Romans & histoires Gollum Hobbitses Quote

After Ramon left, an old man with a very frightening appearance appeared. “Is Shimer's prophecy really coming true?” he said in a trembling voice making Erebus immediately take the glass glass that was on the table after that threw it right into the wall behind Gollum, making Gollum immediately move backwards and finally hide behind the table even though he sometimes always annoyed Erebus but he was a loyal enough servant and followed Erebus and obeyed his every word

The first thing I was greeted with was a tomato flying my way which went past me to a man behind me. Did I mention these people had amazing throwing skills? I walked up to an inn that was known to have stables and I was met with a little dwarf. "Welcome milady. A fine girl you got there." Hobbit said as I dropped two gold coins in his hands. "Cut the nonsense Hobbit. If you did what you tried to do to my horse next time, I'll slit your throat and sell your organs to buy my girl back." I threatened as he rubbed his hands and laughed.

Our conversation began telepathically, as we continued to walk. “You do know that goblins are notorious for their love to money and women, right? What would happen if I got kidnapped?” I blurted out anxiously. For a moment, Clairmont side-glanced me with the most scrutinizing look, before he replied, “Even if they kidnap you, I doubt they will get anything from a shrimp like you.”

His quiet words cut through the air, a stark reminder of the dangers lurking within the palace walls. “She isn’t nice, Mummy,” Thorin whispers, his concern visible. “She wants to hurt you.” His words send a shiver down my spine, confirming my already known knowledge. Forcing a smile for Thorin, I nod. “She’s gone now. Shall we explore this room together?” I suggest, hoping to distract him from the unsettling encounter. As we walk around the room, we look at the palace’s relics; I tell Thorin tales of each item’s history.

' I told my wolf. 'F*ck you, hooman. You always put me in trouble with your stupidity and arrogance!' Thorin fired back.

Once again, the elves voiced their skepticism at such outrageous words. "That can't be possible! Goblins do not possess the intellect to use magic items!" shouted the female blonde elf warrior. The scholarly-dressed male elf stepped forward and picked up the magic item. Summoning a silver engraved cube box in his hand, the top of the cube opened and he dropped the ring inside. Once inside, the aura around the cube and the man glowed a faint blue, disappearing a minute later.

“Yeah. Little good it does, I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.” Haldir huffed as he mulled it over. “I’d wager that little voice in your head has an important message.” Ben looked in his hand at the knife and chuckled. “Yeah that figures, doesn’t it? He’s probably popping off the secret to life and the directions to Atlantis and I don’t speak a damn word of the language.” Thorin chuckled out behind Ben as he took aim again. Ben closed his eyes and took a deep breath then opened them and threw the blade. It sunk deep into the stump, then the hard piece of tree fell in two before him.

She walked to the doorway, leaning against the frame. Liam sat on the edge of the bed. He opened the book. He cleared his throat. "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit..." His voice was deep, resonant, filling the small room. He didn't just read; he performed. He gave Gandalf a gravelly, wise voice. He made the dwarves sound grumpy and loud. Ethan was mesmerized. He lay perfectly still, his eyes fixed on Liam's face, hanging on every word.

I said, my voice carrying a hint of sarcasm. Thorin chuckled, the sound deep and warm. “You’re impossible.” “And you’re annoying,” I shot back, taking a sip. The wine burned a little as it went down, but it felt good, comforting even. “But I’m right,” he said, sounding smug. “You need rest. Tonight was rough enough.” I laughed a little, shaking my head. “Rest? After what just happened? Not a chance. My head’s spinning, Thorin. That thing… it wasn’t just some animal. It was something else.”

I lifted his paw and pressed it against my face, rubbing it slightly up and down, as he had done to me. "Ah!" He squinted, as he very enjoyed the rub, and leaned over, pressing his face against my other cheek. "Gollum." “All right, all right, that tickles. Don't come any closer...” I pushed away his body which kept moving towards me. At this moment, the function of the mucus on his body was revealed. My fingers pressed on his body but couldn't stop him at all, he was like a dolphin, just holding his body down, 'sizzling' out of my hand, two claws around my neck.