Bombur looked up from the largest stein of beer he had ever been presented with.
"Don't go worrying about such things, Fili. I'm sure Thorin has thought of something already. We didn't come all the way over here to recruit a hobbit for nothing, am I right?"
A few others nodded their heads in agreement. What was important now was how to get there.
The first part of their journey would likely be the easiest one. the lands on this side of the Misty Mountains had not been afflicted of the hardships that plagued other parts of the world. However, and Bombur did not quite like it, these lands also housed a lot of elves.
"Will we be able to cross the mountains without passing through Rivendell? I don't reckon those stinky elves would take kindly to a throng of dwarves intruding on their property. And for that matter, I don't suppose any of us are very fond of elves either!"
"Hear, hear. I concur wholeheartedly", Dwalin shouted.
Upon hearing these words, Thorin exchanged a look with Balin, but decided to say nothing for the time being.
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