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Fearing that it was Thro´r, he began to creep near, but there came a voice from within the gate: Come on, beardling. We can see you. But there is no need to be afraid today. We need you as a messenger. Then Na´r came up, and found that it was indeed the body of Thro´r, but the head was severed and lay face downwards. As he knelt there, he heard orc-laughter in the shadows, and the voice said: If beggars will not wait at the door, but sneak in to try thieving, that is what we do to them. If any of your people poke their foul beards in here again, they will fare the same. Go and tell them so. But if his family wish to know who is now king here, the name is written on his face. I wrote it. I killed him. I am the master. Then Na´r turned the head and saw branded on the brow in dwarf-runes so that he could read it the name azog. That name was branded in his heart and in the hearts of all the Dwarves afterwards. Na´r stooped to take the head, but the voice of Azog1 said: Drop it. Be off. Heres your fee, beggar-beard. A small bag struck him. It held a few coins of little worth. Weeping, Na´r fled down the Silverlode; but he looked back once and saw that Orcs had come from the gate and were hacking up the body and flinging the pieces to the source crows. Such was the tale that Na´r brought back to Thra´in; and when he had wept and torn his beard he fell silent. Seven days he sat and said no word. Then Azog was the father of Bolg; see The Hobbit, p. 1 1074 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS he stood up and said: This cannot be borne. That was the beginning of the War of the Dwarves and the Orcs, which was long and deadly, and fought for the most part in deep places beneath the earth. Thra´in at once sent messengers bearing the tale, north, east, and west; but it was three years before the Dwarves had mustered their strength. Durins Folk gathered all their host, and they were joined by great forces sent from the Houses of other Fathers; for this dishonour to the heir of the Eldest of their race filled them with wrath. When all was ready they assailed and Pubg gameloop cheats pc one by one all the strongholds of the Orcs that they could find from Gundabad to the Gladden. Both sides were pitiless, and there was death and cruel deeds by dark and by light. But the Dwarves had the victory through their strength, and their matchless weapons, and the fire of their anger, as they hunted for Azog in every den under mountain. At last all the Orcs that fled before them were gathered in Moria, and the Dwarf-host in pursuit came to Azanulbizar. That was a great vale that lay between the arms of the mountains about the lake of Kheled-zaˆram and had been of old part of the kingdom of Khazad-duˆm. When the Dwarves saw the gate of their ancient mansions upon the hill-side they sent up a great shout like thunder in the valley. But a great host of foes was arrayed on the slopes above them, and out of the gates poured a multitude of Orcs that had been held back by Azog for the last need. At first fortune was against the Dwarves; for it was a dark day of winter without sun, and the Orcs did not waver, and they outnumbered their enemies, and had the higher ground. So began the Battle of Azanulbizar (or Nanduhirion in the Elvish tongue), at the memory of which the Orcs still shudder and the Dwarves weep. The first assault of the vanguard led by Thra´in was thrown back with loss, and Thra´in was driven into a wood of great trees that then still grew not far from Kheled-zaˆram. There Frerin his son fell, and Fundin his kinsman, and many others, and both Thra´in and Thorin were wounded. 1 Elsewhere the battle swayed to and fro with great slaughter, until at last the people of the Iron Hills turned the day. Coming late and fresh to the field the mailed warriors of Na´in, Gro´rs son, drove through the Orcs to the very threshold of Moria, crying Azog. Azog. as they hewed down with their mattocks all who stood in their way. Then Na´in stood before the Gate and cried with a great voice: Azog. If you are in come out. Or is the play in the valley too rough. Thereupon Azog came forth, and he was a great Orc with a huge iron-clad head, and yet agile and strong. With him came many like him, the fighters of his guard, and as they engaged Na´ins company he turned to Na´in, and said: What. Yet another beggar at my doors. Must I brand you too. With that he rushed at Na´in and they fought. But Na´in was half blind with rage, and also very weary with battle, whereas Azog was fresh and fell and full of guile. Soon Na´in made a great stroke with all his strength that remained, It is said that Thorins shield was cloven and he cast it away and he hewed off with his axe a branch of an oak and held it in his left hand to ward off the strokes of his foes, or click at this page wield as a club. In this way he got his name. 1 A PP ENDIX A 1075 but Azog darted aside and kicked Na´ins leg, so that the mattock splintered on the stone where he had stood, but Na´in stumbled forward. Then Azog with a swift swing hewed his neck. His mail-collar withstood the edge, but so heavy was the blow that Na´ins neck was broken and he fell. Then Azog laughed, and he lifted up his head to let forth a great yell of triumph; but the cry died in his throat. For he saw that all his host in the valley was in a rout, and the Dwarves went this way and that slaying as they would, and those that could escape from them were flying south, shrieking as they ran. And hard by all the soldiers of his guard lay dead. He turned and fled back towards the Gate. Up the steps after him leaped a Dwarf with a red axe. It was Da´in Ironfoot, Na´ins son. Right before the doors he caught Azog, and there he slew him, and hewed off his head. That was held a great feat, for Da´in was then only a stripling in the reckoning of the Dwarves. But long life and many battles lay before him, until old but unbowed he fell at last in the War of the Ring. Yet hardy and full of wrath as he was, it is said that when he came down from the Gate he looked grey in the face, as one who has felt great fear. When at last the battle was won the Dwarves that were left gathered in Azanulbizar. They took the head of Azog and thrust into its mouth the purse of small money, and then they set it on a stake. But no feast nor song was there that night; for their dead were beyond the count of grief. Barely half of their number, it is said, could still stand or had hope of healing. None the less in the morning Thra´in stood before them. He had one eye blinded beyond cure, and he was halt with a leg-wound; but he said: Good. We have the victory. Khazad-duˆm is ours. But they answered: Durins Heir you may be, but even with one eye you should see clearer. We fought this war for vengeance, and vengeance we have taken. But it is not sweet. If this is victory, then our hands are too small to hold it. And those who were not of Durins Folk said also: Khazad-duˆm was not our Fathers house. What is it to us, unless a hope of treasure. But now, if we must go without the rewards and the weregilds that are owed to us, the sooner we return pubg game download game loop our own lands the better pleased we shall be. Then Thra´in turned to Da´in, and said: But surely my own kin will not desert me. No, said Da´in. You are the father of our Folk, and we have bled for you, and will again. But we will not enter Khazad-duˆm. You will not enter Khazad-duˆm. Only I have looked through the shadow of the Gate. Beyond the shadow it waits for you still: Durins Bane. The world must change and some other power than ours must come before Durins Folk walk again in Moria. Read more it was that after Azanulbizar the Dwarves dispersed again. But first with great labour they stripped all their dead, so that Orcs should not come and win there a store of weapons and mail. It is said that every Dwarf that went from that battlefield was bowed under a heavy burden. Then they built many pyres and burned all the bodies of their kin. There was a great felling of 1076 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS trees in the valley, which remained bare ever after, and the reek of the burning was seen in Lo´rien. 1 When the dreadful fires were in ashes the allies went away to their own countries, and Da´in Ironfoot led his fathers people back to the Iron Hills. Then standing by the great stake, Thra´in said to Thorin Oakenshield: Some would think this head dearly bought. At least we have given our kingdom for it. Will you come with me back to the anvil. Or will you beg your bread at proud doors. To the anvil, answered Thorin. The hammer will at least keep the arms strong, until they can wield sharper tools again. So Thra´in and Thorin with what remained of their following (among whom were Balin and Glo´in) returned to Dunland, and soon afterwards they removed and wandered in Eriador, until at last they Pubg gameloop cheats pc a home in exile in the east of the Ered Luin beyond the Lune. Of iron were most of the things that they forged in those days, but they prospered after a fashion, and their numbers slowly increased. 2 But, as Thro´r had said, the Ring needed gold to breed gold, and of that or any other precious metal they had little or none. Of this Ring something may be said here. It was believed by the Dwarves of Durins Folk to be the first of the Seven that was forged; and they say that it was given to the King of Khazad-duˆm, Durin III, by the Elven-smiths themselves and not by Sauron, though doubtless his evil power was on it, since he had aided in the forging of all the Seven. But the possessors of the Ring did not display it or speak of it, and they seldom surrendered it until near death, so that others did not know for certain where it was bestowed. Some thought that it had remained in Khazad-duˆm, in the secret tombs of the kings, if they had not been discovered and plundered; but among the kindred of Durins Heir it was believed (wrongly) that Thro´r had worn it when he rashly returned there. What then had become of it they did not know. It was not found on the body of Azog. 3 None the less it may well be, as the Dwarves now believe, that Sauron by his arts had discovered who had this Ring, the last to remain free, and that the singular misfortunes of the heirs of Durin were largely due to his malice. For the Dwarves had proved untameable by this means. The only power over them that the Rings wielded was to inflame their hearts with a greed of gold and precious things, so that if they oven scrambled eggs them all other good things seemed profitless, and they were filled with wrath and desire for vengeance on all who deprived them. But they were made from their begin1 Such dealings with their dead seemed grievous to the Dwarves, for it was against their use; but to make such tombs as they were accustomed to build (since they will lay their dead only in stone not in earth) would have taken many years. To fire therefore they turned, rather than leave their kin to beast or bird or carrion-orc. But those who fell in Azanulbizar were honoured in memory, and to this day a Dwarf will say proudly of one of his sires: he was a burned Dwarfand that is enough. 2 They had very few women-folk. Dı´s Thra´ins daughter was there. She was the mother of Fı´li and Kı´li, who were born in the Ered Luin. Thorin had no wife. 3 p. 268. A PP ENDIX A 1077 ning of a kind to resist most steadfastly any domination. Though they could be slain or broken, they could not be reduced to shadows enslaved to another will; and for the same reason their lives were not affected by any Ring, to live either longer or shorter because of it. All the more did Sauron hate the possessors and desire to dispossess them. It was therefore perhaps partly by the malice of the Ring that Thra´in after some years became restless and discontented. The lust for gold was ever in his mind. At last, when he could endure it no longer, he turned his thoughts to Erebor, and resolved to go back there. He said nothing to Thorin of what was in his heart; but with Balin and Dwalin and a few others, he arose and said farewell and departed. Little is known of what happened to him afterwards. It would now seem that as soon as he was abroad with few companions he was hunted by the emissaries of Sauron. Wolves pursued him, Orcs waylaid him, evil birds shadowed his path, and the more he strove to go north the more misfortunes opposed him. There came a dark night when he and his companions were wandering in the land beyond Anduin, and they were driven by a black rain to take shelter under the eaves of Mirkwood. In the morning he was gone from the camp, and his companions called him in vain. They searched for him many days, until at last giving up hope they departed and came at length back to Thorin. Only long after was it learned that Thra´in game test laptop pubg been taken alive and brought to the pits of Dol Guldur. There he was tormented and the Ring taken from him, and there at last he died. So Thorin Oakenshield became the Heir of Durin, but an heir without hope. When Thra´in was lost he was ninety-five, a great dwarf of proud bearing; but he seemed content to remain in Eriador. There he laboured long, and trafficked, and gained such wealth as he could; and his people were increased by many of the wandering Folk of Durin who heard of his dwelling in the west and came to him. Now they had fair halls in the mountains, and store of goods, and their days did not seem so hard, though in their songs they spoke ever of the Lonely Mountain far away. The years lengthened. The embers in the heart of Thorin grew hot again, as he brooded on the wrongs of his House and the vengeance upon the Dragon that he had inherited. He thought of weapons and armies and alliances, as his great hammer rang in his forge; but the armies were dispersed and the alliances broken and the axes of his here were few; and a great anger without hope burned him as he smote the red iron on the anvil. But at last there came about by chance a meeting between Gandalf and Thorin that changed all the fortunes of the House of Durin, and led to other and greater ends beside. On a time1 Thorin, returning west from a journey, stayed at Bree for the night. There Gandalf was also. He was on his way to the Shire, which he had not visited for some twenty years. He was weary, and thought to rest there for a while. Among many cares he was troubled in mind by the perilous state of the March 15, 2941. 1 1078 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS North; because he knew then already that Sauron was plotting war, and intended, as soon as he felt strong enough, to attack Rivendell. But to resist any attempt from the East to regain the lands of Angmar and the northern passes in the mountains there were now only the Dwarves of the Iron Hills. And beyond them lay the desolation of the Dragon. The Dragon Sauron might use with terrible effect. How then could the end of Smaug be achieved. It was even as Gandalf sat and pondered this that Thorin stood before him, and said: Master Gandalf, I know you only by sight, but now I should be glad to speak with you. For you have often come into my thoughts of late, as if I were bidden to seek you. Indeed I should have done so, if I had known where to find you. Gandalf looked at him with wonder. That is strange, Thorin Oakenshield, he said. For I have thought of you also; and though I am on my way to the Shire, it was in my mind that is the way also to your halls. Call them so, if you will, said Thorin. They are only poor lodgings in exile. But you would be welcome there, if you would come. For they say that you are wise and know more than any other of what goes on in the world; and I have much on my mind and would be glad of your counsel. I will come, said Gandalf; for I guess that we share one trouble at least. The Dragon of Erebor please click for source on my mind, and I do not think that he will be forgotten by the grandson of Thro´r. The story is told elsewhere of what came of that meeting: of the strange plan that Gandalf made for the help of Thorin, and how Thorin and his companions set out from the Shire on the quest of the Lonely Mountain that came to great ends unforeseen. Here only those things are recalled that directly concern Durins Folk. The Dragon was slain by Bard of Esgaroth, but there was battle in Dale. For the Orcs came down upon Erebor as soon as they heard of the return of the Dwarves; and they were led by Bolg, son of that Azog whom Da´in slew in his youth. In that first Battle of Dale, Thorin Oakenshield was mortally wounded; and he died and was laid in a tomb under the Mountain with the Arkenstone upon his breast. There fell also Fı´li and Kı´li, his sister-sons. But Da´in Ironfoot, his cousin, who came from the Iron Hills to his aid and was also his rightful heir, became then King Da´in II, and the Kingdom under the Mountain was restored, even as Gandalf had desired. Da´in proved a great and wise king, and the Dwarves prospered and grew strong again in his day. In the late summer of that same year (2941) Gandalf had at last prevailed upon Saruman and the White Council to attack Dol Guldur, and Sauron retreated and went to Mordor, there to be secure, as he thought, from all his enemies. So it was that when the War came at last the main assault was turned southwards; yet even so with his far-stretched right hand Sauron might have done great evil in the North, if King Da´in and King Brand had not stood in his path. Even as Gandalf said afterwards to Frodo and Gimli, when they dwelt together for a time in Minas Tirith. Not long before news had come to Gondor of events far away. I grieved at the fall of Thorin, said Gandalf; and now we hear that Da´in APPENDIX A 1079 1080 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS has fallen, fighting in Dale again, even while we fought here. I should call that a heavy loss, if it was not a wonder rather that in his great age he could still wield his axe as mightily as they say that he did, standing over the body of King Brand before the Gate of Erebor until the click at this page fell. Yet things might have gone far otherwise and far worse. When you think of the great Battle of the Pelennor, do not forget the battles in Dale and the valour of Durins Folk. Think of what might have been. Dragon-fire and savage swords in Eriador, night in Rivendell. There might be no Queen in Gondor. We might now hope to return from the victory here only to ruin and ash. But that has been averted because I met Thorin Oakenshield one evening on the edge of spring in Bree. A chance-meeting, as we say in Middle-earth. Dı´s was the daughter of Thra´in II. She is the only dwarf-woman named in these histories. It was said by Gimli that there are few dwarf-women, probably no more than a third of the whole people. They seldom walk abroad except at great need.
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