that is when I saw him; the young dwarf prince facing down the pale orc. he stood alone against this terrible foe, his armor rent, wielding nothing but an oaken branch as a shield. azog the defiler learned that day that the line of durin would not be so easily broken.
are you asking me to stay, elizabeth? i’m saying that everything that matters to you is in cornwall. where did you think i was going? to london. your uncle said.. my uncle is mistaken. then what are you doing? i lost sight of something. i came in search of it. having found it, i am going home.