Arlómë watched the squabble between the group rise with growing annoyance. Arlómë sighed. Was this the group that was supposed to save Erebor? Here they stood, watching the dwarves get into an argument with the elves-as usual. He watched the man, Kaldon, take the dwarf that had gotten into fight, out into the forest for a little chat. Obviously, they knew eachother enough to hold private discussions. He had the feeling that something was not quite right. And as the dwarf,Hogar, returned alone, he grew more suspicious. He also noticed Bali and Burzdol walk off and then return. Something definetely was going on. Maybe I should have a chat with Bali, he thought.
If they were going to argue over whether to take Caradhras or not, maybe another suggestion should be thrown into the midst of discussion. “How about we take the High Pass through the Misty Mountains? All we have to do is head due east towards the mountains. The High Pass is east just outside of Rivendell. It would be faster and safer than Caradhras. But of course, it is in the Misty Mountains, so it does have its fair share of danger. The Misty Mountains have become more dangerous than before since Mordor fell. Its somewhat of a last stronghold for those orcs and goblins that still remain united. That was were the hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, found the One Ring when he was traveling with Thorin Oakenshield.” Arlómë paused. “Well, how about it?”
Before he had his chat with Bali, Arlómë decided to observe the group some more. "Well, should we go for the High Pass?" he asked once more.
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