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[translation] Elvish translation in brackets.

Skin Changer language. Words written in English like this are spoken in the Skin Changer tongue.

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The inspiration for this chapter is

You were walking along the road and you thought, Hmm, Gandalf said that there would be a mark on the door... let's see, there!!! Okay, now to find the door bell.

You knock on the door and a voice says, "NO THANK YOU!!!! I DON'T WANT ANY MORE DWARVES IN MY HOUSE!" He swings open the door and gasps."Wh-wh-o a-a-are y-y-you?" You grin in reply. Most people that meet you are shocked at your appearance. You normally wear a black cloak, as to not draw attention to yourself. You were told that you were born on the festival of midsummer's eve and the starlight caught you, as a natural consequence you were extremely beautiful (at least that's what you were told).

Your mind wonders at that moment and the hobbit shuffles awkwardly which catches your attention "Oh! So sorry, I was just lost in thought... Hello my name is Naurtinu, but you can just call me Naur. How do you do?"

The hobbit opens his mouth a couple of times before managing to get words out, "I am well thank you. How are you? My name is Bilbo!"

"Nice to meet you Bilbo. I am fine thank you. Do you mind if I come in?" You send him one of your dazzling smiles.

"O-o-of course. Please come in! I'm sorry, I quite forgot my manners. Please come in and eat something, tea or something a little bit stronger? Just say." He stutters,

"Thank you, Bilbo. May I have some tea?" you ask,

"Of course, of course, I'm sorry I about the mess, some dwarves showed up and they are destroying everything!" Bilbo fusses,

"Is Gandalf here?" you ponder out loud,

"Yes. Yes, he is." Bilbo replies to your pondering,

"Do you mind taking me to him, Bilbo?" you ask,

"It would be my pleasure! Come with me." Bilbo cheerfully replies, even as he watches dwarves destroying his house.

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                                                                                   [Two minutes later]

"Here he is, Naur." Bilbo grins triumphantly,

"Thank you again, Bilbo." You say as he walks off.

"Hello Naurtinu, I'm glad you came." Gandalf nods to you,

"Why have you brought me here Gandalf? I don't want these dwarves to attack me!" You growl.

"My dear there is no way......." he gets cut off by a growling voice,

"Who is That, Gandalf!?!" a dwarf named Thorin says,

"Umm, uhh....." Gandalf stutters,

"WHO IS IT?" Thorin shouts,

"A friend of mine, Thorin, no need to get angry!" Gandalf rebukes,

"Yes, it might be your friend, but I still want to know what it is, and who it is." Thorin snaps,

"I need to talk to her privately for a minute! So leave us now, Thorin." Gandalf says starting to get annoyed,

"No! I want to know who She is!" Thorin demands, not used to being defied.

"Come Naur, let's go outside to talk." Gandalf soothes to calm your agitation,

Before Thorin can object Gandalf leads you outside, "Sorry about that, my dear. Now, I would like you to come on a quest to help Thorin reclaim Erebor." Gandalf pleads,

"What?" you growl, "Why would I help Thorin?"

"Because I asked you too, NaurTinu dear, they really need your skills. Though they may deny it because of their stubbornness. Someone has to kill Smaug and it won't be dwarves. But I would deem it wise to not reveal your true nature, I think you should say you are an elf. I know they hate elves.... but they hate dragons even more." Gandalf says,

"I will go but only because of my hatred of Smaug." you sigh.

"Now, that this is settled, my dear, let us go inside." Gandalf gently commands,

As you walk into the house, Thorin comes barreling down at you, "What are you Naur, as Gandalf calls you?" Thorin snarls,

"I am an elf Thorin, and I am here to help you with your quest because Gandalf asks it of me! I will help you whether you want my help or not, so save your breath!!!" you snarl back,

"Gandalf!!! Not only and elf but a She-elf!" Thorin gasps,

"Yes Thorin, I am coming with you so we might as well be friends." You say in a melodious voice touched with magic to make it sound even more soothing, "I will just sit in the corner, and you carry on with whatever you were doing."

"O-o-okay u-umm whe-where were we?" Thorin stutters, still under your spell,

While you sit in the corner (having never taken your cloak off and your face was still covered in your hood) Gandalf tells Thorin and the others about there being another way into Erebor. Of course I know this but then again I know a lot of things, even through I am only 600 years old, extremely young for a dragon.

You were brought back to the present by someone saying your name, "Naur? Naur! Naur!!!"

"Uh wha... oh sorry I got lost in thought. What do you need Bilbo?" you say as you put a face to the voice,

"Oh, yes, your tea is ready! I'm sorry I didn't make it earlier, I just got mixed up with the dwarves and quite forgot you were here! Very sorry about that. Oh and the dwarves have already gone to bed." Bilbo jabbered, "Also if you need anything just say. There is a spare bed in the back if you want to sleep in it." This won Bilbo one of your dazzling smiles.