36 - Thorin (06)

The innkeeper hastily came up with the pitcher, filled with new ale for the grateful Bombur, as he had just gotten out of a lookout shift as well as recieved a fresh ale. "Enough!", Thorin said to the waiter as well as to his fellow dwarves. "It is time for us to leave this place, and even if it weren't the time that were the issue, some of you have had enough to drink for this early hour as well and we have a long journey ahead of us." Fili felt embarrased as it was quite apparent that Thorin was referring to him as the one who had had enough. Thorin arose from the table and lifted his pitcher to the other dwarves. "Finish what you have in your pitchers and then it is time for our adventure to begin. There will be no more beverages like this for quite some time so enjoy it. To adventure!" The other dwarves answered him with a loud "To adventure", and all of them except Balin and Fili chugged the wonderful remains of their glasses. Fili, of course, had nothing left to drink, and Balin would rather enjoy what he had left a little bit longer. "Fili! Kili! Lead us to our means of transportation, as I hope you have prepared them well for us. Balin! If you insist on sitting here alone with your drink I would rather you were at least on the lookout for our two missing companions." Thorin and his entourage thereafter left the tavern in a perfectly straight, single, file, as seems to be the favourite way for dwarves to get from one place to another.