haven`t funded my expedition so, that you could take all the profit and almost 15 of mine clansmen didn`t die to have their bretheren to go back to Erebor empty handed."

Borum looked at the elves.

"I want at least 4/10 of the mithril"

Borum stood grave serious...

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Allorien stares at the dwarf.
"Master Dwarf," She says, making an effort to remain non hostile. "You made the wrong decision to come onto our lands and mine where you were not wanted. You may have 1/11 of all the mithril you have mined, and you and your kin will go back with your lives. We shall give you our protection to the edge of our lands."

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Alrik lowered his axe. His eyes seemed to spring to life at the mention of methril.
"Methril? have you found some?!"

Borum looks at Alrik.

"We found it and did all the work, but now these pointy ears want to take all the credit for themselves alltough they don`t even know how to dig it up! We died because of that mithril and they want the most of it!"

Borum sighs calming down.

"Right then...maybe you should reconsider when i put my offer in another way, if we won`t leave with our part of the mithril it`s not going to be nice. Besides you don`t even know where to find it and if you kill us it`s going to mean war! are really going to take, that risk?"

Borum looks at the elves.

"Or you could give me 2/10 of the mithril and buy those 2/10 from me for a reasonable price of course. So what is it going to be? A blood bath? Mithril for all? Or Mithril for the Elves and in exhcange mithril plus gold for the Dwarwes?"

Borum`s business man instict began to show

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Allorien waves her hands at Borum's argument.
"The fact still remains that you are our captive and have no right to tell us what to do. We offer you 1/9 of the mithril in addition to our protection against the orcs." She glares at Borum, as if daring him to refuse.

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Borum sighs looking at Alrik.

"Whats your opinion on this?"

Borum suddenly looks at every elf.

"Is that everyone`s opinion eh? Only one of you has dared to open his mouth for almost all the time! Don`t even have other opinions? But if you don`t and my kinsmen here doesn`t have a good suggestion i shall agree...at least crushing some orc skulls shall make me happier..."

Borum of course had back thoughts of his own....

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Elves don't deserve such fine materials. They would only make useless ornaments!"
Alrik was getting angry again.
"You shall have none and i am not your captive."

Allorien nods.
"Then we are in agreement."

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Allorien nods.
"Then we are in agreement."

Borum looks angry at Allorien.

"Did I ask YOU ANYTHING? I want to hear it from their mouths! not yours you self sentered pointy earred know it all elf! Does Elrond have anything to say? Or you?" *Borum points at Isteleth*"huh? or are you just mindless sheep following, that fools every word! You don`even know how to use mithril! You are poets or something not smiths! You weren`t created to be smiths! We were! It is our purpose! To shape the earth and its materials to something more beatiful than a person.."

Borum turns his stance agressive against Allorien ready to knock, that stupid elf down.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Allorien sighs.
"Master Dwarf, in civilized bargaining, one member of each party is chosen to speak to the other partie's representative. In this case, since you are my prisoner, I have been chosen to speak for us. Now kindly calm yourself so we may resume negotiations."

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