Stiring Darkness in the Mountains

Grima crawled forward towards the entrance of the mountains only pass and peered out through blazing eyes lit with a deep glowing fire. He snorted and drew back in side as it bagain to rain and the clouds darkened the sky.

Aeldrim blundered through the rocky path as he continued his search for a dwelling in the mountains witch he so fondly called The Misty Mountains,. He noticed somthing slither back into its hole and went to have a look. He held his axe tightly in his hands.

Naivin followed Aeldrim close behind and had seen the face of the figure from afar. In her left hand she heald her smooth white bow. In her other hand she heald loosly the quiver of an arrow. "Remember, Aeldrim, do not attack with out cause." She whispered to him